Wu Zhengyi's pleading did not stop Yin Xiaofan. He hit Wu Zhengyi twice, then struck him on the head.
He knocked once, causing a large welt to form on Wu Zhengyi's head. Yin Xiaofan knocked five times in succession, creating five large welts, making his head look more like a little trumpet, weird to see.
"Wail"
Yin Xiaofan was really trying at first. The pained Wu Zhengyi couldn't manage it. He covered his eyes with his hands and, like a child, started to cry loudly in pain, which left Yin Xiaofan stunned.
"Are you even a man?" Seeing Wu Zhengyi crying so miserably, Yin Xiaofan was also quite surprised.
"It really breaks my heart. It hurts so much," said Wu Zhengyi, covering his head.
"I was trying to help you master the 'trick' so you could be smarter." How could it hurt? You must feel that you were wrong. Yin Xiaofan said.
Enlightenment? To become smarter?
I fear getting beaten like this is foolish.
