"Then do you accept this?" Shadow Three's expression softened a bit.
"Thirteen accepts, Thirteen is convinced both in heart and by mouth," Shadow Thirteen's attitude was very sincere. He knew he had indeed made a big mistake. Fortunately, the young madam was unharmed, otherwise, no matter how many times he died, it wouldn't be enough to atone for his sins. He also understood that Elder Brother Three was doing this for his own good—a beating could at least make the young master less angry. Otherwise, he feared he might lose even the chance to stay.
Only then did Shadow Three let out a sigh of relief, thankfully Thirteen wasn't foolish: "We've been training since we were little, you should know the rules of the Shadow Sect, but these past two years, with the young master away, you all seem to have slackened..."
"I won't dare to do it again," Shadow Thirteen regretfully said.
"Thirteen needs to apply medicine quickly," Shadow Seven frowned.
