Kneel down and kowtow?
The moment this condition was brought up.
The air at the scene suddenly froze, sinking into stagnation.
Little Monk, sitting in the passenger seat, was stunned.
Fuck!
What kind of demand was Master making?
Was he really this gutsy?
He actually dared to make such a demand?
Had he gotten carried away, or did he really think the other party couldn't use a knife anymore?
Wasn't he afraid of dying?
I wasn't afraid of death, but I was afraid for him!
Outside the car window, the woman lying on the ground also froze for a moment. Then, a gleeful expression appeared on her face.
Heh heh!
Good!
That's it—slap him hard in the face!
Her gaze flickered as she looked viciously ahead. Although she didn't know where the man was hiding, that didn't stop her from watching the show.
Chen Jianian flew into a rage.
Killing intent instantly surfaced in his eyes.
"Old Monk..."
"Do you really think I don't dare kill you?"
He could accept a reconciliation, and he could offer compensation and make concessions.
But there was absolutely no way he would kowtow to two Awakened who weren't even Sixth Tier!
The strong could not be humiliated!
At worst, he could kill the two of them and hide back in the Supernatural World.
That Celestial Master might not really travel across mountains and rivers to hunt him down!
Old Monk seemed not to sense the sharp killing intent in the air and continued, "This kowtow isn't to me. I have no right to accept an apology like this."
"This kowtow is for Mr. Jiang. He's inside the inn."
With that said.
He shut his mouth.
This condition had also been carefully considered.
He knew that this mysterious expert was offering compensation because he was