Fu Nancheng's face was stern, showing some disappointment.
The two children stood silently against the wall, barely daring to breathe.
With his hands behind his back, Fu Nancheng paced back and forth in front of the two children, and after a few seconds, said coldly, "Look at yourselves now! You've actually been beaten like this!"
Chenchen and Qiqi looked at him curiously, not quite understanding at first.
"Starting tomorrow, get up at five and follow Shiwu to the beach for a run and workout! In a month, you'll systematically learn martial arts!"
The two children's mouths dropped open wide enough to fit an egg.
Fu Nancheng, with a cold face, said again, "Next time anyone comes back with a mark on their face, don't blame me for training you personally!"
"Do you understand?"
The two children finally snapped back to their senses and responded loudly in unison, "Understood!"
