On the long street.
Basically, the crowd on the street, whether they were peddlers or martial artists, were in a dazed state.
The jam-packed long street was quiet, not a sound from birds or people.
Thud, thud, thud.
Only the synchronized sound of footsteps and foreheads hitting the ground, sending a tremor through everyone's hearts.
Before long, Ding Yu and others kept kowtowing every ten steps, having walked half the long street.
In the third building.
He Run stood on the balcony, his face as solemn as water.
Originally, the plan was to watch Lin Yuan endure insults tomorrow and use this as a turning point to completely win over the Shufeng faction.
However, Ding Yu's actions far exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Today, no one can save the Yun Huan faction." A cold glint flashed in He Run's eyes as he promptly instructed the attendant beside him, "Have Shen Shuyan come to see me."
Time passed, about half an incense stick's worth.
