Auntie practically used all the praise in the world on Fang Che.
Hearing words like 'honest, simple, sincere' being applied to his cousin, Fang Qingyun couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Speechless.
Auntie held Fang Che's hand: "Che'er, you're an honest child, tell Auntie, is your cousin really that irresponsible at the Martial Arts Academy? So many girls around him?"
Fang Che glanced at Fang Qingyun, who quickly showed a pleading face.
So Fang Che put on a troubled look, hesitantly saying, "No, cousin is very diligent, not a single girl around him, um... really none."
Auntie nodded and said to Fang Zhenghang, "His father, the evidence is conclusive, prepare to beat him, get me a whip. Let's whip him together!"
"Ah?"
Fang Qingyun looked utterly hopeless.
With Fang Che's sympathetic gaze, cousin again was... hung up like a naked pig.
Uncle and Auntie each wielded a whip, looking fierce and eyeing like tigers.
Anyway, their son was already a Martial General, couldn't be hurt.
