Auntie Li sighed, remembering the scene still made her psychologically uncomfortable.
"The old master killed it alive in front of the young master, not by the most direct means.
Instead, he plucked all the feathers from the chicken while it was still alive, regardless of the young master's crying and fussing.
He even asked him if he would continue to waste his time on trivial pursuits.
At that time, the young master was only three years old."
Although Mu Lan had guessed it, she was still shocked to hear Auntie Li say it, not expecting the Huo family patriarch to actually do such a thing.
How could one be so cruel to a three-year-old child? Isn't that the age to enjoy childhood? To indulge in play to the neglect of duties..., how can such words be used on a child.
"No wonder... he said he had no childhood, that he read 'The Thirty-Six Stratagems,' I thought he was joking."
Auntie Li's face showed a helpless and sympathetic smile.
