Faced with the mysterious man's fury, Ximen Gong took a desperate gamble.
THUD!
He dropped directly to the ground, kneeling before the mysterious man.
Seeing this, Master Chen gave a wry smile inwardly and promptly knelt as well.
The two of them knelt there together.
Jiang Chen wore a strange expression. 'This is just ridiculous.'
He had scared them both to their knees.
'His performance hadn't been for naught, it seemed.'
However, he remained aloof and said displeasedly, "What is this? What are you two doing?"
"Don't think I'll sympathize with you just because you're kneeling."
"I've seen plenty of your kind. You're just trying to make me pity your circumstances."
"But this world is full of injustices. Do you think I must intervene and save everyone who kneels before me?"
He loudly rebuked their actions.
He showed not a shred of sympathy.
But Ximen Gong remained kneeling, his tone sincere, the very picture of a father consumed with worry for his son.
