"Special Envoy Ye?"
"Since when did Daxia have a special envoy from Ye? Or is it a special envoy who is above Concubine Wei and Commander Tiemu?"
"Yes, I haven't heard of any special envoys in the past six months, and even if they are the special envoys of the Dragon Slaughter Hall, Concubine Wei and Miss Tiemu don't have to be so respectful, right?"
"Oh my god, what kind of show is this? What's going on?"
Seeing Ye Fan standing high in the middle of the high platform, Temu Wuyue and the others greeted him respectfully. Everyone in the audience was shocked and couldn't believe it.
It's just that no matter how many people have doubts, they can only keep it in their stomachs at this moment.
With the support of Temu Wuyue and the others, even a dog is sacred and cannot be offended.
Gao Jie's hand that was originally going to cover Ye Fan's mouth stopped mid-air, her pretty face showing a look of shock that was difficult to conceal.
She was worried that Ye Fan would impersonate Xia Kunlun again to cause trouble and implicate Qiu Bijun, but she did not expect that Temu Wuyue and others would call Ye Fan "Special Envoy Ye".
This left her in a trance like everyone else.
Liu Min shouted with a dry mouth: "What's special envoy Ye? How come I haven't heard of it? Is this special envoy just for your own entertainment?"
"That's right, we never knew about the existence of this special envoy, and what's so great about a special envoy from the Dragon Slaughter Hall?"
Xia Yanyang echoed: "Even if Palace Master Xia comes here in person, he is not qualified to make Grand Master Murong kneel down!"
Murong Qing even roared like a killing pig: "Tie Mu Wuyue, you are important ministers and pillars of Great Xia!"
"You can't just ignore your own face and the dignity of the country and slap Ye Fan indiscriminately just to get angry with me or suppress me."
"What ability does a good-for-nothing boy in a wheelchair have to be the special envoy of the Dragon Slaughter Hall? What ability does he have to make your cabinet and war department kneel down?"
Murong Qing's breathing was rapid: "If you want to cheat, please give me some snacks, okay?"
"Murong Qing, you are wrong!"
Ye Fan seemed to have anticipated the reaction of Xia Yanyang and others, and there was a hint of teasing in the corner of his mouth:
"As a special envoy, I am not only a special envoy of the Dragon Slaughter Palace, but also a special envoy of the Martial Alliance, a special envoy of the cabinet, a special envoy of the War Department, and a special envoy of the royal family."
"I am the special envoy of the five parties and am in charge of the privileges of the five parties. This is why I can hold the Ten King's Rings and the sword of protecting the country!"
Ye Fan looked at Murong Qing and others and asked, "Otherwise, where do you think I got the ten king's rings and the country-protecting sword?"
"Impossible! Impossible!"
Murong Qing shouted with red eyes: "I don't believe it..."
Mi Yuan also squeezed out a sentence: "There is no one as awesome as you in the cabinet!"
Zhuo Yiyi's eyes were like daggers: "On behalf of the 100,000 children of the Martial Alliance, I prove that Young Master Ye is the special envoy of the Martial Alliance!"
Qingcang and Yang Xi's voices echoed throughout the audience: "We can prove on behalf of the Dragon Slaying Hall that Young Master Ye is the special envoy of the Dragon Slaying Hall!"
Concubine Wei also took a step forward with others: "Master Ye's order is the order of the cabinet, and Master Ye's will is my will."
Temu Wuyue also spoke loudly: "Young Master Ye has full authority to represent me as the war department, and has full authority to decide the life and death of the generals and commanders in the war!"
"ah--"
Hearing the announcements made by Temu Wuyue and Wei Fei, everyone was in an uproar and shocked again.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was not only the special envoy of the Dragon Slaughter Hall, but also the special envoy of the cabinet and the Ministry of War.
The powers of the special envoys from the five parties are overlapping, which is better than that of the person in charge of any party, and is almost equal to the Supreme King.
This is too evil, this is too crazy!
"What kind of medicine did Ye Fan give them to gain the trust and authorization of the five parties?"
"Now Ye Fan can not only interfere with the royal family, but also interfere with the entire Daxia. It's terrible."
Everyone present was shocked, looking at Mark with fearful eyes, unable to describe their current mood.
Qiu Bijun looked at Ye Fan on the high platform dumbfounded, and couldn't stop murmuring: "How is it possible? How is it possible?"
Gao Jie also stiffened and her legs trembled slightly.
Shen Jingbing was also desperate. Thinking of his challenge to Mark, he turned pale and could hardly stand still.
Mi Yuan and Liu Min's hearts were filled with turmoil, and the nails in their hands pierced into their palms, but they didn't feel it at all.
Ye Fan, special envoy from five directions...
These are people from two completely different worlds, how come they are involved?
One is a loser who sits in a wheelchair and eats soft food.
One is a special envoy who responds to a hundred calls, represents all parties, and is in charge of the ten king's rings and the sword of protecting the country.
Both Xia Yanyang and Qiu Bijun thought it was ridiculous, but the fact was that Tiemu Wuyue and the others knelt down respectfully.
It's incredible.
Ye Fan didn't pay attention to everyone's reaction. He just used his mobile phone to scan the short play "The Female CEO's Home-Sound Son-in-law" that had just been launched.
The pace is fast, there are many beauties, the special effects are good, and the ambiguity is constant, it can still pass the time.
But before Ye Fan could take a serious look, Liu Min shouted unwillingly: "He is a useless person in a wheelchair, what qualifications does he have to be a special envoy of the five parties?"
Shen Jingbing and others also said: "Yes, what qualifications does he have to be a special envoy?"
Qingcang slapped Shen Jingbing away: "I'm happy!"
Yang Xiyue echoed: "Do we need you cats and dogs to tell us how to do things in the Dragon Slaughter Hall?"
Concubine Wei was also very straightforward: "Who do I want to be my special envoy? Do I need to ask your opinion?"
Temu Wuyue directly kicked up a sharp sword and nailed it in front of everyone: "This is the qualification! This is the ability!"
Shen Jingbing, Liu Min and others stepped back several meters with their eyelids twitching.
If they didn't retreat, they felt that Temu Wuyue was going to kill someone.
"Ah, Lady Wei, they don't care about protecting Ye Fan. It seems that the five special envoys have no water left."
Mrs. Qiu's hand holding the cane was trembling slightly, and an unspeakable regret hit her heart:
"It turns out that he is not useless, and is very strong... very, very strong, strong enough to ignore any of us!"
"So it seems that what he has said and done before are not just sensationalism, but are genuine?"
"Oh, my resurrection pill, oh, that torn marriage certificate, why am I opposed to this marriage?"
Mrs. Qiu almost crushed her crutch to pieces: "You can't see the real dragon if you have eyes. I'm just blind..."
Qiu Bijun suddenly felt ridiculous when he looked at Ye Fan.
Although she still couldn't see through Ye Fan's ability to be the special envoy of the five parties, the fact that Tiemu Wuyue and the others respected Ye Fan as their own meant that Ye Fan was superior.
She used to think that Ye Fan was a clown, but now she realized that what she did in front of Ye Fan these days was the real clown.
Ye Fan didn't care about the changes in everyone's expressions, he just looked down at Murong Qing and others:
"Master Murong, Xia Yanyang, tell me now, can you kneel down?"
His smile was calm and his teeth were white, but his tone was frightening.
"Young man, what do you want?"
Murong Qing's face was very ugly: "You want to touch me?"
Although Ye Fanniu's fight was beyond his imagination, he still didn't want to kneel down and beg for mercy.
For him, a veteran of three dynasties, that face and dignity are very important, and he still has protective clothing.
Xia Yanyang coughed: "Ye Fan, I can kneel to you, but I hope you will not force Grand Master Murong to kneel. He is a veteran of three dynasties and a member of the royal family."
Murong Qing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, I have a distinguished position, you can't make me kneel."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "You just took out the Alchemy Book and the Iron Coupon to show off, and I took out the King's Ring and the National Protector Sword to suppress you."
"You refuse to accept it and say that I don't have an official status and am not qualified enough to make you kneel down."
"Now, Concubine Wei and Temu Wuyue have confirmed in public that I am the real envoy Ye."
"Now that I have my identity, I have the king's ring and the sword to protect the country, Grand Master Murong has no reason not to kneel down."
Ye Fan said softly: "If you don't kneel down, I will give it a try. If the king doesn't kneel down, I will kill you without mercy. That's it."
"you dare?"
Murong Qing's face sank: "I have an iron book on the alchemy in my hand. If you touch me, you are provoking the entire royal family and contemptuous of the Queen's authority."
"Also, although Temu Wuyue and Concubine Wei admit that you are their special envoy, the royal family has never had you as a special envoy."
"Our royal family has never authorized you to be a special envoy!"
Murong Qing maintained her last stubbornness: "No matter how high your status is, as long as you are not a special envoy of the royal family, you have no right to touch members of the royal family."
He has been controlling royal affairs for the past six months and has a thorough understanding of the royal family's structure and important ministers, so he has concluded that there is no such person as Ye Fan in the royal family.
As long as Ye Fan didn't wear the royal garb, Murong Qing could maintain the last bit of dignity.
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Sure enough, I am old and deaf, can't you hear what I just said? I am still the royal envoy!"
"The royal envoy is a piece of shit!"
Murong Qing sneered at what Ye Fan said and shouted unceremoniously:
"I am responsible for handling the affairs of the royal family. I have never authorized you to be a special envoy, and you do not exist."
"You're okay with being in cahoots with Temu Wuyue and Concubine Wei, but you still want to use the royal envoy to fool me, and you don't even look at my identity?"
Murong Qing laughed ferociously: "Even if you can make everyone in the audience kneel down tonight, you can't make me, Murong Qing, kneel down!"
Mi Yuan also agreed: "Yes, we are the nephews of the royal family and are only under the jurisdiction of the royal family!"
Ye Fan smiled: "You don't know my status as a royal envoy, it's just that your level is too low."
Murong Qing laughed wildly when he heard this, pointed his finger at Ye Fan and roared:
"Hahaha, am I too low-level?"
"Where do you have the nerve to say this? I am the person in charge of royal affairs. I don't even know your identity as a royal envoy. Who else knows?"
"Or, tell me, who appointed you as the royal envoy?"
Murong Qing's face was filled with ferociousness: "Could it be that the old king gave you a dream at midnight?"
"it's me!"
At this moment, a domineering female voice came from the door...
