Hathaway was speechless again. This was a simpler phenomenon, shouldn't it be? But why? Why does it rise from the east and set from the west?
Such a simple phenomenon, once someone asks a question, there is no way to answer it.
And she obviously realized that there was something extremely profound hidden in it.
Jiang Fan said calmly: "Ignorance is not terrible, what is terrible is not knowing one's own ignorance."
Hathaway no longer cared about his Chao Feng and grabbed Jiang Fan's arm: "Dear King, can you answer?"
For the first time, she used the title of respected king to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan said calmly: "If I can ask questions, I can naturally answer them, but this is great knowledge, why should I tell you?"
Hathaway was stunned.
"What's more..." Jiang Fan looked at her: "A person from a hostile force who is about to go back."
"I..." Hathaway was about to say something, but suddenly her mind cleared up: "Go back? You mean..."
Jiang Fan nodded: "Your people are here, but I don't know if they have brought what I want. If they do, you should really go."
Not only was Hathaway not overjoyed, but she suddenly fell into a deeper confusion.
Are you going back...
Why, at this time, I suddenly saw these...
She suddenly felt that if she didn't want to leave, she shouldn't leave, she should at least understand all this.
However, Jiang Fan didn't give her time to think and took her directly to the main hall.
There were only two people inside, one of whom was wrapped tightly, with only two dark blue eyes exposed.
The other one is no different from the Chinese. He is a thin middle-aged man with a calm breath.
Both of them are masters, and with Jiang Fan's cultivation level, he can feel that they must be above him.
But he didn't care at all. Among mortals, no one could survive the storm. What's more, there was Lu Hanting standing aside with his sword in hand.
Seeing Jiang Fan and Hathaway approaching, the two stood up at the same time. The middle-aged man respectfully held his hands and said, "Your Excellency must be His Royal Highness Prince Xiaoyao."
Jiang Fan looked at him but said nothing. He walked to the main seat and sat down. He slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip before saying.
"The envoy of the Sea Dragon King?"
The foreigner seemed a little unhappy with Jiang Fan's behavior, and his eyes were obviously filled with hatred.
But the middle-aged man looked calm and said respectfully: "I am Liu Shen, the translator for the Sea Dragon King. This is the Sea Dragon King's special envoy, Mr. Seraph Michael, the head of the seven archangels."
gentlemen? Jiang Fan was stunned. It is said that the seven archangels are not all stunning women. Why did a man come out? Is it that Neptune King has a unique taste, or are the rumors simply wrong?
But he was not interested in pursuing this. He looked at Michael and said, "I don't have that much time. Have you brought anything?"
Michael said: "I, Seraph, Michael, upon my king's order, pay a visit to the respected King of Qin."
He is not fluent in Chinese, but he can understand what is being said.
Jiang Fan looked at him: "I don't care who you are, where are your things?"
Michael frowned, seeming a little angry, but he never got angry.
Liu Shen said: "Your Highness, Lord Seraph's Chinese is not very good, let me explain it to you clearly. Ten sea ships have been handed over to the receiver sent by you to the seaside, and one hundred thousand taels of gold have been transported to the center of the river. Island, this is the letter they wrote after they took over.”
After that, he handed two letters sealed with fire paint to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan opened it and nodded slowly: "Very good, this is your compensation for the two misdeeds against me. I hope the Sea Dragon King will remember it long enough so that it won't happen again."
He didn't mention the seeds first, just to make it seem like it wasn't worth mentioning.
Michael's eyes became colder and colder, but Jiang Fan turned a blind eye.
Liu Shen said: "It's all a misunderstanding. My king does not want to be an enemy of His Highness."
"Misunderstanding?" Jiang Fan sneered: "Is the assassination of this king also a misunderstanding?"
Liu Shen obviously came prepared: "Your Highness, that matter was taken advantage of, and my king did not know the inside story."
Jiang Fan snorted: "You want to prevaricate as soon as your upper lip touches your lower lip? Although you have already compensated, except for Hathaway, I will execute all the other captured people as a warning to others."
Michael obviously couldn't help it: "King of Qin, we have agreed to your conditions, but you are going too far."
Jiang Fan suddenly slapped the case, and the next moment Lu Hanting's rapier was already out of its sheath, approaching Michael.
Michael was not afraid and looked at Lu Hanting: "It's very... murderous, but it can't kill me."
Jiang Fan looked at him: "Oh? I would like to see how capable the head of the seven angels is."
Liu Shen hurriedly stopped him: "Your Excellency Michael, we are here to replace someone. Please don't be impulsive. If you have anything to do, talk about it slowly."
Jiang Fan chuckled: "You are the first one who dares to be disrespectful to me in my palace. In this case, I will kill those few."
Hathaway's face changed sharply: "Dear King, you said that we would bring you what you want in exchange."
Jiang Fan laughed loudly: "I said I would replace you, but I didn't say I wouldn't teach that sea loach a lesson."
When he said this, Michael became even more angry: "You are humiliating my king."
Jiang Fan smiled coldly: "What are you, yours? Don't you know how to kneel down and call me your highness?"
Michael said angrily: "You Chinese people are not worthy."
Jiang Fan snorted and said grimly: "The foreign clown dares to make noise in front of me. Since you can't speak, just shut up."
Michael was about to curse, but was horrified to find that he couldn't make any sound.
At this time, a shrunken old man came out from behind with a roast chicken in his arms and glanced at him sideways: "Open your mouth well. If you don't know how to speak well, it will only be used for eating from now on."
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, Michael sat softly on the chair unable to move, his eyes filled with endless fear.
Watching the old man tear off the chicken legs and eat them, he walked out.
Liu Shen was shocked, what happened? He didn't realize at all that the young king just told him to shut up, but that the most powerful Seraph Michael, the leader of the Seven Heavenly Masters, actually couldn't say a word.
What's this? Do you follow your words?
As a Chinese, he had never heard of the name Xiaoyao King, but he never thought that a young man could be so terrifying.
For a moment, Liu Shen was covered in white sweat and regretted why he had taken this job.
Hathaway was also shocked. She knew what the archangel's cultivation was, but the old man had no martial arts aura at all. He often stayed in the kitchen. Wasn't he a helper in the kitchen?
Why is an old servant so powerful? She suddenly discovered that this seemingly simple place was full of mystery. Even though she had lived here for so long, she had not seen any of it clearly.
"Can you speak? If so, tell me."
When Liu Shen heard Jiang Fan asking him, he panicked and bowed and saluted: "Your Highness, please forgive me. Mr. Michael did not mean to offend..."
