'Ding Yuan?'
A surprised look flickered in Xu Yang's eyes. 'The Ding Family already sent a gift. Why is Ding Yuan here himself?'
He pushed open the door and saw Ding Yuan standing nervously outside, clutching an exquisite gift box. Beside him stood Ding Xu, a Ding Family disciple he had met a few times.
"Young Hero Xu," Ding Yuan said, hastily offering a salute.
Xu Yang smiled. "Elder Ding, what is all this? If I remember correctly, the Ding Family has already sent someone."
"I've come today to offer my sincerest apologies. I was in the wrong back then. I never should have treated you that way. This is just a small token. I beg you, Young Hero Xu, please forgive my disrespectful behavior," Ding Yuan said, hastily presenting the gift.
Xu Yang understood in a flash. 'So, this is about how he gave me the cold shoulder for a year.'
