His forehead slammed against the ground with repeated thuds. He did not care that he had split his head open. That little injury meant jack shit.
And so, his mind made up, he kept kowtowing. He had to keep going.
Thud, thud.
He was still kowtowing, without stopping.
"You... what are you trying to do, carrying on like this? Don't you think being this shameless gives people a headache? A real headache!"
"I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!"
The tall man shouted at the top of his lungs. At that moment, he finally understood. The man before him looked dangerous, but he was actually even more dangerous than he looked. Yes, yes, he really knew he was wrong now. He knew.
Xuan Zhe stared at the figure kneeling on the ground, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
Forgiveness? That depended on whether he was in a good mood today.
If he was, anything was negotiable.
If he was not, there was nothing to discuss.
Suddenly, something whistled through the air from the shadows.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-
More than a dozen Shuriken rained toward them, aimed straight at their faces.
The attack made it clear that someone wanted them dead.
Xuan Zhe reacted extremely quickly, going on the defensive in an instant.
Playing with blades? This guy wasn't even as good as my apprentice.
With skills like these, he wanted to kill me with hidden weapons?
The tall bodyguard was not so lucky.
Thwack.
Thwack.
Thwack.
Three Shuriken struck him, all in vital spots.
He dropped straight to the ground and died without so much as a grunt.
Xuan Zhe stood where he was, not even glancing at the bodyguard. He simply stared in the direction the Shuriken had come from.
Footsteps sounded in the shadows.
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