Guan Jianfei was currently wearing his crisp military uniform, which bore several ragged marks; the skin underneath had been whipped to a raw turn.
Keep in mind, this guy wore two bars and a star on his shoulder.
In Jinling, there weren't many who had the guts to whip Guan Jianfei, and even fewer who had the strength to do so.
Xu Fan couldn't help but smile wryly as he observed him desperately trying to squeeze out tears before turning to look towards the door.
The person who whipped Guan Jianfei—Guan Jianfei could knock him down with one punch, yet with a hundred bouts of courage, he wouldn't dare make a move.
"You little brat, thinking you're tough now, huh? You dare to hide?"
Just then, Old Master Guan entered the hospital room wielding a military whip, blowing his beard and glaring as he saw Guan Jianfei hiding behind Xu Fan, cursed, and then charged over.
"Xu Fan, tell me, how do you want me to discipline this guy?"
