Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

"Lord Yelu, is this really..."

Nan Batian still wanted to struggle, but Yelu frowned and said, "Is it because Guild Leader Nan has reservations, or do you truly believe that we, the Mulan people, are inferior to the Han people? You can kowtow to the Han but can’t bring yourself to kowtow to the Mulan, is that it?"

"No, no Lord."

Nan Batian said with a pained expression as Yelu’s words were like a stake driven into his heart. How tremendous an accusation it was to be seen as looking down on the Mulan people. How could he dare to look down on them?

This whole world belonged to the Mulan people. On what grounds could he look down on them?

But not kowtowing meant looking down on the Mulan people, and Lord Yelu had spoken; he was being forced to kowtow.

Kowtow again?

Had he not consulted the almanac before leaving the house today? He had already kowtowed to Chen Jiusi, and now he had to kowtow to the Mulan people.

Did he, Nan Batian, have no face to lose after kowtowing six times since stepping out the door?

Should he not kowtow?