Shen Xin asked if there were any other methods.
'This seems a bit cruel,' he thought.
'Watching its own kind get bled, skinned, and split in two would probably leave it with some serious psychological trauma.'
Xu Erleng said, "Sure there are. Whip it. Soak a whip in saltwater until it's thoroughly drenched, then lay into it with all you've got. Trust me, it'll be obedient in less than two days."
'Good lord,' Shen Xin thought to himself.
'Xu Erleng's methods were basically the eighteen instruments of torture.'
Seeing Shen Xin hesitate, Xu Erleng probably guessed what he was thinking. He put down the donkey's hoof, picked up another, and said, "Officer Shen, at the end of the day, it's just livestock. Same as a pig. What's cruel or not cruel about it?"
Shen Xin nodded slightly.
It was normal for Xu Erleng to think this way. Shen Xin wasn't some bleeding heart, and for the sake of the case, it was worth a try.
He then asked Xu Erleng when they would be slaughtering donkeys.
