C785 Dongfang Biying

"Zhang Xing, please, I'm begging you—don't kill me. Whatever you want, I'll agree to it," Li Jiu pleaded desperately.

"Don't kill me, please! I can persuade His Majesty the Emperor to appoint you as a high-ranking official. I'll give you a city, no, two cities..." His voice trailed off as he continued to kowtow, his once-neat hair now disheveled, his luxurious clothing covered in dust