Begging for Mercy on Your Knees to Escape Death

"Qin Anlan, you beast, why have you come here?"

Enemies meeting, eyes burning with hatred.

Upon seeing his mortal enemy, Qin Anlan, appear before him.

Ye Qingyun immediately sensed the ill intentions hidden in the other's gaze.

Especially after seeing that just a few days ago.

His master, True Person Ziwei, had met with Qin Anlan in private.

And even shown Qin Anlan a smile.

This made Ye Qingyun's anger surge even more.

His heart filled with resentment, with nowhere to vent.

"I came here specifically to see you."

"To be precise, I've reached a cooperation agreement with your master."

Qin Anlan spoke calmly, gazing at Ye Qingyun.

The mocking smile on his lips was unconcealed.

Master?

Hearing this word, Ye Qingyun's anger blazed like wildfire, rushing straight to the crown of his head.

He gritted his teeth, staring intently at Qin Anlan, "You beast, what have you done to my master?"

"A dog's mouth can't spew ivory. You call me a beast left and right, do you really want to become one?"

Qin Anlan snorted coldly, "True Person Ziwei, I, this young lord, can be magnanimous and not bother with Ye Qingyun. However, this fellow seems a bit out of touch."

As Qin Anlan's words fell, a graceful figure appeared beside him.

The man was not Ye Qingyun's master, True Person Ziwei.

Who else could it be?

"Master, you... why are you here too?"

The moment he saw his master, True Person Ziwei, Ye Qingyun's heart was suddenly struck by a bad premonition.

The scene from a few days ago, where Qin Anlan and True Person Ziwei were conversing happily, flashed back into Ye Qingyun's mind.

"Damn you, Qin Anlan, you dog thief! Not only did you steal the sisters Ruyan and Ruxue, but now you dare to extend your wicked claws to my master!"

"Just you wait, if I, Ye Qingyun, don't kill you, dog thief, I swear I'm not human."

Ye Qingyun's expression had turned extremely grim.

He couldn't help but enter a state of prolonged rage.

Deep down, Ye Qingyun harbored an indescribable emotion towards True Person Ziwei.

Although Ye Qingyun usually treated True Person Ziwei with utmost respect, regarding him as his master.

Deep in his heart, he harbored inappropriate thoughts about this peerless beauty, his master, who possessed an ethereal aura.

He had long considered True Person Ziwei his exclusive possession.

He absolutely would not allow anyone to lay a hand on True Person Ziwei.

Seeing Qin Anlan and his master appear here together, and recalling the scene from a few days ago.

The accumulated grievances and hatred of these past days, held for so long, now erupted completely.

"Stole Ruyan and Ruxue, and now you're stealing your master?"

Qin Anlan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, "Forget it, I, this young lord, am too lazy to bother with an ant like you."

"True Person Ziwei, tell this foolish disciple the terms you agreed to with me."

Agreed to Qin Anlan's terms?

Hearing these words from Qin Anlan, a sharp glint appeared in Ye Qingyun's eyes.

What kind of terms had his master secretly negotiated with Qin Anlan?

He had already lost the sisters Liu Ruyan and Liu Ruxue.

He absolutely could not stand by and watch Qin Anlan take his master away.

Glancing at the dejected Ye Qingyun, True Person Ziwei turned his gaze to the noble and transcendent Young Lord of the Divine Marquis before him.

His disciple was originally exceptionally talented, a prodigy of the Heavenly Flame Empire, with limitless future achievements.

But compared to this Young Lord of the Divine Marquis, Whether it was in physique, appearance, family background, talent, or even intellect.

Ye Qingyun was not fit to carry Qin Anlan's shoes.

Especially upon recalling the intelligence he had recently investigated.

True Person Ziwei's eyes showed a hint of melancholy.

Regardless, the other party was still his disciple.

No matter how incompetent he was, True Person Ziwei would not stand by and watch him die.

"Qingyun, the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis has agreed to my request and will not hold it against you."

He wouldn't hold it against me?

Before True Person Ziwei could finish his sentence, Ye Qingyun said with disdain, "If he doesn't want to hold it against me, then I, Ye Qingyun, will hold it against him and will not let him off."

"True Person Ziwei, it's not that I, this Young Lord, am speaking ill of you."

"Such an idiotic creature, I don't know what you saw in him back then to take such a good-for-nothing as your disciple."

Although Qin Anlan's words were harsh, They made True Person Ziwei feel ashamed of himself.

But what the other party said was the absolute truth.

When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.

Ye Qingyun was currently imprisoned.

Whether he could keep his life depended on whether Qin Anlan would show mercy.

Yet, under such circumstances, Ye Qingyun was still ungrateful and openly defied Qin Anlan.

This was nothing short of foolishness, a death wish.

There were no other words to describe Ye Qingyun.

"Qingyun, shut your mouth."

True Person Ziwei's face darkened as he roared, "You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, yet you dare to openly offend the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis. The Young Lord is magnanimous and won't bother with you, so you should be grateful."

"Kneel down immediately and kowtow three times to the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis, begging for his forgiveness for your foolish actions."

"What? Master, what did you say?"

"You want me to kneel before that dog, Qin Anlan, and kowtow three times, begging him for forgiveness?"

Upon hearing True Person Ziwei's words, Ye Qingyun looked up, staring at True Person Ziwei with disbelief.

Was this still his master?

He was actually asking him to kowtow and apologize to an enemy, begging for their forgiveness?

He, Ye Qingyun, would rather die than bend his back.

Even if Qin Anlan killed him, he would never bow to Qin Anlan.

"Qingyun, what happened a few days ago was indeed your fault."

"A true man knows when to bend and when to stand tall. Since you made a mistake, you must face the consequences."

Honestly apologize to the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis, and you can escape the death row."

As he spoke, worried that Ye Qingyun's personality was too stubborn, True Person Ziwei continuously sent him telepathic messages, explaining the gravity of the situation.

He hoped Ye Qingyun would restrain his temper.

No matter what, the priority was to escape from death row first.

She didn't understand why Ye Qingyun, who was usually alert and intelligent, would become so foolish and have his IQ plummet when facing Qin Anlan.

He had repeatedly made unforgivable mistakes in front of Qin Anlan.

It was clearly just a minor setback, yet it had completely changed Ye Qingyun.

"Master!"

Hearing True Person Ziwei's telepathic message, Ye Qingyun gritted his teeth, looking at him with utter unwillingness.