"Alright, I apologize. I was wrong earlier, and I offer my apologies to you." Han Yutang gritted his teeth, bowed halfway to Mu Hanyan and the others as he spoke. He had figured it out; right now, with his disheveled hair and soot-covered face, he could almost smell the aroma of roasted meat coming from himself. How could he still have any dignity to speak of? Continuing to resist would only bring more suffering, so he might as well concede sooner.
"Alright then, considering that you at least show some sincerity, I'll forgive you on behalf of everyone." Mu Hanyan said with a smile, a look of a teachable young boy on her face.
Han Yutang ground his teeth in hatred. Since he had already conceded, he dared not flare up and could only look at Mu Hanyan eagerly.
"The method, where's the method you mentioned?" After waiting for a moment, seeing that Mu Hanyan remained silent and still maintained her commanding elder demeanor by nodding and smiling, Han Yutang impatiently urged.
