Immediately, someone directly knelt down with a "plop".
"I know I was wrong... Mrs. Emperor, please forgive me for being unreasonable. After our power... we will definitely look up to Lord Emperor in the future!"
It was a relatively young young man, who looked no more than twenty years old, and his face was full of fear.
To be honest, Ye Qingluo really didn't have much interest in these people.
From the bottom of her heart, she didn't intend to get involved with any force.
They flattered Mu Qiulan and belittled her behavior, but she didn't care at all.
But obviously, these mysterious practitioners who felt guilty were afraid that Ye Qingluo would retaliate against them for this.
Ye Qingluo felt a little funny.
Obviously a group of elites living in the upper class.
But it was so easy to be instigated.
She didn't even bother to pay attention to these forces.
"Madam Emperor... I was also forced, you can't do this... I have already apologized, and I begged you on my knees, why don't you forgive me... We are just forced to... Not voluntarily, everything, everything It's all that bitch..."
The young man kowtowed vigorously while speaking.
The whole face was full of ferocity and distortion.
Many powerful people couldn't help frowning when they heard the young man's words.
It can also be seen that this is definitely just a small force that can't get on the stage.
However, everyone did not stop it.
The young man was allowed to kowtow on the ground and beg for mercy.
This is also the attitude of everyone, taking the young man to test Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo didn't express any attitude, but Tang Beiyuan on the side laughed angrily: "Forced? Who forced you? Who put a knife on your neck and forced you to hug Mu Qiulan's thigh?"
"Still forced by helplessness? Don't be ridiculous, okay? Why are you forced to do so? Then... what about those people? Why don't you see those forces, like you, all kinds of flattering Mu Qiulan?"
While talking, Tang Beiyuan pointed to those forces standing beside Patriarch Qiao who had never expressed their opinion from the beginning to the end.
Although these forces stood in line with Ye Qingluo when Mu Qiulan was talking nonsense, they didn't follow Mu Qiulan either.
Those begging for mercy blushed and bowed their heads in shame.
Tang Beiyuan continued: "Don't apologize, just forgive your words. I will kill you and apologize to you again, do you accept it? Huh?"
"I...I..." The young man was so maddened by Tang Beiyuan that he couldn't even speak a word.
"What? You have to forgive if you don't apologize?" Tang Beiyuan sneered.
The young man blushed and did not answer.
Ye Qingluo grabbed Tang Beiyuan's arm, and said flatly, "Forget it, there's no need to waste time for him, let's go gather treasures."
Tang Beiyuan cast a cold glance at the young man, and walked forward with Ye Qingluo without saying a word.
Tang Beiyuan scolded her.
All the people from the surrounding forces all involuntarily moved out of the way.
No one dared to speak again.
The young man kneeling on the ground raised his head little by little.
Looking at the two distant figures.
Tang Beiyuan's sarcastic words were in his ears.
The young man's ferocious and distorted face became more and more terrifying.
His eyes were filled with crazy killing intent.
He suddenly rushed towards the two figures from behind: "You won't let me live, and I won't let you live either! If you don't forgive me, I will die when I return to the family! I want you to be buried with me, I want you to be buried with me—"