Zhong Yu was furious. Thirty military sticks, and another thirty military sticks. Qin, are you obsessed with thirty military sticks? Do you really want to beat them that badly?
But Zhong Yu didn't dare to resist. These past couple of days, he'd been seriously dealt with by Qin San Lang. He was on edge, afraid that if he fell behind, Qin San Lang would throw him into a pit and bury him for two hours again.
Yes, just yesterday, Qin San Lang had him buried in a pit. The reason was that he was unhappy the army was setting out while Qin San Lang hadn't returned. He used his position as Chief Commander to press on Section Leader Zhang, forbidding the soldiers to set off, demanding an explanation from Qin San Lang.
Qin San Lang didn't offer him an explanation. Instead, he had him buried for defying a military order, leaving only his head above ground in the sun for two hours. Luckily, it was morning, and the sun wasn't strong yet, or else he would have had a heatstroke.
