Nie Qingyun and Great Emperor Mingwu looked at Little Wingsy. Was Little Wingsy going to kill them or not?
Little Wingsy felt itchy all over. He had cultivated for so long and finally found someone to fight. He wanted to see how his martial techniques were now, but he never expected that the opponent would kneel down and beg for mercy after being hit a few times.
Xie Dao and Xie Jian were still kowtowing incessantly. They did not use their Celestial Chi and kowtowed until their foreheads were bleeding.
"Get up." Little Wingsy urged.
"Have mercy, Your Highness."
"Just get up already."
"Have mercy, Your Highness." Xie Dao and Xie Jian kowtowed even harder.
"Your Highness, what do we do now?" Nie Qingyun bowed and asked Little Wingsy.
Little Wingsy's lips thinned. These two men were too boring. Little Wingsy had never thought of killing them in the first place.
