Zhang Biao's apology was heartfelt; his expression was sincere, and his face was filled with guilt.
It was obviously a genuine apology to Ye Feng, rather than just going through the motions.
Ye Feng wasn't one to quibble over the small stuff, and besides, the whole matter had been instigated by Wang Gang; Zhang Biao had simply been used by him.
There were no real deep-seated grudges between the two men.
Seeing that the other party had given him an out, he let it go graciously.
"Uncle Biao, you are too courteous!"
While speaking, he extended his hand and patted Zhang Biao's shoulder, then grabbed Zhang Biao's arm and twisted it gently.
A series of "crackling" sounds came from the bones rubbing together.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Uncle Biao, I was a bit too vigorous just now, my apologies!"
Zhang Biao raised his arm in surprise and discovered that the arm that had been broken earlier was miraculously healed, exclaiming, "Hey, you've got some skills, kid!"