"Brother Xiao, I was wrong yesterday. I, Wang Zhong, am here to apologize to you. I hope you can be the bigger person and forgive me! This will absolutely never happen again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhong slammed his head against the ground three times in loud kowtows, his forehead becoming smeared with dirt.
The wound on his forehead split open again, dripping fresh blood. It was a display of utmost sincerity.
Seeing this, Tushan Jing Ci remained silent, her eyes fixed on Xiao Mo.
As far as Tushan Jing Ci was concerned, she would support Xiao Mo whether he forgave the man or not.
Xiao Mo, too, stared down at Wang Zhong kneeling by his feet, seemingly lost in thought.
"Brother Wang, please get up. Since you've admitted your mistake, there's nothing more to be said. Let's just put this behind us."
After a long moment, Xiao Mo said to Wang Zhong, appearing to have let the matter go.
"Get up already!"
