When Liu Han saw Shen Xiuyong, his brows knitted even tighter.
He had, of course, heard of Shen Xiuyong. An Elder of the Wutai Sect's Li Fire Institute, his strength was unfathomable. He was also greedy and cunning; Liu Han knew he couldn't hope to gain any advantage over him.
At this thought, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the rage in his heart.
"So it is Elder Shen."
Liu Han cupped his fists, his tone softening slightly. "This whole affair is a misunderstanding. My subordinate was insolent and offended your sect's Steward. I apologize on his behalf."
His gaze shifted to Chen Qing. "I ask that you be merciful, Brother. Let him go, and the Liu Family will be sure to compensate you."
Shen Xiuyong chuckled slyly and looked at Chen Qing. "Nephew, Young Master Liu has spoken. Why not show him some courtesy?"
Chen Qing remained expressionless as he relaxed his grip.
