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Kong Yu, Song Peng, and Kong Jia all wore grim expressions as they walked, quite embarrassed, to Ye Xuan.
"Thud!"
The three knelt directly at Ye Xuan's feet, heads lowered and voices hushed.
But Ye Xuan felt nothing, simply watching indifferently.
Throughout the entire process.
Ye Xuan didn't even raise his head, not once glancing properly at Kong Yu and the others. Their kneeling meant nothing to him, as if he hadn't even seen it.
Seeing Ye Xuan's attitude, Chen Tiannan felt a chill in his heart, quickly stepping forward to plead, "Mr. Tang, they're children of my friends. Please, forgive them this one time."
Ye Xuan remained silent, not speaking or showing any expression, just fixing a cold stare on Chen Tiannan.
Under Ye Xuan's gaze, Chen Tiannan trembled.
Even as a cultivator, under Ye Xuan's imposing presence, he was terrified, his legs shaking.
The overwhelming and domineering aura locked onto him instantly, filling him with extreme fear.
"Mr. Tang!"
