The middle-aged man realized that the key person had not arrived yet, so he was in no hurry to speak.
A moment later, Rong Yueyuan appeared in mid-air, and he stood at the forefront of a group of people.
Seeing the most crucial person appear, a satisfied smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
Very good, everyone who should be there has arrived.
When Rong Yueyuan arrived, he saw Song Yizhi being strangled by the throat, with a look of pain and struggle on her face, but the look in her eyes was unusually calm.
Seeing this situation, Rong Yueyuan felt a little relieved, but there was no emotion on his face.
It was a pity that the middle-aged man standing behind Song Yizhi did not see Song Yizhi's too calm gaze, otherwise he would definitely find that something was wrong.
Bei Xianyue raised her eyes to meet Song Yizhi's, and the two quickly exchanged glances.
After receiving Song Yizhi's signal, Bei Xianyue spoke.
"As long as you let her go, we will agree to whatever you ask for!" Bei Xianyue negotiated with an eager and worried look.
The middle-aged man tightened his fingers, and Song Yizhi's pained voice came out of his throat.
Bei Xianyue was even more panicked, with no trace of anxiety on her face.
Except for Rong Yueyuan, Yan Lingyu and Lan Minjun, who were still calm, the others were panicked, and the worry on their faces was unfaltering.
After achieving the desired effect, the middle-aged man Shi Shiran said, "What conditions can you pay?"
"Any conditions are acceptable!" Bei Xianyue said without hesitation.
When the middle-aged man heard this, the smug smile on his face became even bigger. His eyes fell directly on Lan Minjun, the hatred in his eyes was unconcealed, "I want him to die!"
Hearing this, Bei Xianyue turned to look at Lord Lan Min.
Immediately, her expression showed some hesitation, and she seemed to be worried about Lan Minjun's identity.
Lan Minjun was stuck for a moment and then quickly reacted. He instantly turned cold and said half-threateningly, half-threateningly, "Miss Bei, you have to think carefully. I'm afraid I won't be able to replace Miss Song even if I die!"
Lan Minjun's voice stayed, and the middle-aged man's fingers tightened a little more.
Song Yizhi cooperated with the incomparable pain and made a sound. Her intermittent voice squeezed out from her throat, "Help, help me..."
Bei Xianyue turned around and exchanged glances with Lan Minjun.
Great show, ready to start.
The long sword in Bei Xianyue's hand pointed at Lan Minjun, and she said coldly, "Young Master Lan, I'm sorry, Song Yizhi is more important."
Uncle Qu quickly came from behind and stood in front of Lan Minjun.
Bei Xianyue was not afraid at all and was ready to take action at any time.
The tense atmosphere was almost on the verge of breaking out.
Although Shen Zheng and others didn't understand, they still stood beside Bei Xianyue, drawing their swords and pointing at Lan Minjun.
Yan Lingyu looked at Beixianyue and the other five and then at the Lan family, then took out his folding fan and sat on the wall to watch.
Song Yizhi, the fox, started acting again.
But that middle-aged man, oh, no, that was the aura of a demon cultivator. That demon was really stupid.
Yan Lingyu commented in his mind while watching the show.
The middle-aged man looked at the two groups of people who were about to start a fight, with cheerful malice in his eyes.
Just when the two groups were about to take action, Rong Yueyuan's calm and gentle voice suddenly sounded, "This is your only request?"
The middle-aged man did not dare to underestimate the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect. He cautiously pulled Song Yizhi back a few steps, maintaining a distance that he considered safe.
"As long as he sends Her Royal Highness and the little princess back, and finally dies to apologize, I will let her go!" The middle-aged man did not dare to bargain with Rong Yueyuan, so he stated his demands in one breath.
Rong Yueyuan turned to look at Lan Minjun, "Does he have a grudge against you?"
The gentle voice spoke the words of inquiry very firmly.
Lan Minjun was not sure whether the fifth elder knew about their plan. He was afraid that the fifth elder would actually kill him to save Song Yizhi.
That's really not worth the gain.
"Yes." Lan Minjun agreed very readily.
Rong Yueyuan asked, "Who are the princess and the little princess he is talking about?"
At this time, Lan Minjun no longer cared about the family scandal. He answered, "Lan Qianxi and her biological mother."
Rong Yueyuan stopped talking.
Lan Minjun raised his hand and patted it.
After a while, Lan Minjun's confidant came over, pressing down on the pale Lan Qianxi.
As soon as Lan Qianxi looked up, she saw the dignified and gentle man at the front, and her expression changed instantly.
Why are the fifth elders here? !
If he sees his embarrassment, will he hate himself even more? !
In fact, no one cared what Lan Qianxi was thinking at this time.
After receiving Uncle Qu's look, his confidant pushed Lan Qianqian down to her knees on the uneven floor.
"Ah!" Lan Qianxi cried out in pain.
The middle-aged man looked at Lan Qianqian who was kneeling on the ground, and his eyes filled with nervousness. Then he tightened his grip on Song Yizhi's neck.
The breath of death was approaching, and the sword energy in Dantian began to stir. It took Song Yizhi a lot of effort to suppress the restless sword energy.
On the surface, she had to pretend to be in pain.
Seeing Song Yizhi's expression turning purple, Lan Minjun said, "If you really want to strangle Miss Song to death, then you will lose your bargaining chip with us."
In fact, maybe he had to die first before Song Yizhi died.
The middle-aged man looked at Song Yizhi, whose breath was gradually weakening, and quickly relieved some of his strength.
He didn't really want to strangle Song Yizhi to death. Song Yizhi would be useless if he died!
The strangle on his throat was slightly loosened. After thinking about how a normal person would react, Song Yizhi took a deep breath.
Seeing that Miss Song had regained her composure, Lan Minjun turned to look at Bei Xianyue, who was pointing his sword at him.
"Miss Bei, we have to deal with the outside world together now." Lan Minjun softened his voice slightly and said to Bei Xianyue, "You might as well leave it to me next."
Bei Xianyue looked at Lan Minjun with disbelief.
Lan Minjun said warmly, "Don't worry, Miss Bei. I certainly don't want anything to happen to Miss Song. The Lan family cannot bear the eldest elder's wrath."
Bei Xianyue seemed to be moved by Lan Minjun's sincere speech. She put away her sword and stepped aside.
Wei Ling and others also retreated.
Rong Yueyuan's eyes fell on Lan Minjun.
Lan Minjun walked up a few steps, raised his hand and saluted Rong Yueyuan, "Fifth Elder Rong."
"Say." The gentle voice was majestic and strong.
"He does have a deep relationship with the Lan family. If I guessed correctly, he should be a loyal servant of the master of the Lan family and his concubine." Lan Minjun's gentle voice sounded.
When it comes to her own identity, Lan Qianqian feels uneasy.
Her identity...
If Rong Yueyuan knew his identity, would he...
Before Lan Qianqian could think about it, Lan Minjun's voice rang out, "The reason why I say that is probably because he is now wearing a human skin. I'm not sure if the core inside him is that evil monster."
Rong Yueyuan's expression remained as usual, and his gentle voice sounded, "Demon?"
Lan Qianqian was instantly frightened.
She suddenly raised her head to look at the glorious Fifth Elder, her expression revealing urgency, "I am not the Fifth Elder..."
"As the fifth elder thought, Lan Qianqian's biological mother is a princess of the Red Dragon Royal Family, and her biological mother's loyal servant is naturally a demon." Lan Minjun's voice covered Lan Qianqian's voice.
Before Lan Minjun's voice fell, despair filled Lan Qianqian's eyes.
