The old man spoke in a low voice, "Lan Jing, what have you done? Huh?!"

Lan Jing was somewhat terrified: "Grandpa, this...this isn't how it is! Let me explain!"

"Hmph! What's there to explain?! Hurry up and apologize to them! You're a disgrace to this old man!" The old man waved his sleeve and snorted, feeling extremely aggrieved.

It's utterly ridiculous that a dignified elder of the martial arts association would kneel before a young man and apologize! He's over seventy years old, after all!

This filial son is utterly shameful!

Lan Jing felt incredibly aggrieved. He glanced at the contemptuous and disgusted looks from his fellow disciples, those looks stung his eyes.

Gritting her teeth, Lan Jing took a deep breath, looked at Qin Ziling, her eyes trembling as she tried her best to suppress the humiliation and hatred.

Thump!

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lan Jing had no choice but to kneel down: "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have flirted with your girlfriend, and I shouldn't have attacked you!"

His voice was very calm, as if he were speaking ordinary words without any emotion.

Qin Ziling raised an eyebrow: "You shouldn't apologize to me, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Jing stiffened, then turned around and knelt down before Su Ning'er: "Young lady, please forgive my impudence!"

Su Ning'er glanced at him, then looked at Qin Ziling.

The latter nodded to her.

Su Ning'er replied briefly, then said to Lan Jing, "Since you've apologized, then I'll be magnanimous and forgive you this time! Get out of here! You're not welcome here!"

Lan Jing endured the humiliation, even though he was on the verge of exploding, and slowly stood up.

"Get lost!" Qin Ziling said rudely.