Ming's POV:
It has been two weeks since that lass went crazy and beat the entire estate with that unknown weapon. The pain I experienced still sends chills down my spine. The lass has been confining herself and Xing in that room.
"Father, this is ridiculous! She assaulted the entire estate along with my brother! She needs to be punished!"
"Why don't you go give it a try, Ping?" I said, remembering how he came running back with a wet spot on his pants after his last attempt to enter the room.
Anyone who enters that room without permission from the lass is struck down by that evil stick. No matter how strong the person may be, the end result is the same as we are all brought to our knees with a single strike.
"Why don't you just get her out in the open? *munch*" Ning asked as she threw some snacks in her mouth.
"What good would that do you muscle brained buffoon?!" Ping said.
"Ping, stop insulting your sister!"
"Hmph! Is your head as empty as your balls!"
"Ning, stop provoking your brother!"
"The main reason why she's getting you with that thing is because you're in a confined space! If you lure her into an open area, you'll have an easier time dodging! *munch*!"
"…"
"…"
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Why is it that when it comes to combat you actually start making sense, while with anything else you turn into a savage barbarian?"
"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!"
*sigh*
"Even when you're all grown up, you're still acting like children." I muttered as my two oldest children were grabbing each other by the collar.
…
"HEY PIPSQUEAK! COME OUT HERE AND FACE ME!"
*Bang*
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A PIPSQUEAK, MUSCLE-MANIAC!" Nox shouted, as she kicked open the door to Xing's room.
"GOT YO-!"
*BONK*
"AAAAAAHHHH!"
After their little strategy meeting, Ping and Ning had come up with a plan to rescue their sibling from Nox's clutches. Ning would provoke Nox to leave the room, meanwhile Ping would be floating above the door, ready to restrain her before she got a chance to swing the Pain-stick. However, the first thing Nox did when walking through the door was shove the pain-stick straight into Pings face, without even needing to look up.
"Seriously! You thought I didn't expect an ambush? How stupid do you think I am?" Nox said, before swinging the black pole between her biological uncle's legs.
*Bonk*
"AAAAAAAHHH!"
"Hey, stop bullying my elder brother! He is just showing concern for my wellbeing!" Xing said as he came limping out the door.
"Xing? How are you?"
"HOW THE HELL ARE YOU STANDING!" Ping screamed in a high-pitched voice, as he was still in quite a lot of pain.
"Pathetic, I know! Two weeks and this lazy slob can't even walk straight yet!"
"Hey, you had me practice all day and night!"
"And I now realize I should have beaten you harder! Well, whatever! Let's go shove your legs in the old man's face!" Nox said as she dragged Xing along.
…
Ming's POV:
It has been almost three weeks now since the lass locked herself away with her father. I wonder when she will finally admit defeat and just accept her place in our family. I wonder, she can't have been using this as an excuse to bond with her father, right? Though, I find it hard to follow that girl's thought pattern sometimes. Maybe, she is coming around to us.
"Hehe! What a bashful young lady she is!" I said as I watered the red flowers in the garden.
I hope she doesn't get too upset if those two dunderheads capture her. Ping might go a bit overboard with his pride hurt, but with Ning there to keep him in check it shouldn't be too extreme a punishment.
"Worst case, she gets a taste of her own medicine! Hehe!" I mused to myself, as I imagined her getting spanked with her own weapon by her aunt and uncle.
I turned to water the white lilies.
*Clank*
I dropped my watering can as I saw something unexpected. The little lass was walking in my direction, but what surprised me more was the once crippled son of mine walking unsteadily along as the lass dragged him towards me.
"Xing?"
"Father! I-!"
*Swoosh*
I rushed to give him a hug, as tears ran down my face. I thought my son would be confined to that bed until he wasted away, but here he was, standing on his own two feet.
"Is this a dream? Ouch!"
Just as I said that the lass suddenly pulled out a chastity belt covered in enchantments and shot a bolt of lightning in my face.
"Well, if you felt that, then we know it's not your dream at least! Now, if you would be so kind to have everyone line up for dream-checks?"
"…"
"Pft! HAHAHA!"
For the first time since that tragedy, I heard my son's laughter.
"What's so funny?" She asked as she aimed the belt towards her father next.