A huge question mark appeared in the minds of Jiang Ye's parents, everyone in the Jiang family, and also in the minds of Wan Tinglin's family of three.
However, they didn't have much thought to think about this matter, as their hearts were already filled with fear.
At first, they thought it was a little ant that could be easily crushed to death. Who would have thought that it was actually an invisible dragon!?
How to do how to do?
Even the old man respects him as a god. If he wants to take revenge on our Wan family, how can our Wan family cope with it?
At this point, the whole family was completely panicked. They were so panicked that they wished they could rush over to apologize to Jiang Ye sincerely and pay compensation.
"Tinglin, Tinglin, who exactly did you offend?"
All fathers and mothers are overwhelmed with sorrow.
Wan Tinglin's face was ashen. He stared blankly at Jiang Hua and Jiang Yan, who were as frightened as sculptures. He didn't even have the strength to scold these two people for hurting him.
Suddenly, Wan Tinglin's body trembled violently.
He saw Jiang Ye's gaze cast over him.
The arrogant Wan Tinglin immediately lowered his proud head.
"What did you say before?"
Jiang Ye asked calmly.
"me……"
Wan Tinglin stammered, his body shaking like chaff.
Pretending to be brave, he raised his head and looked at his grandfather.
Sun Zhensheng's face was indifferent and he didn't even look at him.
Wan Tinglin's heart felt like it was falling into a bottomless abyss, and a chill shot straight up from his tailbone.
This Jiang Ye is so incredible. Grandpa's awe of him has reached such an extent that for fear of offending him, he doesn't even dare to come forward to intercede for me over such a trivial matter.
Thinking of this, the pride and dignity of a wealthy family were all thrown aside.
Wan Tinglin is completely dominated by the instinct of survival.
"thump!"
He fell to his knees.
"Mr. Jiang, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. You can just treat my words as farts and don't argue with me, okay?"
"When I raced with you, I used dirty means first, and then I insisted on messing around. It's all my fault. I, I apologize to you!"
"I'm just asking you what requests you made of me before."
Jiang Ye's voice was calm and he asked again.
"This, this..."
Wan Tinglin thought for a while and finally remembered.
"I, I said, only if you kneel down and kowtow to my parents and me and beg for mercy, can I be merciful and spare you..."
Jiang Ye nodded slightly.
"I've always been clear about grudges. Since you think that's more appropriate, then just do it."
At this point, how can Wan Ting Lin still dare to say "no"?
He knelt down on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and begged for mercy while doing so.
He knew that a big shot like Jiang Ye could not be fooled easily, so he did not dare to cheat, and the kowtow was so real that after more than a dozen kowtows, there was already blood on his forehead.
Wan's father and Wan's mother felt heartbroken when they saw him. They wanted to intercede for their son, but they didn't dare to speak rashly, so they had to look at Sun Zhensheng for help.
Sun Zhensheng's expression was as indifferent as ever, as if the person kowtowing violently was not his biological grandson, but just a stranger who had nothing to do with him.
The person who can be the head of the most wealthy family in Zhejiang Province is not an ordinary person after all.
For Sun Zhensheng, who had really seen Jiang Ye's power and almost lost his life in Jiang Ye's hands, let alone a grandson kowtow to Jiang Ye, even if his own grandson was beheaded by Jiang Ye in front of him, he would also
He will never stop him, but will help him to make up for it and say "Mr. Jiang killed well!"
Because he knows that no matter what someone like Jiang Ye wants to do, you can't stop him. Instead, he will arouse the other person's anger, which may lead to him getting burned.
The huge old Jiang family house was silent, except for the "bang bang bang" sound of Wan Tinglin's frantic kowtow.
His forehead was dripping with blood, and his whole head seemed to be a gourd of blood, which looked quite oozing.
At this time, Mr. Jiang glanced at Sun Zhensheng, rolled his eyes, and said: "Xiaoye, I think Master Wan does know his mistake, and he has already paid the price, otherwise, forget it?"
Jiang Ye smiled coldly, with disdain in his eyes: "Who are you? Just forget it if you say so?"