Zhao Chaun started to shivered and his legs were trembling under Venerable Wang's pressure. With a 'plob' his legs gave in, and he kneeled on the floor. "Master Wang, please forgive me. Give me a chance to make up my mistakes "
Prime Minister Zhao had never been in such a situation. Anger, shame, and humiliation filled his mind. He was the Prime Minister of the Yan Empire, he was below one above all. He had never suffered such a humiliation, but at this moment he had to endure it and lower his head to someone in such a poor state.
Venerable Wang didn't feel pity or sympathy towards Prime Minister Zhao, he looked down coldly at him and said, "How are you going to make up for it?"
Zhao Chuan breathed heavily and said, "My Zhao family has a rare and precious metal. It can be refined into a good set of acupuncture needles. I believe Master Wang will be interested in it".
Venerable Wang leaned forward, seemingly interested in what Zhao Chuan had just said.
