Elder Shoumei's face changed again and again upon hearing these words; his beard bristled and his hair appeared to fly in rage, clearly reaching the peak of fury.
"Fine, I will kneel, hoping you keep your word!"
Elder Shoumei gritted his teeth and decided to bow his head.
He was filled with guilt, as both his disciples were injured due to his own mistakes.
"I'll kowtow to you, no problem. But you must ensure all five of my disciples are brought out of Sword Tomb safely." Elder Shoumei's meaning was evident: he was willing to sacrifice his old life.
However, all five disciples must live.
"Damn, do you think your kneeling is worth that much? And you want me to ensure all five of your disciples get out safely? I am no nanny. However, your female disciple is indeed quite beautiful. If she were to become a concubine for me and you kowtow a few more times, then I might consider it."
