With a "crack," Feng Qiwu swung the whip, and Phoenix Mountain darted around the room trying to avoid it, letting out cries of pain now and then.
Yu Xiaoyu tried to mediate from the side, attempting to calm Feng Qiwu down.
In reality, what parent doesn't love their child? Especially given Phoenix Mountain's age and abilities. If he really resisted, Old Feng might not be able to control him.
So even though it seemed like he was whipping hard, most strikes actually missed. And the occasional hits were just light enough that they wouldn't leave a mark.
Old Feng was simply expressing his stance, indicating that Phoenix Mountain's actions had upset him. As long as Phoenix Mountain showed a good attitude, things would return to normal once tempers cooled.
And Phoenix Mountain?
After all these years, how could he not understand his father's temper?
His escape was also a form of attitude, an act of admitting fault.
Then…
