Guo Fengxian and the God of Gamblers cowered behind their bodyguards, pathetically pleading for mercy.
"Lord Ye, I didn't know before that you are a guest of honor of the Tang Family. Now that I know, I dare not oppose you anymore. As long as you spare us this time, we will definitely mend our ways and never dare to go against the Tang Family again, or appear in front of you, Lord Ye." Guo Fengxian pleaded with a face full of sorrow.
"Lord Ye, we are still of use to you. Instead of dirtying your hands by killing us, it's better to give us an opportunity to correct our mistakes." The God of Gamblers pleaded earnestly.
The two had no choice but to beg for their lives when faced with life and death. If they could survive, they wouldn't truly repent, and both of them knew it well because the pressure from the Thirteenth Elder left them powerless to disobey.
