Wei Ming knelt on the ground with a plop:
"Daoist Zhang, please give me a chance for redemption!"
Wei Ming clutched Zhang Xiaoyi's pant leg tightly, his fingertips white.
Zhang Xiaoyi was unmoved, looking coldly at Wei Ming.
Wei Ming turned his head, his embarrassed face turned toward Cao Yi, pleading:
"Brother Yi, I want to avenge Elder He!"
Cao Yi stepped forward and patted Zhang Xiaoyi's shoulder.
Zhang Xiaoyi's cold face softened slightly, and he took a step back, heading towards the outside.
Cao Yi glanced at Wei Ming, ignoring him, while Wei Ming wiped his tears, picked up his suitcase, and ran towards the door.
...
Outside the suburbs of the Imperial Capital.
In the clear sky, a mass of black clouds appeared abruptly.
The black clouds moved quickly, drifting swiftly towards the Imperial Capital.
Three helicopters chased from behind.
Inside the helicopters were the fully armed Jinmen Administrators.
