The other players also realized they had provoked someone they should not have. Exchanging glances, they felt their legs go weak and couldn't help but kneel.
Their fear of Cui Tian had reached its absolute peak. Rumor had it that Cui Tian killed without batting an eye; if he did blink, it was to kill. On the strength of that single word, "kill," he had become the undisputed boss of the Yuzhou Underworld, bar none.
They kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy. "Please, spare us!"
"We know we were wrong! Please, sir, forgive our foolishness!"
"Please, just let us go! We're nobodies!"
The most arrogant of them, Number Ten, nodded fervently and even crawled to Cui Tian's feet. He shamelessly licked Cui Tian's slippers and feet, which hadn't been washed in days, ignoring the stares of everyone else in the airport.
But Cui Tian wasn't buying it. "Men!" he shouted immediately. "Drag them away and deal with them as they deserve."
