"Men may be killed, but never humiliated!"
"You three have completely disgraced the warriors of the Eastern Region!"
"Get up, all three of you! A true man should shed blood and sacrifice his life—how can you kneel and beg for mercy from warriors of the Northern Region?"
The warriors before and behind Moon Peak Pavilion erupted in furious roars the moment they saw the three Golden Masked Warriors kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
Yet their roars could not stop the three Golden Martial Warriors from kowtowing.
The three Golden Martial Warriors remained on Moon Peak Pavilion and kowtowed to Zhou Han a full hundred times, each thud ringing out clearly.
"Hahaha." Zhou Han threw back his head and laughed. "Since each of you kowtowed a hundred times, I'll count that as knowing your place!"
"Today, this Holy Son will show mercy and not pursue the matter further!"
"But remember this: if you dare offend the warriors of my Northern Region again, I, Zhou Han, will cut you down without mercy!"
"Scram!"
The three Golden Martial Warriors wept tears of joy and repeatedly expressed their thanks. "Thank you, Holy Son Zhou Han, for sparing our lives. Thank you, Holy Son Zhou Han, for sparing our lives."
"Holy Son Zhou Han's civil and martial accomplishments are unmatched beneath the heavens. We Eastern Region warriors are no match for you!"
"After we leave today, if we ever encounter warriors of the Northern Region again, we will kneel and beg for mercy just as we did today, and retreat thirty miles!"
The three Golden Martial Warriors kept talking.
Their words infuriated the Eastern Region warriors below Moon Peak Pavilion, who were enraged beyond measure and wished they could hack the three of them into a thousand pieces.
Zhou Han stood proudly