The onlookers were all staring at Zhou Yong as if they were watching an idiot. What's going on? You come here looking for trouble with Hu Yong? Isn't that seeking death?
Zhou Yong also realized something was wrong. Seeing Xie Yu's icy expression, his face turned ghostly pale in an instant.
Without any hesitation, Zhou Yong immediately threw away the weapon in his hand, his voice trembling as he said, "Young Master Xie, I'm really sorry, I … I didn't know that Mr. Hu knew you. I … I won't dare do it again. You're a great man, please … please let me go …"
As he spoke, Zhou Yong quietly tried to retreat and leave.
"Did I say you could leave?" Xie Yu's eyebrows furrowed.
Terrified, Zhou Yong shuddered and instantly stopped, his expression looking as if he were about to cry, and he said in a trembling voice, "Young Master Xie, I'm really sorry, I … I truly didn't know. If I had known that Mr. Hu was your friend, I wouldn't dare to trouble him … even if it killed me …"
