After weighing the pros and cons, Nakagawa Ichiro gritted his teeth and decided to stand up and apologize.
He could apologize, but at least he should do it standing.
But Nakagawa Tetsuya was quicker. He pressed a hand directly onto Ichiro's shoulder.
With just a little pressure, Nakagawa Ichiro couldn't stand up.
Nakagawa Tetsuya's meaning was simple.
Since Ichiro was already kneeling, he might as well stay that way while apologizing. It would seem more sincere.
Nakagawa Ichiro felt utterly humiliated.
It was the greatest disgrace he had ever suffered, in all his life.
But there was nothing he could do. He knew that if he didn't apologize now, he would face extremely severe punishment, and his family might even be finished.
Thinking this, he gritted his teeth again.
"Mr. Wang, I acted impulsively today. Please forgive me. I'm sorry," he said.
As he spoke, he abruptly lowered his head.
The Chinese people present watched the scene as if they'd seen a ghost.
They'd been a little worried that the two Japanese men might be up to something, but even if they were, they wouldn't have gone so far as to kneel.
Now they understood completely: the two men had come to apologize, and they were even afraid Wang Yi might refuse to accept their apology.
What on earth was going on?
Wang Yi had beaten up someone from the Yamaguchi-gumi, and now their people had come to apologize to him?
It made no sense at all.
Wang Yi, however, refused to let the matter go.
"I'm a very magnanimous person. I was going to forgive you, but whenever I remember you calling me that slur for Chinese people, I get angrier and angrier. I can't swallow my anger."
"Bastard!"
At that, Nakagawa Tetsuya's temper flared.
He swung his right