Wang Xuanqing did not dare to talk back, and immediately dropped to his knees. Seeing that the superior had knelt, how could his subordinates dare to remain standing? One after another, they dropped to their knees and stayed there.
Qi Jian looked slightly hesitant. After all, he was a Netherrunner, and his status was somewhat different from these wandering ghosts. Taking advantage of his hesitation, Qiran hurried forward, sliding on his knees right up to Fang Chen:
"Underworld Monarch Fang, please forgive this humble person for being blind and failing to recognize a person of consequence. In all the years since my death, I have actually been reflecting on my own behavior. It was only because I still harbored resentment in my heart that I spoke insolently just now!"
Seeing how intense his son's desire to survive was, Qi Jian sighed softly, stepped forward, and slowly knelt before Fang Chen:
"Please forgive us, Underworld Monarch Fang."
"You hold the position of Spirit Immortal within the Blood Spirit Cult, don't you?"
Fang Chen asked with a faint smile.
Chapter 386