"Thud!" With that sound, Ma Xuewen knelt before Ye Chenfeng. Offending the founder of the Victory Sky Society was no joke. If the Victory Sky Society wanted to crush him, wouldn't it be as easy as lifting a finger? There's a saying that a man's knees are as precious as gold, but at this moment, for Ma Xuewen, all that was crap. What mattered most was leaving Tianhai alive and unharmed.
"President Ye, it's my fault for not recognizing a great man when I see one. I have looked down upon others with my 'dog eyes'. I beg you to see that I am a classmate of Zhao Wanting and to let bygones be bygones just this once, as if this was all just a fart!" Ma Xuewen debased himself incessantly, hoping to earn Ye Chenfeng's forgiveness.
