"Weren't you trying to kill me earlier?" Qin Heng looked at Yang Wenze with a half-smile and said lightly, "Why do you now want me to spare your life?"
"I was blind and failed to recognize your esteemed identity; I failed to recognize Mount Tai," Yang Wenze said to Qin Heng with a fawning expression. "Grandmaster Qin, Immortal Xuantian, I beg you to spare me! I can give you half of the Yang family's assets—no, no, no, seventy percent! You will then be the true King of Jinling. I only ask that you spare my life!"
The onlookers were stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.
"My God!"
"Is this the same man who has helmed the Yang family of Jinling for seven hundred years?"
"Groveling to such an extent!"
"Begging so pitifully!"
"To trade seventy percent of his family's fortune for his life, it's simply unbelievable!"
Of course, many young girls' eyes sparkled as they watched Qin Heng.
