Ye Xunhuan's piercing voice echoed in his ears, and Mu Yingting, kneeling on the ground, experienced a tremendous shock not only to his aged body but also to his face, filled with anger and a strong sense of humiliation in his heart, which thickened to the extreme in an instant.
For a time, Mu Yingting's entire body trembled uncontrollably, and at the same time, his fists clenched even tighter. His fingernails had embedded into his flesh, yet he felt no pain at all!
Frustration!
At this moment, Mu Yingting's heart was completely filled with a sense of frustration, causing his facial expression to start changing unpredictably.
"What's the matter, old man, you still want to test my patience?"
Hearing this from Ye Xunhuan, Mu Yingting slowly lowered his head, starting to kowtow to Su Guyan with a face full of anger yet unwillingness, "Miss Su, you are generous, I hope you can spare us..."