Chapter 851 - Chapter 840: 300 Strikes, I'm Waiting

Song Yun stood calmly in the center of the hall. As for what was about to happen next, Song Yun wasn't really afraid. Whipping? What was that? His body was sturdy—did it become tough, it became tough. Not to mention whipping, even cutting with a knife might not hurt him much. This punishment was a bit like a walk in the park. However, although Song Yun wasn't scared of the whipping, being whipped in front of so many people made him very uncomfortable. He recalled what his mother said before arriving in Beijing—that sometimes, he would have to endure grievances. It seemed like the grievance came sooner than expected.