"Are these the ones?" the old man slowly asked.
Little Joseph lifted his swollen face, displaying a bloody nose, cast a glance at them, and grounded his teeth. "No, not them."
"It seems you won't be honest unless I teach you a lesson!" This said, the old man took a whip from a mercenary beside him and switched his wrist. "Crack!" A crisp sound of a lash echoed in midair, and frightened the boy into a shiver.
"Last chance, are these the ones?"
"No!"
The old man raised the whip and heavily lashed down on Little Joseph's back without saying anything more.
"Agghhhh..." Little Joseph screamed harshly due to extreme pain. Tears and snot were running down on his face. A boy at his age should be living under the protection of his parents. Even if he had fights with other boys, that was just children's games. This kind of flogging was far beyond the tolerance of any boy, and only a single whip brought him to the edge of collapse.
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