Cheng Liunian let out a pig-like scream, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Cheng Guang's eyes showed a strange glimmer.
"How did he turn into this state?"
Lin Cheng shook his head, also looking perplexed.
"I don't know."
"Princely Heir, you might not know, but this man used to look exactly like you. But then, just this morning! His appearance suddenly changed!"
"It changed to this."
"After that, it was as if he had gone mad, talking nonsense all over."
"On the way back to the Capital city, I got quite annoyed, so I hit him a few more times."
"Before I knew it, he became like this."
As he spoke, Lin Cheng even seemed somewhat self-satisfied.
With a slight lift of his brow, he hinted covertly at Cheng Guang.
As if to say,
Princely Heir, did I do a good job hitting him?
Cheng Guang was caught between laughter and tears. Lin Cheng's disposition was rather good; disciplining this true Princely Heir was, after all, a good thing.
