At first, he felt the punishment was too light, doing sword training every day for a month, wasn't that the same as his habit at the academy? The only difference is time.
But the thought only lasted a few days in his head. Doing something over again and not being allowed to rest before the allotted time made him have to expend extra energy.
And now, he even thought that perhaps receiving his father's caning was much lighter than his current punishment.
Standing for a few minutes by the window watching his son, Feng Zhui considered whether he should come over to him or wait until Feng Ming rested.
Lost in his thoughts, without him realizing, the figure that was in his mind was now walking toward him. Yeah, Coach Feng Ming seeing Mr. Feng Zhui's presence, made him stop the practice for a moment; the coach thought that maybe the middle-aged man had something important to say.
