&Quot; young master, please spare me ... Young master Chen, please spare me ... Please spare me ... &Quot;
From the burnt body of the Tiger, a nascent soul in the form of a little tiger flew out and kneeled in front of Chen Xiaobei, begging for mercy. It did not dare to have any other thoughts!
After experiencing Chen Xiaobei's terrifying attack, Zhan Lu knew that his nascent soul could not escape from Chen Xiaobei's palm!
There was no other way out except to beg for mercy!
"Heh, if I remember correctly, you just said that I'm not fit to be called 'gongzi'? But now, you're calling out so affectionately? Isn't this just slapping his own face?"
Chen Xiaobei's tone was cold, and the murderous look in his eyes did not weaken even though Zhan Lu was begging for mercy.
"It's all my fault! It's all my fault for looking down on people! It's all my fault for failing to recognize Mount Tai!"
