[Magic Dao Patriarch] Ode to speech

After returning to Qishan, Wen Song rushed to the martial arts field.

The formerly bustling martial arts field was empty at the moment, and the dead leaves passed across the scorched gravel ground by the scorching sun, leaving a sudden white mark.

Wen Song raised his head, only to see Wen Ruohan, who was wearing a family robe, with blazing eyes and black hair fluttering on both sides of his cheeks.The sun pattern on the white clothes was plated with golden brilliance under the scorching sun, and even the diamond-shaped forehead pendant became extremely dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at.

"Father, the child knows his mistake."

Wen Song knelt down straight, holding the sword in both hands, and buried his head between his arms.

Wen Ruohan's expression was not good, and he snorted coldly: "My Wen family is in full swing now, and all the immortal sects are attached to us. Wen Ciyan, you are fine. As my son of Wen Ruohan, instead of practicing hard, you want to take care of those things every day. The business of inferior people!"

"You're embarrassing me!"

Wen Song said nothing.

"You must be thinking, they are the same as us, I shouldn't call them inferior people, right?" Wen Ruohan said, "Forget it, why did I give birth to such a soft-boned son like you? Kneel for three days and three nights, and let everyone see how embarrassing you are!"

"Three days later, you will enter the Phoenix Pavilion for retreat for me, and you are not allowed to leave without my permission!"

Wen Song looked calm, only his eyelashes trembled.He bent down and kowtowed: "Yes, father."

The minimum period of this retreat is one year.

Wen Ruohan's action was not punishment at all, it was just a way to force him to practice painstakingly.

"Actually, you are not a cruel person, but why can't you treat everyone equally?"

Wen Song thought bitterly.

The author has something to say: Can anyone guess Wen Song's ending?