A head fiercely slammed onto the ground, making a booming sound, with blood spreading everywhere.
Liu Sheng raised his head; his face, covered in blood, looked like a fierce ghost. He faced Wu Yong again and slammed his head down once more.
"Brother Wu Yong! It was my arrogance and haughtiness that disturbed you, Brother. Please forgive me!"
The world fell silent, with only the sound of Liu Sheng's kowtowing repeatedly echoing.
Wu Jiuling's face showed no smile, only a feeling of infinite sadness inside.
He wondered whether his disciple, whom he had treated like his own child, had ever experienced such a scene.
Beside him, Wu Yong laughed heartily, boldly crossing his arms, enjoying the show.
No one would pity Liu Sheng; if not for his arrogance and audacity, Su Changqing would not have been pushed to such extremities.
After a while, Liu Hongyun couldn't stand it anymore, glared at Su Changqing, and shouted:
