Everyone knelt on the ground, not daring to utter a word.
Fiery threads flew around, winding through every corner of Stonebird Teahouse. Strangely, the flames showed no sign of spreading; they simply lay dormant, as if quietly waiting for a command.
"I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Spare me! Please, spare my life!"
Manager Ren banged his head on the floor, making loud thuds.
He had Ryan Ren deliver a battle letter to Evan Lin, and back at White Crane Manor, he’d also had a few run-ins with Evan. Now, Manager Ren was chilled to the bone, not even daring to look Evan in the eye.
This teenager had shattered his understanding of reality—first killing Qingshan with unfathomable means, and now, facing the mystical Master Greenwater, his methods were even more terrifying.
Such power was downright terrifying.
"I... I was wrong too!"
"Sorry, sorry!"
Zhou Hui and Wei Dong finally reacted, faces full of misery as they kowtowed to Evan Lin over and over, admitting fault.