Zhao Luo with a sincere smile on his face watched the disciples who were bowing to him as they showed him their gratitude.
"Brother, have you forgiven me too?"
Zhao Luo heard a disciple saying.
'Nod.'
Zhao Luo nodded but the situation didn't end there.
After a moment, the disciples would come up to him one by one and speak to him just to confirm if Zhao Luo didn't hold anything against them.
"Yes, yes, it's okay."
Zhao Luo kept on telling them but there was no end.
Everyone wanted to confirm for themselves.
After the 40th person coming up to Zhao Luo just to confirm that Zhao Luo was annoyed to the brink of explosion.
'Shwaa.'
Zhao Luo brought out his sword from his storage space.
He had chosen Blackey for this occasion.
"The next one who walks up to me will have his head fall to the ground.*Ting*. I already said I won't hold any grudge against you so stop bugging me."
