Woshi Shabi was beaten to the point of tears.
His walnuts were already aching, and now, after another brutal thrashing, his already painful body was in even worse shape.
"Big Brother, surely that's enough," he pleaded. "I never imagined you had so much strength, and such stamina. My admiration for you is like a surging river, continuous and endless. Now that the outcome is decided, why don't we shake hands and call it a truce?"
Chapter 177