Zhao Peng bent down and saluted respectfully, "Mr. Jiang, I have failed to restrain my men, leading to this grave mistake. I deserve to die a thousand deaths. Please punish me, Mr. Jiang!"
After speaking, Zhao Peng glared fiercely at Ah Xiong and said coldly, "Kneel down and apologize to Mr. Jiang!"
Ah Xiong's face was ashen, and with a thud, he knelt before Jiang Chuan, his body shaking like a sieve.
He had heard about Ah Fei's situation and was well aware of Jiang Chuan's fearsome reputation.
If he had known in advance that Jiang Xue was Jiang Chuan's own sister, the very man whom no one dared to provoke, even if he had been given a hundred brave hearts, he wouldn't have dared such actions!
At this moment, Ah Xiong's heart was filled with terror. He had no idea what fate awaited him.
He knelt before Jiang Chuan, kowtowing vigorously as if trembling like garlic.
