"Oh, Brother Yu, it seems that your sincerity isn't quite sufficient!"
Wu Zhong didn't even deign to look at Yu Sanliu directly—the disparity in their status was clear.
Instead, he pressured Yu Biao.
Now, holding the advantage, he was not afraid of Yu Biao refusing to compromise!
Sure enough, Yu Biao couldn't withstand the pressure!
First, whether intentional or not, his side was truly in the wrong.
Second, he himself was injured, and indeed, his strength was somewhat less than Wu Zhong's!
Unable to fight and without just cause, he could no longer be forceful.
"Hmm, Brother Wu, we agree to your terms, but this public apology really puts us in a difficult position. Could we maybe offer more silver coin to settle this matter?"
"Not possible!"
Wu Zhong flatly refused.
"We're seeking justice, not extortion. A face-to-face apology is a must!"
