"I want you to kneel and kowtow to me three times, loud enough to hear. How about that condition?"
Chen Lin looked at Lu Ming and made his demand again.
"Bullshit!"
Lu Ming flew into a rage.
He writhed on the floor, trying to leap up and attack Chen Lin, but he could not break free of his restraints.
"Unwilling? Then follow my condition and kill the Lake-Fishing Old Man."
Chen Lin remained expressionless.
The man's background made Wenchen Ke wary, and he could refuse whatever Chen Lin demanded. So Chen Lin simply made a demand he could neither refuse nor fulfill, to see what he would do.
"Hmph."
After struggling fruitlessly for a while, Lu Ming snorted and actually stopped paying attention to Chen Lin.
Chen Lin immediately turned to Angela.
Cupping his hands, he asked, "This man refuses to obey the rules laid down by the First Mate. How should he be punished?"
"You were the one who violated the rules."
Angela spoke indifferently.
Chen Lin raised his eyebrows.
But before he could say anything, she continued.
"Twice the value of your life is not worth three kowtows from him."
"Hahahaha..."
Lu Ming immediately burst into delighted laughter.
"Your worthless life deserves a kowtow from this king? Boy, I suggest you learn some sense. Don't push me too far. Once you leave here, no one will be able to protect you!"
"Is that so?"
Chen Lin was unmoved by his words.
He had already offended the man. Trying to curry favor now would be useless; he might as well give himself some satisfaction.
He was weighing whether to demand the other three formation materials or simply humiliate him. Given his usual approach, practical matters naturally came first.
But seeing the man's attitude now...
He really could not stomach