"The common girl has seen the War King." Although she knew that with her current status she should kneel as a proper greeting, she just didn't want to.
Her knees were precious, having received modern education, she rarely knelt even to the He family, not to mention these unrelated people.
Yet, as soon as Ye Jiu spoke, Ye Wenzheng had already knelt on both knees, and the elderly couple also shakily knelt without daring to speak, only their four- or five-year-old grandson, not understanding anything, hid behind the old man with wide eyes curiously watching Sikong Mo and his entourage.
The old man, frightened, quickly pulled over his grandson and forcefully pressed him to the ground to kowtow, the little one not knowing what was going on and crying out as the old man pressed him down.
"Forget it, my Prince is not such a narrow-minded person, it's normal for little children not to know the rules. Old man, don't force it," Si Nan said.
