Cheng Yan Wang looked at those people clamoring to leave: "But if you want to cause trouble today, don't blame me, Cheng Yan Wang, for turning against others!"
The two brothers Chen Renfa and Xie Zi also stood up.
The brothers they brought and the brothers brought by King Cheng Yan all dispersed and surrounded the banquet site.
Those who originally stood up finally felt afraid and did not dare to act rashly.
At this moment, Gu Shengdong had already led several people and stood in front of Huang Qi: "Master Huang Qi hopes that you will be quiet. No matter whether you can watch it or not, just keep watching it for me!"
"What are you going to do? Do you still have the king's law?"
Sudden!
"Huang Qi, please be patient!"
A voice came from behind the wooden platform.
Immediately afterwards, an energetic little old man and an entourage came out from behind and went directly to the wooden platform.
All of a sudden, the gods formed the Four Great Vajras, and all the retired and unretired big shots on the wooden stage looked straight.
Obviously, none of them expected that this little old man could actually come from Yanjing in person!
"Mr. Lin, why are you here?"
"Mr. Lin, Fang Tianhao is dead, and Mu Feifei's mood is understandable, but such nonsense is disrespectful to the country!"
"Yes, if you look like this, everyone in the world will laugh at you!"
Old Lin looked quite old, but his eyes were extremely sharp, and wherever he looked, there was no sound.
Mr. Lin stood on the wooden platform and looked at the people below.
He opened his mouth and said: "If you correct your mistakes, then you should be encouraged. This has always been the principle of our Chinese life. We can't stop people from speaking just because we are afraid of being exposed for our past black spots!"
"What's more, what happened back then was sloppy, and today I'm sitting here listening!"
Mr. Lin has spoken, but no one seems to dare to speak up.
Even the three masters were shocked.
After all, this person who came here really has a great background.
But Lin Jianguo sighed and complained: "This ancestor is so nosy and doesn't care about my Lin family's affairs!"
But at this moment, Mr. Lin looked at Mu Feifei: "Feifei, we all understand how you feel, but as I once said to Fang Tianhao, evidence is needed no matter what, and all nonsense without evidence will not work!"
Mu Feifei nodded: "Mr. Lin, I understand!"
Mr. Lin frowned and said, "What you said just now is serious. Young people should not be too impulsive at any time. Impulsiveness can easily lead to regrets."
"My husband is watching me!"
Mu Feifei pointed to the ice coffin.
Mr. Lin looked at the ice coffin with a complicated expression and sighed: "What a pity."
At this time, Xu Jinren lowered his head and said: "Mr. Lin, is it possible that here..."
"Trial!"
Mr. Lin said indifferently.
Xu Jinren cheered up: "Yes!"
At this moment, Xu Jinren seemed to have accepted the imperial edict, as if a different person stepped forward: "Although this is not the sacred and solemn place where I work, but since Fang Tianhao's relatives and veterans have requested it, I, a retired old man, will try it again!"
Then, simple court furnishings were quickly placed on the wooden platform.
Xu Jinren sat on the main seat.
Below, nine people from An Shouren are standing or sitting.
Others who were forcibly brought to the stage also had their own places.
Mu Feifei, standing on one side, immediately said: "Bring here one of the culprits who framed my husband and Xiaolong Team 2 ten years ago!"
The originally noisy scene became silent again.
At this moment, even Mr. Lin showed a bit of surprise on his face.
The three masters of the family looked at each other with some suspicion.
"Have you really caught the culprit who framed Fang Tianhao back then?"
Chen Zhenghua couldn't help but be a little surprised.
The four great Vajras in the divine group have different looks.
If the culprit is caught, it is really possible for Fang Tianhao and others to be overturned.
At this time, Fang Tianhao, who was sitting at a table in the corner, wearing a mask and cap, and Fei Hua, who looked like a couple, raised his head and was silently looking at Mu Feifei on the stage, completely immersed in the storm and even stirring up the storm.
Feihua next to her whispered: "I said, she seems very confident."
Fang Tianhao frowned: "I'm afraid it's Yan Ruoshui!"
After saying this, Fang Tianhao looked at Yan Shengyu, who was sitting at a table in front of him, still looking proud, the two masters next to the second generation ancestor.
Fang Tianhao narrowed his eyes: "Feihua, go to the front and stare at those two strong men in person!"
Feihua stood up immediately.
Fang Tianhao suddenly grabbed Feihua's arm.
Feihua turned her head in confusion.
"There are two people, are you sure?"
There seemed to be a smile in Feihua's eyes, and then she proudly raised her chest: "In these two fair and honest duels, I may not be able to take advantage, but... don't forget what I do!"
Feihua walked forward.
"Brother, is there anyone sitting here?"
Fang Tianhao was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at a boy wearing a suit without a tie and carrying a briefcase who came over at some point.
For a moment, Fang Tianhao was shocked!
This turned out to be Tang Yima, the postman from the Mars Post Office!
Tang Yima asked in confusion: "Brother, is there anyone sitting here?"
Fang Tianhao looked at the others at his table who were following Cheng Yanwang. Chen Yifa and the others stood up and ran to help his wife maintain order.
After that, it was just him and Feihua at this table.
So, naturally there are plenty of seats.
Fang Tianhao's voice was hoarse and low: "There are so many seats, but you have to sit next to me?"
Tang Yima smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, the other seats were occupied by those people from the world who were not easy to get along with at first sight. But the seat next to you is occupied by a girl. She must be easier to talk to."
Fang Tianhao was speechless after hearing this!
"You can sit down if you want!"
Fang Tianhao looked at the wooden platform, as if he was waiting for the culprit Mu Feifei said to be brought up, and glanced at Tang Yima, who was sitting down with gratitude.
Fang Tianhao asked knowingly: "Brother, you look like you are at work. Are you here to attend a funeral?"
After Tang Yima sat down, he grinned and said: "Brother, I'm just in time to deliver the letter. I just have a good meal. I've been running around all day long and can't even eat well."
"What letter are you sending?"
Fang Tianhao asked curiously.
Tang Yima pointed to the mourning hall in the distance: "Send a message to the deceased."
Fang Tianhao was surprised that he was actually sending him a letter?
Fang Tianhao stared at Tang Yima: "Everyone is dead, yet you still deliver a letter?"
Tang Yima chuckled and said, "Brother, you don't know that our Mars Post Office can deliver the letter no matter who it is. Even if the recipient dies, we will deliver it to his grave!"
"..."
Fang Tianhao's mouth twitched: "Are we still digging graves?"
"yes!"
Tang Yima was confident and confident.
For a moment, Fang Tianhao felt that this Martian post office was not a good bird. It would not be able to live in peace even if it died, and it might even be dug up.
However, Fang Tianhao was a little curious about the content of the letter.