Pretty Girl’s General Guard

C457 Please Forgive Us



C457 Please Forgive Us

0Zhou Xuan stared at Chen Junlin in anger, but he still didn't give up.    

    

"No matter how powerful Chen Junlin is, can he still be compared with the king of our family? He is far from the king!"    

    

The elder was very worried that Zhou Xuan would do something stupid and lose his life.    

    

"Young Master, although Lord Wang is stronger and more terrifying than Chen Junlin, Chen Junlin is still young. There are still endless possibilities in the future. " You have offended him. "Yes."    

    

The old man lowered his voice and whispered into Zhou Xuan's ear. While comforting Zhou Xuan, he secretly observed Chen Junlin.    

    

"Why don't we wait until we have the strength to take him down and endure this for a while? It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"    

    

Chen Junlin did not care what the old man and Zhou Xuan said at all. It seemed like it would take a while for the two of them to come to an agreement. He looked at Wu Dung who was at the side.    

    

"Are you going to kneel down or do you want me to help you?"    

    

When Wu Dung and Wu Hao saw Chen Junlin defeat the old man, they were in complete despair. When they heard Chen Junlin's words, they didn't dare to disobey him. They quickly knelt down in front of Soong Jun's grave.    

    

"Mr. Chen, we will kneel. Please forgive us..." Wu Dung and Wu Hao couldn't help but plead with Chen Junlin at the same time.    

    

Seeing the descendants of the royal family, the Hua Jin experts who came to meddle in the affairs, and the people of Martial Association fall into Chen Junlin's hands, all the major families fell into despair.    

    

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky. They were all in a daze.    

    

These powerful people were their hope, but who would have thought that none of them were a match for Chen Junlin.    

    

If they couldn't kill Chen Junlin, would that be the last time they would see the sky today?    

    

Chen Junlin looked coldly at Wu Dung and his son. He didn't want to waste any more time with them. He just looked at the others.    

    

Chen Junlin's eyes landed on them. He forced a sneer on his face and instructed the young general beside him.    

    

"Miss Jiang is not very sensible. She came to participate in Soong Jun's anniversary ceremony and did not even wear mourning clothes. Go and prepare one for her!"    

    

Jiang Rou heard Chen Junlin's words and felt humiliated and afraid.    

    

She looked at the linen white clothes handed over by the young general and closed her eyes. She gritted her teeth and unwillingly changed into mourning clothes.    

    

She was unwilling, but she did not dare to disobey.    

    

Jiang Rou knelt in front of Soong Jun's grave in mourning. Her heart had long been riddled with holes from scolding Soong Jun.    

    

If not for Soong Jun, why would she do this? Receiving such anger?    

    

As long as she could survive, she would never believe that Chen Junlin would never leave Jiangnan. At that time, she would personally pout Soong Jun's tomb, making it so that he wouldn't be safe even if he died!    

    

Seeing Jiang Rou kneeling on the ground, Chen Junlin's gaze coldly swept across the faces of the people who had hurt Soong Jun.    

    

"What's wrong? Don't you know what to do? Do you want me to do it myself?"    

    

The people of Zhou family, Jiang family, and Liu family knew very well that no one would be able to support them anymore. All of them stopped being stubborn and kneeled down in front of Soong Jun's grave in pain.    

    

None of them had expected that they would kneel down to a piece of trash like Soong Jun one day.    

    

Seeing the few big families of Jiangnan kneeling down and participating in the death of Soong Jun's family, they knew that they couldn't escape Chen Junlin's grasp. So, they began to kneel down one after another.    

    

Some people even started to cry and apologize in front of Soong Jun's tomb.    

    

"Mister Song, Madam Song, Young Master Song, I'm sorry! We were all driven by someone, but we didn't expect that we would bring disaster to you. It's all our fault!"    

    

"If you know anything, you must forgive us. We were all forced!"    

    

Everyone was already dead? Who were they crying for?    

    

Shadow and the general looked at each other and scoffed at their actions.    

    

The head of the Jiang family, Chung Hee, looked at the scene in front of him and was secretly shocked. When he thought about how he almost stood on the wrong side of the team a few days ago, he could not help but regret it.    

    

Chung Hee was really guilty, so he was very sensible. He didn't need Chen Junlin to say anything. He quickly brought his family members to kneel in front of Soong Jun's family's tomb to express his friendliness.    

    

Upon seeing how enthusiastic the Chung family was, As for the rest of the Yuv family who were invited by Chen Junlin, the Wang family couldn't sit still any longer and began to imitate the Chung family.    

    

Chung Hee knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice to Soong Jun. Then, he began to establish a relationship with the Soong family.    

    

"Soong Jun, do you still remember your uncle? Although we didn't meet often back then, uncle has always liked you. He even wanted to marry his daughter to you. You were, but who knew that the world was impermanent? You actually left just like that... "    

    

"Uncle is really regretful. It is all the fault of the Liu family and Zhou family of the Jiang family. Otherwise, why would you... If only our two families could form a connection, how blissful would that be!"    

    

Chung Hee shamelessly made up a story. When the Wang family and ORG saw how Chung Hee and Jiang Ran were playing, they were all unwilling to be outdone.    

    

"Brother Song, your family has really died a horrible death! It's all because I don't have the ability to avenge you. If you know about this in the spring, don't blame me!"    

    

"But it's good now. Your family's great enmity is finally going to be avenged. Do you see that? The culprit who harmed you is kneeling here. "    

    

"Chen Junlin, Mr. Chen, he is very strong. He has finally avenged you all. You all must not let go of Jiang Zhou, Liu and his family! It is all their fault."    

    

The Yuv family Master heard the discussions of the crowd and also wanted to show off in front of Chen Junlin.    

    

However, he didn't know the Song Family and couldn't get close to them. Therefore, he started to praise the Soong family.    

    

"The Soong family was the biggest family in the entire Jiangnan area, but who would have thought that it would decline just like that? What a pity. Back then, I was still thinking about how to cooperate with your family and get to know you..."    

    

"Mr. Song, Mrs. Song, Mr. Song, you are all good people. I know that you all died unjustly. But it's fine. The bad guys are here now. " If you have any injustice and wish, you can ask in your dreams to tell me that I will help you solve it! "    

    

In front of Soong Jun's family's tomb, many family members gathered together and said everything to Soong Jun's tomb.    

    

But the only thing that was the same was that Soong Jun's death anniversary was torturous for everyone present.    

    

The sun had finally set, and the death anniversary event was finally coming to an end.    

    

Chen Junlin waved his hand at the young general at the side and instructed. "Let go of the irrelevant people!"    

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When they heard Chen Junlin's words, the faces of the Jiang, Zhou, and Liu families instantly turned pale.    

    

Chen Junlin had already let them go so many times. It was likely that their time of death would come soon...    

    

Everyone was terrified. They quickly kneeled in front of Chen Junlin like a swarm of bees.    

    

"Mr. Chen, please spare us!"    

    


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