Wang Zhong was taken aback when he heard Long Qie say this. The overwhelming aura of a Grandmaster that Long Qie had displayed during their previous conflict left a profound impression on him. Wang Zhong never expected that a Grandmaster would truly yield in front of him.
At this moment, Wang Zhong felt a surge of immense gratification and satisfaction in his heart, and a slightly amused smile slowly curled at the corner of his mouth. "Are you really willing to accept any punishment from us without resistance?"
Long Qie nodded.
Wang Zhong laughed heartily and was about to stand up.
However, as he was halfway up, Wang Chongyang reached out, pressed his shoulder, and pushed him back down.
Wang Zhong looked at Wang Chongyang in confusion, "Father, what are you doing?"
Wang Chongyang's eyes flickered as he pondered something, and finally, he slowly said, "Brother Long, it's just a bit of mischief from the juniors. You don't need to take it to heart; it's better to rest."
"Father!"
