Zeng Rou turned white with fear and stepped back in a panic. "Don't, don't hit me, I won't say it anymore!"
"No, a small punishment serves a big warning. Without a few smacks, you're definitely not going to learn your lesson. Get down!" Qin Hai said sternly.
Frightened by Qin Hai's dark and ominous-looking face and feeling a bit guilty, Zeng Rou unexpectedly changed her usual demeanor. She didn't talk back to Qin Hai but said nervously, "Can't you just hit me once?"
"No!"
Zeng Rou pouted and grumbled, "Fine, if I have to lay down, I'll lay down. Why so fierce!"
Having said that, she actually bent over and lay on the desk, her hands clutching her head tightly and even covering her ears, and she eventually started shivering with fear.
Qin Hai couldn't help but feel both amused and incredulous; he only wanted to teach Zeng Rou a lesson so she would remember what she said, not seriously punish her to the point of death. But to his surprise, she was so scared.