Zhao Xuan laughed wildly and snapped his fingers, saying to the flunkies beside him, "Tell me, what kind of person am I, and how huge is the gap compared to a useless peasant like him!"
The flunkies immediately nodded, then stepped forward, looked at Qin Heng with extreme arrogance, and sneered, "You two little bastards have offended our Master Zhao. Your lives are finished!"
"Do you know who our Master Zhao is!? He's the youngest son of the Family Head of the Zhao family, one of the three prominent families in Qinglong City."
"Our Family Head spoils Master Zhao greatly, he wouldn't let him suffer the slightest grievance. Your actions earlier have already displeased Master Zhao. If the Family Head finds out, he will grind you into dust!"
"Exactly! Trash like you dare to upset our Master Zhao! Even killing you on the spot would be justified!"
"However, since Master Zhao wants to hear you beg for mercy, hurry up and kneel down! Kneel down and beg!"
