Su Wuming was so frightened that his voice was filled with choked tears.
As he spoke, he hurriedly bowed and apologized to Si Zhu and the little maidservant in her arms.
"I deserve to die. My mouth is cheap! Please spare me!"
"Shut up!" Seeing that he was so unbearable, Xiao Yang stopped him. "If you make a mistake, you have to be punished!"
"Master, must it be like this? Can't we change the punishment?!" Shen Lieshuang felt that there was no need to ruin the future of his two genius disciples for the sake of two mere servants.
Severing an arm, even if it was reattached, would be greatly affected in the future.
"Gang Leader Shui?" Shen Lieshuang looked at Shui Jingfeng, wanting him to smooth things over.
"Actually…" Shui Jingfeng was in a difficult position.
Rumble!
In an instant, golden light flickered above the clouds, followed by the sound of thunder.