"I am willing!"
Song Yun, paying no heed to the bystanders trying to stop him, stepped onto the high platform. He first checked Song Bu's condition and found that although his father's breath was weak, the injuries were external and had not harmed his internal organs.
He carried Song Bu back to his mother, and then returned to the platform. Taking off his shirt, he hugged a wooden stump and said to Old Wei, "Come on!"
Old Wei, whose eyes normally showed no emotion, now revealed a trace of admiration and slowly said, "You have a good physique."
"Thank you for the compliment, sir. Let's get this done sooner rather than later!"
Song Yun grinned through clenched teeth.
At this moment, he had activated all his defensive power, including the Protective Gang Qi awarded by the system, which would ensure his safety throughout the punishment.
"The young man is quite confident, then I won't hold back either."
