Fulin raised his head briefly and glanced at the three people present. Then, he stood up from the chair and knelt in front of Han Sanqian and Su Yingxia, lowering his head.
"I know that the crimes we did to you when we were supporting our family are countless, and I also know that it is meaningless to apologize now."
"We have hurt you and your wife, and the hurt is extremely deep. As the most representative figure of the Fu family stranded in this city, and also Fu Mei's biological brother, I know why I was called here late at night.
.But as you said, many of them cannot participate in the decision-making, so I hope that after you kill me, you will let go of the other people stranded in the Fu family."
After saying this, Fulin kowtowed three times to Han Sanqianliang and his wife.
Every time he kowtowed, he was so powerful that the floor made a loud bang when he hit it. From this point alone, it was enough to show that Fulin's attitude was not very good.
In fact, Fulin did the same.
Thinking about the remaining Fu family members in Gailuocheng, as a relative, how could he not feel pity for them?
After all, we are all downgraded people in the world.
"A group of people from the Fu family trapped my wife and daughter, and even betrayed their trust and killed my brother. They were both public and private. I will never be soft on the Fu family. However, after all, the Fu family is my wife's natal family, so whether you live or die is up to me.
You must respect my wife’s opinion,” Han Sanqian said.
Seeing Han Sanqian looking over, Su Yingxia sighed: "Yingxia is not the one who supports the family. Sanqian, everything is up to you."
"Okay, that's it." Han Sanqian stood up and shouted to Mo Yang: "Bring the sword."
Mo Yang moved his hand and threw the sword in his hand directly to Han Sanqian.
He took the sword and pulled it directly, and the sword was immediately unsheathed with a cold light.
Fulin closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, waiting for death to come.
As soon as the sword shadow flashed, he suddenly felt that the sword had not reached his body, but he could clearly feel its chill. When he opened his eyes and looked, he saw the sword right in front of his eyes.
horizontal?!
He suddenly woke up, raised his head, and was shocked to find that Han Sanqian did not kill him with a sword, but instead placed the sword horizontally in front of him in the air.
"I'm just giving you a sword, why are you so nervous?" Han Sanqian said with a smile, "Do you like it? If you like it, just accept it."
Fulin was a little confused, but since Han Sanqian had already asked, he had no choice but to quickly answer: "I like it."
"Take it."
He was a little afraid to take it, but in the end he took it bravely.
"This sword is a good treasure. I ordered Mo Yang to engrave it with the word "this", which means that it will represent the city lord who should fall into the city in the future." Han Sanqian said.
Snap!
Upon hearing this, Fu Lin's hand softened, and the sword fell directly to the ground, making a loud noise. He turned pale and was completely at a loss for a moment. He wanted to pick up the sword but did not dare to do it.
"Fu Lin, I have already said that this sword is equivalent to the jade seal of the lord of a city, do you just let it fall from your hand like this? In the future, if someone else attacks the city, won't you still do this?
"Han Sanqian said slightly dissatisfied.
Fulin was even more confused. What did Han Sanqian mean? Did he mean that he should be the city lord who should fall into the city?!
But, how is this possible?
He killed himself to make it quick, and he was grateful enough. How could it be possible that not only did he not kill himself, but he also...
He even suspected that he was dreaming.
"Since Sanqian has given you the rightful position of City Lord, what you should do is straighten your back and work hard. Why are you standing still? Why don't you pick up the sword quickly?" Mo Yang shouted.
Fulin quickly picked up the sword, but he still looked at Han Sanqian in an extremely dumbfounded manner.
He couldn't understand, and he didn't even know which song Han Sanqian was singing.
"Get up, as the lord of a city, how can you kneel down to others casually?" Han Sanqian looked at Fu Lin with a smile and said softly.
Fu Lin didn't dare to get up, but he suddenly collapsed and sat on the ground holding the sword, crying loudly: "You...what do you want?"
