C1655 The Iron Blood Law of Civilization

Seeing Yang Ling's ugly expression, the mocking voices of the crowd became even louder. The king on the throne chuckled. "Brave wood element, I'm sorry, our soldiers have never had the habit of bowing to others, so I'll have to trouble you to pick it up yourself."

One thousand gold coins was not a small amount. If he picked it up, it would be equivalent to giving up his dignity