"Mu Chaosong didn't know he had offended Lord Lin Tanyu, it's my fault, and I am willing to pledge loyalty to Lord Lin Tanyu," Mu Chaosong said, his head bowed.
Fu Shengxue and Mu Wanqing both shuddered slightly.
Especially Mu Wanqing, seeing her once mighty father, whom she had held in high esteem, now bowing to a young man, ignited a burning rage within her that nearly consumed her reason.
"No, what you said is false, you are not Lin Tanyu..." Mu Wanqing said, clenching her white fists and suddenly smashing them towards Lin Mo.
"Wanqing!"
Mu Chaosong's eyes widened as he sharply scolded, his face showing a look of horror.
The name Lin Tanyu was synonymous with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. This king's path was paved with the bones of countless strong men, and Lin Tanyu was certainly not a man known to spare women out of compassion.
