Qin Yang still had some fear of his father.
Very nervous at heart.
Just like before in the clan, he was the little overlord of the clan, afraid of no one except the appearance of his father.
And now, even more so.
He had stolen the treasures from the clan, and now his father had personally come to handle him. The outcome was predictable, absolutely tragic.
Now his father was asking him to kneel.
Should he kneel or not?
Qin Yang fell into contemplation. If he knelt, he would truly lose face.
After contemplating for a moment.
Qin Yang said, "Father, there are so many people around here, can you give me some face? I know what I did was excessive, but didn't you once say that for a friend, you'd insert the knife with both blades? What I did was for my good friends, my brothers."
"Kneel." Emperor Qin didn't want to hear any explanations from Qin Yang.
The rage in his heart burned.
"Father, don't be like this, I'm telling the truth." Qin Yang said.
