Li Xiaoqiang, holding a broken stick, walked up behind Geng Sifan. Despite Geng's extraordinary strength, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive and said, "What... what are you doing?"
Li Xiaoqiang replied with a cunning smile, "Not much, but tell me, what would you do if I poked your ass with this stick?"
"You... you you you."
Geng Sifan said 'you' over and over but couldn't come up with anything substantial to say.
However, Li Xiaoqiang had no patience to keep bantering with Geng Sifan. He swiftly picked up the stick, and with a swoosh, it was heading towards Geng Sifan's behind.
Aaargh!!!
Geng Sifan let out a hysterical scream.
Immediately after, Li Xiaoqiang, holding the stick, started to furiously smash it onto Geng Sifan's backside, chanting as he did, "That's for not obeying, for not listening, haha."
Geng Sifan, now unable to move his body, could only let Li Xiaoqiang continue to hit him on the buttocks. He suddenly shouted, "Stop hitting me."
