"Can you handle my son's fight now?" Jun Shiyan asked politely as he looked at the director again.
The director was so scared that his legs were trembling. Even commoners would have heard of the Third Master's famous name. He had not expected to see the Third Master in his lifetime. "Yes, we can do it immediately. I'll get someone to send the footage over."
"There's no need for that. It's our fault. My son and wife were in the wrong. Third Master, please forgive us!" District Mayor Xie endured the pain of his broken knee and apologized hurriedly. "Third Master, I'm sorry. It's all our fault. Please let us off this time. I have elders and children to take care of. Please."
Xie Junhao's mother's face was ashen as she watched her husband apologize and plead like a sorry *ss. Her heart sank. Oh no, their lives were over. They had offended someone they shouldn't have.