After turning off the mind-reading skill, Yu Huang noticed that after Zhan Jiuxiao saw Zhan Jianxue apologize to Yu Huang, his gaze finally became satisfied.
His satisfaction made Zhan Jianxue heave a sigh of relief.
As Yu Huang blinked her thick and curly eyelashes, she heard Zhan Jianxue say sincerely, "I relied on my identity and background to commit crimes in the Doomsday Battlefield and maliciously cut off one of your arms. After my father and the elders of the clan's teachings, I realized how wrong I was back then."
"Today, I will use tea as wine to apologize to you. I hope that you can be magnanimous enough to forgive me and don't stoop to the level of a boorish woman like me." With that said, Zhan Jianxue took a small step forward and bent down even lower as she handed the cup of tea above her head to Yu Huang.
"Madam Yu Huang, please drink this cup of tea and forgive me for my mistake." Zhan Jianxue held the teacup tightly.
