"The King of the East China Sea please kill Ye Fan!"
"The Niu family in the Western Region please kill Ye Fan!"
"The Liu family of Nanhuang please kill Ye Fan..."
Representatives from the nine wealthy families stood up, representatives from the six major aristocratic families stood up, the top ten tiger generals stood up, and then other forces also stood up.
They stood behind Xia Yanyang, Shen Jingbing and others, shouting loudly to kill Ye Fan.
The overwhelming momentum and the roar that swept the entire place made Gao Jie and Ling Tianyang, who had always thought they were right, change their expressions and couldn't help but take a step back.
The public sentiment is turbulent, humans and gods are angry, that’s all!
"Son of a bitch, is this the result you want?
Ling Tianyang looked at Ye Fan: "If you insist on seeking death, it's completely over now. Fortunately, Mr. Tang divorced you, otherwise I would have been dragged down by you."
Gao Jie also hates the fact that iron cannot become steel: "What a mess! Miss Qiu saved him so many times, but in the end she found her own way out. It's a waste of Miss Qiu's efforts."
Shen Jingbing shouted at the top of her lungs: "Ye Fan, have you seen that one hundred and eight families are united as one, there is no place for you in Daxia, and there is no place for you to survive."
All the guests shouted: "Kill, kill, kill!"
When Tang Ruoxue and Qiu Bijun's expressions changed slightly, Mrs. Qiu also came over and pulled Qiu Bijun's sleeves and said:
"Bijun, Ye Fan has provoked public anger, you can no longer protect him."
"Otherwise you will be in bad luck, Miss Tang will be in bad luck, and even the Qiu family will be affected."
"And you can't protect him."
"Look, there are a thousand guests in the audience, and 990 people want Ye Fan to die. How can you protect him?"
Old Taijun Qiu shook his head: "I can't save it, I really can't save it, don't worry about him anymore, let him fend for himself."
Gao Jie also squeezed out a sentence: "Miss Qiu, the situation is over. It's useless to try to catch you. It's better to save yourself and avenge Ye Fan in the future."
Ling Tianyang also nodded to Tang Ruoxue: "Yes, Mr. Tang, it won't be of any use if we join in. It's better to survive so that Ye Fan can have more incense during the Qingming Festival."
Tang Ruoxue scolded Ling Tianyang: "Shut up! I will not abandon Mark."
Mrs. Qiu grasped the cane and said: "Mr. Tang, it's not that I don't care now, it's that you can't control it. All the wealthy families want Ye Fan to die. How can you control it?"
Qiu Bijun was in great pain: "Grandma, I can't help but watch Ye Fan die..."
Mrs. Qiu threw away her crutches and pretended to kneel down: "Bijun, for you, your future, and the three hundred members of the Qiu family, grandma kneels down for you!"
"Grandma, no!"
Qiu Bijun's quick eyesight and quick hands helped Old Mrs. Qiu: "Grandma, you are trying to kill Bijun."
Mrs. Qiu looked pained: "Bijun, it's not that grandma wants to hurt you, but that there is really no other way. Grandma can only advise you like this."
"Ye Fan!"
Gao Jie couldn't hold it anymore and rushed a few steps forward to shout to Ye Fan on the high platform:
"You bastard, you caused a big disaster tonight. You hurt God of War Qiu, Miss Tang, and even made the old lady kneel down before God of War Qiu."
"Miss Qiu, Miss Tang and the Qiu family are facing catastrophe because of you."
"If you still have a conscience, don't make things difficult for Miss Qiu and the others. Just commit suicide and apologize."
Gao Jie threw her dagger in front of Ye Fan with a bang: "I will commit suicide and apologize. I respect you as a man and will personally offer incense to you on Qingming Festival in the future."
Qiu Bijun and Tang Ruoxue wanted to speak, but they were held back by Mrs. Qiu, Ling Tianyang and the others.
Shen Jing shouted with a dead smile: "Wheelchair waste, did you hear me? I committed suicide to apologize. I'll give you some dignity, so you should be decent so as not to look ugly."
"Hahaha!"
Ye Fan picked up Gao Jie's dagger and laughed loudly: "I know that 90% of you here want me to die."
"But I want to tell you that every one of you, including Xia Yanyang and the old man in white..."
Ye Fan said word by word: "Everything is not enough!"
Everyone was in an uproar when they heard this, and they were all angry at Ye Fan's self-righteousness.
"Hahaha!"
Xia Yanyang laughed wildly and clapped his hands:
"Young man, you are so arrogant, arrogant, and ignorant!"
"There are one thousand guests and one hundred and eight families present. They can be regarded as the top families in Great Xia."
"The power of a country suppresses you, but you claim that you are not qualified to kill you. I don't know who gave you the courage and courage."
Xia Yanyang waved his hand: "Here, let's cut off the two hands of the wheelchair waste first, and let him see what happens if he challenges the entire Daxia power!"
Representatives from all the wealthy families responded in unison: "Kill, kill, kill!"
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "One country's power? You are just a group of bigger ants, and you cannot represent the top of Daxia at all."
Xia Yanyang sneered: "We can't represent you, how can you? Or can the lonely Qiu family represent you? It's a pity that Qiu Bijun can't protect you."
"Destroy him!"
Everyone stepped forward with great momentum.
"stop!"
Just when Tang Ruoxue's eyes turned cold and she was about to make a move, the door was knocked open with a bang.
Yang Xiyue and Qingcang appeared with a group of Dragon Slaying Palace soldiers with murderous intent.
They walked to the high platform and stood on both sides of Ye Fan, and then shouted to the audience:
"A bunch of frogs in a well, who told you to be rude to Mr. Ye?"
Yang Xiyue's eyes were sharp: "Do you know who Mr. Ye is?"
The whole place was slightly silent, as if they didn't expect Yang Xiyue and Qingcang to show up with people, and they were respectful to Ye Fan.
Xia Yanyang and the major aristocratic families gathered their gazes slightly, exploring the relationship between Ye Fan, Qing Cang and others.
Ling Tianyang patted his head and looked at Tang Ruoxue: "Mr. Tang, you are so kind to Mark, so you want to use your connections in the Dragon Slaying Hall so quickly?"
Mrs. Qiu was shocked: "What? Qingcang and Miss Yang protected Ye Fan. Was it Miss Tang who used their relationship? Isn't it Ye Fan's own resources?"
The children of the Qiu family also echoed: "Yes, just now at the door, Miss Yang and Lord Qingcang said that Ye Fan is their eldest brother and benefactor..."
"Brother Fut, the benefactor of Fut!"
Ling Tianyang snorted: "Ye Fan has only dealt with the Dragon Slaughter Hall, and he is not strong enough to let the Dragon Slaughter Hall protect him."
"Qingcang and Yang Xiyue are protecting Ye Fan. This is just a greeting from Mr. Tang to the Dragon Slaying Hall. They want to protect him for Mr. Tang's sake."
She gave her own speculation: "The so-called eldest brother and benefactor is just to put gold on Ye Fan's face."
Mrs. Qiu was furious: "You bastard, I wonder how a useless person in a wheelchair can be a guest of the Dragon Slaying Hall. It turns out that he is just a softie of Mr. Tang."
"You bastard, you used fake threats to scare us and even slapped me in the face. You are really shameless."
"Ms. Tang, you shouldn't help this kind of person. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also think you are righteous and continue to cause trouble."
She sighed: "Like Bijun, you have no bottom line in caring for this trash like Mark."
Tang Ruoxue was thoughtful, then shook her head: "I didn't use the resources of the Dragon Slaying Hall!"
Ling Tianyang's tone became even more excited: "Mr. Tang didn't say hello? Does that mean that Palace Master Xia has been paying attention to you secretly? I know that Palace Master Xia has you in his heart."
"Okay, don't say you don't have these!"
Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan and the others on the high platform: "First think about how to resolve Ye Fan's crisis. My intuition tells me that Qing Cang and the others may not be able to solve it..."
At this moment, Xia Yanyang asked with a serious smile: "Master Qingcang, Miss Yang, do you also want to protect Ye Fan who has offended the dignity of a soldier?"
Yang Xiyue shouted: "This is not an issue you should be concerned about. What you should do most now is to kneel down, apologize, and find a way out for yourself."
Qingcang also yelled: "Xia Yanyang, you are just a nine-star general, but you dare to be weird to us and yell at Master Ye?"
He pointed at Ye Fan: "Do you know who Mr. Ye is?"
Before Xia Yanyang could respond, Shen Jingbing took over the topic:
"I know. Master Qingcang and Miss Yang talked about it when we entered the door."
"You said that Ye Fan is your distinguished guest, benefactor, and Lord Qingcang's eldest brother."
"Lord Qingcang, let's not talk about whether Ye Fan is your eldest brother and benefactor. Even if he is, he will die tonight."
"Disrupting the general ceremony, destroying the sword-drawing ceremony, and offending the dignity of the soldiers. As war commanders, you can't protect him."
Shen Jingbing shouted: "Because one hundred and eight forces at the scene want Ye Fan to die!"
Representatives of the nine wealthy families and the six major families roared again: "Please kill Ye Fan! Please kill Ye Fan!"
Seeing thousands of people sharing the same hatred, Qing Cang and Yang Xiyue frowned slightly and stared at Xia Yanyang and the 108 guests.
They were not afraid that these people would harm Ye Fan, but they thought that killing more than a thousand people was a bit too much.
Xia Yanyang put his hands behind his back and laughed: "The general trend is the general trend and the people's will. Who else in the world can protect Mark?"
"Who else?"
"I!"
The door opened again, and an overwhelming roar swept through the entire banquet hall.
"Ouyang Shuang, Chairman of the Ax Chamber of Commerce!"
"Zhuo Yiyi, president of the Daxia Dance Alliance!"
"I would like to live and die together with Mr. Ye, live and die together!"
(End of chapter)
