"You must not let that dog off easy!"

Dad? Huo Yongtao's dad? Could this short and chubby middle-aged man be the Huo family's fourth son, Huo Sikun? Lingling quickly took out her phone to check, and indeed, that was him. This short, chubby middle-aged man was none other than the billionaire Huo Sikun!

"Sisi, I told you to beg for mercy earlier, but you didn't listen. Now look, Mr. Huo is here, and you won't even have a chance to beg for mercy anymore," Lingling said to Ren Sisi. "That's what happens when you don't listen to advice. If you'd played nice with Huo for a few days, it would have been fine. Why did you have to dig your own grave?"

"Lingling's right. If you'd stuck with Huo earlier, you might've gained a little benefit. Now, Huo, who is angry, will probably kill your friend first and then have his fun with you," another woman chimed in, "Truly have his fun, mind you."

Lingling and the other women spoke recklessly, completely ignoring Ren Sisi's dignity and emotions.

In their eyes, Lin Beichen and Ren Sisi were as good as dead. After all, Huo Yongtao's downfall wasn't just Lin Beichen's fault; a large portion of the blame fell on Ren Sisi. If she had agreed straight away, none of this would have happened.

While everyone had labeled Lin Beichen and Ren Sisi for death, believing their demise unavoidable, Huo Sikun handed Huo Yongtao to his subordinates and stood up. He followed his son's gaze and froze.

Huo Sikun's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth gaped in astonishment. Shock quickly turned to panic, then fear. Lastly, in an overwhelming state of terror, his legs gave way, and he knelt down among the shocked expressions of everyone around.

The crowd froze, wide-eyed and amazed at the sight.

Lin Beichen?

Bang!

Like a bolt from the blue exploding beside Huo Sikun's ear, his eyes widened, mouth agape, looking at Lin Beichen, unable to believe his eyes and ears, even suspecting he was hallucinating.

After several seconds of stupor, the shock and terror shifted entirely into fear. He shook violently, his face paling like a kitten stumbling upon a tiger in the wilderness.

The situation left the onlookers stunned. But what came next shocked them even further.

With a crisp "snap," Huo Sikun, the Huo family's fourth son, suddenly collapsed to his knees with a thud. In front of everyone, he kneeled before Lin Beichen!

Moreover, he crawled on all fours like a puppy to Lin Beichen, and, finally, like a wronged wife, cried out loudly, "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry! It's all Sikun's fault! It's the family's misfortune and lack of strict discipline that led to raising such an unseeing son who offended you!"

After speaking, he stood with a snap, took a few steps over to Huo Yongtao, and without a word, pulled out his belt and lashed it down fiercely.

"Snap!"

As the swift whoosh of the belt snapped through the air, a blood-mark appeared on Huo Sikun's face.

"Ahhhhh!"

Huo Sikun's scream instantly pierced the air. He looked up at his father, his face full of disbelief, almost frantically yelling, "Dad! What are you doing? How can you hit me? I'm your son, Sikun! Instead of dealing with that guy, you're hitting me?"

"Hit you?" Huo Sikun's father roared, his face hideous with anger, "If you weren't my only son, I'd kill you today! Do you know who that is? That's Mr. Lin! The Lin even I have to treat with utmost respect! And you dare to bump into a deity like Mr. Lin?"

Before he finished speaking, the belt rained down, and Huo Yongtao was beaten bloody, screaming, rolling on the ground, his eyes wide with anger. Gradually, even the strength to roll disappeared, and he could only lie helplessly on the ground, allowing Huo Sikun to continue whipping.

A few minutes later, drenched in sweat, Huo Sikun stopped. He shot a fierce glance at the mud-like Huo Yongtao, then ran to Lin Beichen, knelt with a thud, clutching Lin Beichen's leg, and shouted, "Mr. Lin, it's my failure in disciplining that raised such a disgraceful son. You can deal with him how you wish!"

Here, Huo Sikun paused slightly, glanced at Lin Beichen's expressionless face, gritted his teeth, and continued, "Even if you want his life, he deserves it! I, Huo Sikun, will utter no objection!"

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

The whole bar fell silent, and only the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. People stared with wide eyes and open mouths, looking at Huo Sikun in utter disbelief. Someone even smacked themselves, wondering if they were dreaming. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

To the crowd, this was simply beyond comprehension. No, it couldn't even be described as beyond comprehension; it was utterly ridiculous.

You have to realize that Huo Sikun is the fourth son of the patriarch of the Huo family, a figure with some level of inheritance rights in Pineapple Bay, a prominent figure. But now, this prominent figure not only kneels but inexplicably beats his own son under such circumstances.

And he now appears submissive, ready to hand over his son's life just to seek Lin Beichen's forgiveness. My god, what kind of identity does this guy have to make a Pineapple Bay top boss like Huo Sikun meekly plead for mercy?