C45 Third Layer

"Young Master Luv Xian, Uncle Luv Xian, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

"Please don't kill me, just treat me like a dog."

Xue Lang continuously kowtowed to Luv Xian in fear. People like him often lived on swords and sabers, and he knew very well that as long as his life was there, his dignity would not matter at all.

The others also started to beg for mercy in front of Luv Xian