Standing before so many members of the Heaven Group, Jiang Siming worked himself up a little and began showing off. No, wait—he began speaking.
"My name is Jiang Siming. This is our first meeting, and I'm deeply sorry for causing this incident with you. Actually, I'm a man who loves peace and never likes fighting, but sometimes, when I have no other choice, I can only use my fists to defend myself."
Jiang Siming wore a sincere expression, speaking completely from the bottom of his heart.
Unfortunately, everyone present twitched violently at the corners of their mouths as they listened.
"Let bygones be bygones. I'm a guest elder of the Heaven Group, and also one of its members. You can consider yourselves my colleagues and comrades. We may have fought before getting acquainted, but now we know each other."
The old man's expression finally improved a little when he heard this.
This kid finally said something sensible.
Jiang Siming cleared his throat and continued, "To be honest, as a guest elder, I haven't really contributed much to the Heaven Group over the past year or so. At most, I wiped out a few evil-cultivator families, rescued the border soldiers, eliminated several major drug-trafficking organizations, protected the people's property and safety, and—"
The Heaven Group members' hearts twitched as they listened. Aren't all those contributions enough?
And why do you have to list them one by one? Are you afraid we don't know?
The old man's expression became extremely colorful, while Ice Beauty and Huo Wu struggled to hold back their laughter nearby.
"Well, that's all for now. With such minor contributions, I feel ashamed to accept any praise. So this time, I plan to make another contribution to the Heaven Group."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he snapped his fingers.