Taisfu knelt at his feet, but Ye Xuan felt little. After all, Ye Xuan had seen too many of these pretentious repeat offenders like Taisfu. Depending on some little skills, these people think highly of themselves, acting lawlessly—it's a common sight in life.
"Forgive you? Just now, you were calling Yan Country people cowards..."
Ye Xuan looked down, his eyes full of disdain, and his contemptuous gaze swept over the abject Taisfu. He shouted harshly.
"I was wrong, I was wrong."
Taisfu begged for mercy on his knees, kowtowing loudly to Ye Xuan, while Knoersky, listening to Taisfu's apology from the phone, still wore a gloomy expression. Knoersky was already furious at Taisfu's behavior.
If Taisfu could not obtain Ye Xuan's forgiveness, Knoersky would strip away everything Taisfu once had; he would even erase his nationality, rendering him a truly stateless person. How miserable that would be!
"Scram!"
