Chapter 1032: The Treasured Artifact of the God Sect

```

...

"Do you think, if I just wipe my shoes with my sleeve, that Lan Zun won't hold a grudge against me anymore?" Du Pan asked with lifeless eyes.

The other swollen-faced members of the White Dragon Divine Sect didn't know how to respond.

Stop lying to yourself.

Do you really have no idea how foul your feet stink?

Sect Master, we're dead meat either way.

"You slapped quite well, achieving the effect I expected, so I forgive you for your previous shouting and insults," Zhu Minglang said to Du Pan.

Du Pan seemed to be heartbroken.

But then he glanced at Zhu Minglang's Moon Blessing White Dragon and then at the even more powerful Xuanlong.

A trace of light suddenly revived in his eyes.

He quickly knelt down, and began kowtowing to Zhu Minglang, pleading, "I was blind to true greatness, truly blind, Junior Master, I beg of you, please show mercy..."

"I already said I forgave you, you can go now," Zhu Minglang said.

"But Lan Zun won't let me off!" Du Pan said.