Yamamoto Kazuo was overwhelmed with surprise and fear.
"I really didn't expect that the esteemed Martial Saint would personally come here..."
Saying this, he reflected on himself, sighed, and felt very ashamed.
"Unfortunately, I've disgraced Karate. When I return, I will certainly commit seppuku to apologize."
Jingtian Chuyi snorted lightly: "I personally intervened to save you, not for you to commit suicide."
"If you truly wish to atone for your mistakes, then diligently practice Martial Arts and contribute to the Sang Country Martial Arts in the future."
Yamamoto Kazuo nodded repeatedly, showing great respect.
While the two were talking, the disciples brought by Jingtian Chuyi had already rescued the Karate disciples tied to the wooden pole.
Everyone supported each other, with solemn expressions, waiting for the esteemed Martial Saint to speak.
Jingtian Chuyi nodded slightly and said calmly: "Let's leave together."
