"Wow, you are a fast writer!" Ren Baqian said as Shi Gan handed over a stack of papers.
Shi Gan knew very well the meaning of living under the auspices of others and knowing when the situation was beyond his control. He immediately responded, "It's due to your teaching and guidance."
"If your father wasn't the Great Elder, I would have suspected that you wear an aboriginal skin to look like them." Ren Baqian sighed. Shi Qing and Shi Gan were a special species among the aboriginals.
He continued, "You better go back. If you are caught again, it will not be so simple. You will be tasked to spend the whole afternoon on Jingyang Street shouting, 'I'm really my father's biological son!'"
Shi Gan was upset after hearing this. Yagui's words were very mean—even shouting this sentence one time was enough to make him suicidal, not to mention shouting it for a whole afternoon.
