Jiang Youzhi quietly watched Jiang Rong.
Jiang Hua looked at Jiang Rong and then at Jiang Youzhi. Suddenly, a bright idea struck him, and he kicked Jiang Rong in the back of the knee, "Second Brother, quickly kowtow to Mr. Lin and beg for his forgiveness."
Jiang Rong's knees bent, and he knelt on the ground.
He looked up at Lin Shuo, who was watching him with a faint smile. The sword in Lin Shuo's hand was still unsheathed.
Jiang Rong was overcome with fear and heavily kowtowed several times.
Jiang Youzhi cupped his hands towards Lin Shuo, "Brother Lin, please forgive us. People from the countryside don't know proper manners. I hope you can overlook this on my account."
Lin Shuo snorted, sheathed his sword, and turned around saying, "Let's go."
Jiang Youzhi followed Lin Shuo out the door.
No one in the room dared to step forward to stop them. In fact, no one even dared to say a word. Si Lang looked at the imposing Lin Shuo, his eyes overflowing with envy.
