Sure Enough, the Strong Are Still Respected

"So you're Huangfu. I'm sorry for my rudeness. Please forgive me if I offended you." Zhang Shizhao wiped his sweat and cupped his hands uneasily.

"No worries." Huangfu Qingjue smiled.

Although Huangfu Qingjue said so, Zhang Shizhao couldn't help but feel uneasy and didn't know what to say. He was afraid that he might say something wrong and offend him.

"Let's help the people first." Ling Chuxi saw how Zhang Shizhao's face trembled nervously and found it funny. As expected, the strong were respected. When he was facing her, Zhang Shizhao was afraid too, but he hadn't been as scared as he was now.

"Yes, my Lady." Zhang Shizhao quickly nodded and ordered the guards to help the others.