Feng Qianyuan, cursing as he went, swung the sole of his shoe and smacked it hard across the young man's backside.
A few cold raindrops dripped onto Qin Yi.
At some point, the sky had become overcast with thick clouds and it started to drizzle.
Qin Yi chuckled, it really was a rainy day for spanking a child; if you're idle, why not?
"Dad, am I really your biological son? Who hits their own kid like this? Take a break if you're tired." the young man shouted.
Feng Qianyuan glowered, "I could beat you all day without tiring, you ungrateful brat, embarrassing me like that... smack smack smack..."
"This General Feng Qianyuan sure has a fiery temper, even hitting his own son like that." Jin Die muttered quietly.
Qin Yi laughed and said, "A good child comes from under the rod."
Jin Die was completely puzzled and didn't quite understand.
The rain was getting heavier.
"Dad, it's raining, can we go inside and then you hit me?"
