It is commonly said that one should kneel to the heavens, the earth, and one's parents, Wufu knew this, but although she knew, she had never actually kneeled to anyone in either of her two lifetimes.
And in this ancient era, she also knew that kneeling before one's elders and kowtowing was the most ordinary thing to do.
However, what was ordinary for other people was difficult for Wufu.
If it were an elder she respected, then kneeling would not be an issue, for she was not a man to believe in the saying that "one's knees are worth gold."
But who were these people? They were the people who wished she would disappear forever. Could Wufu actually kneel to such people?
That was simply laughable!
As a small cushion was placed at Wufu's feet, the room suddenly became quiet, and all eyes fell on her.
Wufu smiled, lifted her head, and her dark eyes gazed at the person in front of her.
Somehow, some people felt the air turn colder all of a sudden, and they rubbed their arms uneasily.