The voice behind her sounded like the Grim Reaper from hell.
Tang Wenyi broke out in cold sweat!
"Kowtow!"
"Gosh!"
Lu Ming let go of his hand and said, "If you don't do it properly, you'll have to do it again."
As he loosened his grip suddenly, Tang Wenyi lost her balance and fell onto the ground!
She could feel the small pebbles on her face.
She sat up awkwardly and kowtowed to Zhang Wenfang's grave!
As the daughter of the Tang family, she had never suffered such humiliation!
Now she actually had to kowtow to a dead person!
She clenched her fists at the thought. Her sharp nails pierced her skin but she felt nothing.
In her battered and exhausted state, she could not even compare to a weed!
It was a stark contrast with her powerful self that came here.
"Is that enough?"
Lu Ming said expressionlessly, "Apologize."
"Why should I f*cking apologize to a dead person?!" Tang Wenyi raged.