"Very well."
The middle-aged man said with a smile:
"I and others have heard that Su, the Chief of the Escort, possesses a valuable item.
"Thus, it has drawn the coveting of some insensible and self-overestimating fools. Today, we brazenly intercept here, wishing to request Chief Su to agree to one matter."
"Let's hear it."
"The three of us wish to join the Ziyang Escort Agency and become disciples under Chief Su, serving under Chief Su's command. We hope Chief Su will consent."
At this point, the three of them knelt down on the ground with a thud, completely devoid of any master's dignity.
Not only that, but they kowtowed three times in succession, making loud thumping sounds.
After the three kowtows, they lifted their heads to look at Su Mo, each clasping their hands in salute:
"Greetings to the Chief!"
Jiao Wenhao and the others were so astounded they couldn't close their mouths. Why would such masters so readily pay homage?
