Lin Tian pressed down on the wound in his shoulder, his brows slightly furrowed as he stared coldly at Ling Hao. In a low voice, he said, "What do you mean? You want to stop just because you can't beat us?"
Ling Hao took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the apprehension in his heart. He squeezed out a somewhat stiff smile and took the initiative to speak. "Fellow Daoists, you've misunderstood. It was only a misunderstanding!"
As he spoke, he even cupped his hands deliberately and introduced himself. "I am Ling Hao, from the Immortal Realm's Ling Tian Palace."
"The people under my command were reckless just now and offended the four of you. I ask that you be magnanimous."
He had deliberately made his identity clear, hoping to use Ling Tian Palace's reputation to intimidate Lin Tian and the other three while also expressing his willingness to reconcile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Hao did not hesitate in the slightest. He directly took the Manjusaka Spirit Grass he had just picked from his storage bag, then pushed it forward. The spirit grass, glowing with a faint red light, slowly floated before Lin Tian and the others.
"This Manjusaka Spirit Grass will serve as my gift to apologize to the four of you. I hope you'll accept it."
Ling Hao spoke sincerely, but he was secretly bleeding inside. Although the Manjusaka Spirit Grass could not be considered a top-grade treasure, it was still a rare True Immortal Grade spirit plant. He was naturally reluctant to give it away just like that.
But compared with offending these four experts of unknown background, losing a single Manjusaka Spirit Grass was nothing.
"Misunderstanding? What a fine misunderstanding!" Seeing this, Qin Yue flew into a rage. He suddenly stepped forward and