"You just said it." Jacob stretched out his right hand, and a flame kept rising in his palm. He said lightly, "When you were on the city wall, you were good at talking, weren't you?"
"My lord..." Dakota raised his head and tried his best to get up. Then, in front of everyone, he knelt down in front of Jacob and Kelcey. He cried with snot and tears streaming down his face, "My lords, it's my fault. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have offended you."
"I am born to be a b*tch. My lord, please don't lower yourself to the same level as me. Just treat me as a fart. Just let me go. I don't dare to do such a thing anymore."
Jacob and Kelcey were depressed when they heard that. They looked at each other and wondered why they had met such a coward.
"My lord?" Dakota crawled forward and tried to hold Jacob's leg, but Jacob dodged it. Dakota then tried to hold Kelcey's leg, but was kicked away by her.