"Disciple Zhou Yan meets and hears the Lord Protector."
Therefore, because of these relationships, Zhou Yan was still very honest in front of Uncle Wen.
"I'm not talking about you, Zhou Yan. This is your fault anyway."
Uncle Wen didn't say it clearly, but Zhou Yan already understood. Besides, he didn't have the courage to disobey Uncle Wen - the prince couldn't beat him.
"It's the disciple's fault."
"Then apologize to Lanzhi properly."
"Apologize?"
Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, his mouth twitched, and he was shocked inside. He had already generously admitted that it was his fault, and he was still asked to lower his posture to apologize to a woman?
Is there any mistake?
Although he doesn't fight with women, he doesn't give in to women in everything. In fact, Zhou Yan is quite chauvinistic and he can't lower his head.
"Why? Are you so reluctant to apologize to me? Didn't you admit that it was your fault? You are a stingy man!"
When Lan Zhi said this, Zhou Yan became even more unhappy.
"Why should I admit my mistake to you, this unruly lady? Just because I admit that I was wrong doesn't mean I have to apologize to you."
Zhou Yan just refused to let go, which made Miss Lanzhi so angry that she almost died.
He, Zhou Yan, has a way to make Lan Zhi angry.
"You! You! Who is Miss Diaoman!"
"Isn't it you?"
Zhou Yan felt confident because he felt that what he said was not wrong at all. Lanzhi was a unruly and willful young lady who acted unscrupulously because of Uncle Wen's favor.
Seeing that Lan Zhi was about to be bullied and cry, Uncle Wen couldn't sit still.
His eyes were cold, like an ice cellar in the harsh winter, without a trace of warmth, which could make anyone tremble with fear.
Zhou Yan quickly noticed the changes in his surroundings. The huge "qi" floating in Uncle Wen's body was so obvious that it made people breathless. He finally understood that he seemed to have angered Uncle Wen.
Other things don't matter, but the de facto leader of [Yam Luo] puts huge pressure on Zhou Yan.
The pressure made it difficult for him to even stand. Zhou Yan forced himself to hold on, his forehead was sweating and his legs were shaking. He wanted to hold the sword and pull it out, but he could not do it.
In the face of majesty, even taking one more step is difficult.
Wen Bo only released a small amount of Qi and was able to make everyone lose their attack power without even moving his hands. Even Zhou Yan, who was at a high level among his disciples, could not move at all.
"I...I understand, Lanzhi is my fault, and I apologize to you."
"This is the right thing to do, isn't it Master?"
Good men don't fight with women, Zhou Yan comforted himself like this.
It took great difficulty for the prince to become a member of [Yam Luo], and these things were easily spread.
The prince lowered his head and thought dully, feeling that he had been greatly wronged. He also wanted to go to the master to cry and complain, and to find the master to judge, but he would not be like a certain woman.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it.
However, because the prince did not look up at the road and was too focused, he bumped into someone.
If you are a soldier or a subordinate, even if you are a higher-level organization, but your ability is not as good as the prince's, you must be frightened. Anyway, it is their fault, not the prince's fault.
However, the person he hit this time didn't think so.
"Hey! Boy, do you want to run away after bumping into someone? Isn't this too outrageous? Shouldn't you apologize and kowtow to be sincere?"
After saying that, one of the people who was hit picked up Zhou Yan's collar like a chicken, and Zhou Yan suddenly became angry.