Upon seeing Xiong Changgui kneel, Nie Zhenbang's heart sank. He understood Xiong Changgui's character well. This was a stubborn soldier born and raised in the countryside. But here he is, kneeling.
Yet, this genuflection of his only stoked Nie Zhenbang's fury. His eyes fixed on Xiong Changgui, Nie Zhenbang roared, "You're kneeling now! Now you know to kneel. Where were you earlier? You got guts, tavern keeper. Knew how to use a gun, didn't you? Used it well too. Even managed to kill your own countrymen. A headshot with each bullet, deadly with every shot. The skills that the country has taught you, well utilized indeed."
"Crown Prince, don't..." Xiong Changgui lamented, "I know, I know my sin is unforgivable. But these people, they deserved to die. They were all ready to bury me, my parents, and my sister. I had no other choice. No other choice!" Xiong Changgui wept bitterly.
