"..." Kim Il-tae.
"..." Everyone.
The whole scene was as silent as death, as if everyone was standing in a graveyard where one could clearly hear their own heartbeat, so quiet you could hear a pin drop!
Kim Il-tae's already heightened anxiety reached its peak as he received no reply from Chen Wei, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.
Realizing that this alone would not be enough to quell Chen Wei's anger,
he first bent his left knee, then his right.
Next, in front of everyone, he knelt down on the ground.
He bowed deeply, his forehead touching the floor, offering his highest apology to Chen Wei, "I beg the Heavenly God to forgive me."
In the face of death, dignity was worthless in Kim Il-tae's eyes.
To live on was to have everything.
"..." For the rest of the Special Forces who witnessed this, it was as if they had been struck by lightning, completely shocked.