Mo Chen's long howl echoed in the empty main hall.
The million guests dared not breathe loudly, their hearts a mix of complex emotions.
Moved.
Confused.
Shocked.
Disdainful.
Each person's face displayed their own expressions, strange and varied.
A man's kneeling is worth gold.
Especially when the one kneeling is Mo Chen, the Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan.
The twelve Ancient Clans have never had a clan leader kneel to beg!
In a minor sense, it was a loss of face for the clan leader; in a larger sense, it was a disgrace to the entire Ancient Clan.
Some felt Mo Chen valued friendship and loyalty, making him admirable, while others felt doing this for merely one woman was not worth it.
But Mo Chen couldn't care less about the views and thoughts of a million people.
He had only one purpose, to make Lin Fan take action!
"Clan Leader, what are you doing?! Get up!"
Lin Fan was stunned for two seconds, hastily stepping aside to avoid Mo Chen's kneeling direction.
