However, Zhang Long had made a mistake.
That was that Yang Chen never intended to beg for mercy from the beginning; it was just Zhang Long who thought that the mere mention of the Horse-thief Gang was enough to scare him off.
Yang Chen sneered, "Zhang Long, you really are merciful towards me, just a few kowtows on the ground and we can settle our grievances."
"Of course, I know you, Yang Chen, are a remarkable person. If it were someone else, even if they knelt and begged for mercy, they wouldn't be spared from death!" Zhang Long said arrogantly.
"Really? So, I should take your 'kindness' then?" Yang Chen narrowed his eyes.
"Yang Chen, indeed, you have to do that. Otherwise, both your Yang family and you will die. Under the iron hooves of the Horse-thief Gang, your Yang family is nothing, and you are just a minor character. You should know which is more important." Zhang Long said coldly.
