Zuo Datong, who was laying flat on the ground begging Elder Hu Sheng, did not notice the man coming in and continued bawling his eyes out.
Elder Hu Sheng was slightly embarrassed, but continued to maintain his stature as he sat there unmoving. "Mantian, you’re back, it’s good to see that you are fine." He said flatly.
Zuo Datong’s cries stopped instantly, almost as if he was a cock who had its throat stepped on.
After which, he rose and began to tremble.
The fear in his heart had reached a maximum!
Zhao Mantian flashed a smile at Hu Sheng and bowed, clasping his fist, "Mantian requests an audience with Elder Hu Sheng."
Hu Sheng nodded and said, "It’s good that you’re back, next time... don’t be so foolish! I’m sure that you’ve heard that Qing Qiu is in turmoil. Datong... had not handled some situations properly."
As Hu Sheng spoke, he paid special attention to Zhao Mantian’s expression.