Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 463: Apologize and beg them for forgiveness
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Prince Jing's pained face turned pale, and his cold sweat broke out: "You humble person! How dare you do something to this king! I'm going to kill you and kill you!"
He gasped in pain, tears bursting out of his eyes.
While pulling his throat, shouting the group of predators behind him: "You will not arrest this lowly civilian for this king! This king wants to bring him back to the palace!"
But none of that group dared to step forward.
Yuchipeng also lowered his head, pretending not to see this scene.
Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows interestingly, retracted the feather fan, and returned to her team.
"Who is this young man? Even the prince is not afraid of offending, and Yu Chipeng has become a dog." Yan Xiaoyi stared at the young man with curiosity in her eyes.
Ni Ruopan bit his lip and thought for a moment: "I have investigated, the trade union president of the mercenary union has the surname Mo, and Wei Chipeng called him Young Master Mo... Then this person should be the son of the trade union president, mercenary. The young master of the union, Mo Hanshang."
"The young master of the mercenary union? It's no wonder that Wei Chi Peng was persuaded." Yan Xiaoyi blinked her eyes, and a joking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. If you want to mix in the mercenary union, in front of Young Master Mo, you have to behave well and be honest."
Ye Qingluo chuckled lightly.
This is indeed true.
Although Yuchipeng is one of the four profound families, the eldest master of the Yuchi family.
But when it comes to the mercenary union, he can only be the head of the predator.
If he walks out of the mercenary union, he doesn't want to establish any mercenary group, then his status is above Mo Hanshang.
But, he wants the predator, wants this mercenary group, then Mo Hanshang is his superior, and he is qualified to criticize Yu Chipeng.
This is the right of the mercenary union.
"Qingluo, do you know Young Master Mo?" Yan Xiaoyi asked curiously.
Ye Qingluo shook his head.
"I don't know... Then why would he help us?"
Ye Qingluo shrugged her shoulders, expressing her incomprehension.
The appearance of Mo Hanshang was not in her expectation.
However, it seems that Mo Hanshang is not malicious towards them.
His eyes turned to Mo Hanshang and the others.
He was holding one hand behind him, his posture was elegant and calm, his eyes full of mockery squinted at the side, holding his hand, hey, the screaming lord Jing.
He is very calm and doesn't pay attention to the identity of the other party at all.
"Yes, the predator is really incredible." Mo Hangui's red lips lightly hooked, and he swept away a cold arc of ridicule. "Since the predator is so powerful, I believe Master Yuchi does not need a mercenary union. , You can also form your own team."
As soon as these words came out, Yu Chipeng's face became completely black.
He strode to the side of Lord Jing, carrying his clothes, and threw it to the group of members behind him.
"Young Master Mo, Prince Jing was out of the palace for the first time, and he didn't know anything about external affairs. I offended Young Master Mo. I apologize to you for him."
"Lord Jing?" Mo Han squinted his eyes. If you can't help but glanced at the direction of Lord Jing, he snorted, "No wonder the young master is very arrogant these days. It turned out to be with the royal family. Collusion."
With these words, Yu Chipeng's face turned pale.
"Since Prince Jing is not good at his brain, this young master has a large number of adults and doesn't care about you." Mo Hanshang said to himself, seemingly not seeing Yu Chipeng's cloudy face.
"That's it, Master Yuchi, you apologize to these people and beg them for forgiveness, even if this is the case."
Mo Hanshang raised his arm and pointed to the sixty-odd teenage girls standing at the door of the mercenary union...