"Zhao Si, you were captured by the enemy and committed the mistake of betraying the family. You should have been executed, but considering that you were forced and have also contributed over the years, your death penalty is waived, but punishment cannot be avoided."
The Supreme Elder's words came from the front, and Zhao Si nodded meekly with his head down, outwardly quite happy, but inwardly cursing, "Why do I still have to be punished!"
"Someone, give him a hundred strikes with the stick!"
When the Supreme Elder's voice was announced, Zhao Si was dumbfounded.
Am I going to be beaten on the butt?
And a hundred strikes?
Oh my, can I regret now?!
Immediately, two guards entered the ancestral hall, placing Zhao Si on a special long bench, and began hitting him continuously with a wooden stick.
Half an hour later.
Zhao Si reappeared in front of the Supreme Elder, but not in a kneeling position.
