Kneel? Or not to kneel?
Deng Shu gritted his teeth, refusing to kneel. He was the pride of the younger generation at the Penglai Sword Pavilion and had hopes of becoming the next Pavilion Master. If he knelt before a few mere Loose Cultivators today, how could he ever command respect in the future?
So, I will not kneel!
Deng Shu's eyes were bloodshot as he bore the pressure, heavy as a mountain. His legs were nearly twisted, yet he stubbornly tried to straighten his back. Pride in their Sect Gate led the others to make the same decision.
"Good!" Qian Xiao couldn't help but shout in admiration for their unyielding spirit.
Yun Jin kicked Qian Xiao irritably. "You were just calling me a traitor. Who's the real traitor now? Whose side are you on!"
Qian Xiao stammered, "Hmph! How unrepentant!"
Yun Jin was speechless. Alright then. Little Qian, you really are shameless.
