Lin Yuan looked calmly at the few people in front of him.
The faces of more than ten guards were all filled with horror at this moment. Especially Zhao Jing, who had deliberately provoked Lin Yuan earlier.
But seeing the miserable appearance of Shen Shuyan and He Run behind him, he felt afraid too.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jing kowtowed fervently, begging loudly for mercy, "Lord Lin, I was blind and foolish. Under the influence of He Run, I was as muddled as a pig, unaware that the true dragon is you, my lord."
Zhao Jing raised his right hand and slapped himself hard: "I beg for your forgiveness, please pardon my mistakes."
Behind Lin Yuan, Qiao Yuanjing looked at He Run, who lay in the distant ravine, and couldn't help but gasp in awe.
Further seeing Zhao Jing's already swollen cheek, it all seemed like a dream.
Ding Yu chuckled sinisterly. Felt the same as last night, huh?
