"No… No… Please forgive me, Elder Wenren… Have mercy…"
The noblewoman cried, her face was green and covered in snot.
Even nobles were separated into different ranks. This noblewoman may be able to show off in front of outsiders but not in front of Dong Zhuo and Wenren Jinghao. To them, she was just another ordinary person.
She had no way of fighting back. And those who were of the same rank as she was kept their mouths shut. They did not care if she lived or died.
"Do as Elder Wenren said!" Dong Zhuo said coldly.
The two men in chang pao continued to drag her out.
The expression on Wenren Jinghao's face did not change.
He spoke on behalf of the people who were gossiping because he was kind.
But he did not feel sorry for that noblewoman because he would not have become the Northern Wilderness Temple Elder if he was only kind!
