Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it was like a pardon from the supreme king, containing an irresistible will.
"you!!!"
Prince Mingde's anger surged, and his face turned purple, uglier than eating shit. His fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were digging into his palms without even realizing it.
Order!
These two harsh words were like invisible swords, piercing straight into his mind.
Prince Meitoku is the most favored youngest son of the current emperor. He has a high status and is admired by all the stars no matter where he goes. Even the heads of the wealthy and aristocratic families want to flatter him.
With his status, how could he have ever been so humiliated?
The three conditions put forward by Ye Fan just now are more stringent than the last. They are just like stabbing the heart of Japan with a knife.
If he dared to send these words back, I am afraid that the current emperor would be so angry that he would have a heart attack on the spot!
The anger that had been accumulated for a long time finally broke through the critical point at this moment and exploded instantly.
Not enough words to speculate!
Now that the talks have broken down, why should he continue to stay and humiliate himself?
The next moment, Prince Mingde turned around and was about to leave without saying a word.
However, just as he took a few steps, Ye Fan's cold voice sounded in his ears:
"Prince Mingde, don't forget - you are here to negotiate with me on behalf of the royal family! If you dare to walk out of this door, we will be enemies and we will fight to the death from now on!
Now, the Sword Master Gen Musashi is dead, and the Ise High Priest has become my slave. The huge Japanese country has no enemy of me anymore! Do you believe that I can bloodbath the entire Imperial Palace and kill the entire royal family in one night?
Kill them all, leaving no grass behind!"
Ye Fan's voice was full of unabashed threats.
"boom!"
A solid murderous aura centered around his body and spread in all directions, suddenly filling the entire room.
Prince Myeongde, on the other hand, seemed to be petrified, with roots growing under his feet and unable to take a single step forward.
He has no doubts about Ye Fan's words, nor does he doubt Ye Fan's ability.
Now, if Ye Fan really breaks into the imperial palace and goes on a killing spree, not even the regular army can stop him!
Could it be...that we can only choose to surrender?
Prince Mingde felt unprecedented humiliation in his heart.
Although their Japanese country is not the most powerful country in the world, it can be regarded as the first powerful country in East Asia.
No one can imagine that a mere Chinese can make the entire Japanese nation bow to him!
For a moment, Prince Mingde seemed to be caught in a battle between heaven and man, with his face turning blue and white.
Every second seems like a century.
On the other hand, Ye Fan was still calm and calm as usual, with a mysterious smile on his lips, as if he had convinced the other party.
"call……"
Finally, Prince Mingde breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had made a big decision. He turned around and said to Ye Fan: "Master Ye, I will tell my father and the Prime Minister your request! But - they
Whether you agree or not, I dare not vouch for it!"
"Hahaha..." Ye Fan burst out laughing and said firmly: "Believe me, they will definitely agree!"
"Master Ye, if there is nothing else, I will go back to the imperial palace and report this matter to my father!" Prince Mingde's face was full of tiredness, and his simple words seemed to drain all his strength.
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"Then I'll be waiting for your good news!" Ye Fan said lightly.
Prince Mingde left the lounge quickly without any hesitation, as if he didn't want to stay any longer.
Looking at his leaving figure, Ye Fan was in high spirits and felt so happy that he wished he could sing a song "Man Jiang Hong" by Yue Fei:
Jingkang's shame is still not over!
When will the hatred of the ministers be extinguished?
Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.
The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.
Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!
There was a time when China was closed to the outside world, lagging behind and being beaten. It went through an unbearable period and was bullied by the Japanese.
But, thirty years to Hedong, thirty years to Hexi!
This time, Mr. Xiang of Eastern Divine Sword originally wanted to make Ye Fan become Wu Qingyuan in the martial arts world and suppress the Japanese martial arts world!
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan accidentally overplayed his game and crushed everything with his invincibility. Even the great priest of Ise Shrine became his slave.
Because of this, Ye Fan has enough capital to seek justice for the 40 million Chinese people who were harmed that year!
Justice may be late, but it will never be absent!
…
Time flew by, and three days passed before my eyes.
For three days, Prince Mingde never contacted Ye Fan, as if he had disappeared.
However, Ye Fan was not anxious at all.
The monk can't run away from the temple!
Even if Prince Myeongde runs away, then the entire royal family and cabinet cannot possibly all flee abroad to seek refuge, right?
And Ye Fan believed that no matter how angry the emperor and prime minister were, they would eventually choose to compromise.
Sure enough, on the evening of the third day, Prince Mingde suddenly called.
"Grandmaster Ye, I have reported the three conditions you proposed to my father and the Prime Minister!"
"Oh...what's the result?" Ye Fan asked calmly, without any waves in his tone, as if he already knew the answer.
"Master Ye, our Japanese country has agreed to your three requests! But for the second condition, we are willing to retreat 100 nautical miles from XX Island, but we hope that your country can keep it secret!" Prince Mingde said.
"That's no problem!" Ye Fan agreed.
In fact, he was unwilling to publicize this matter in a big way. Once the matter was made public, the United States, the country behind the Japanese country, might also get involved, triggering an unexpected chain reaction.
It would be better for both parties to simply do everything in secret and make a fortune in silence.
"That's right! When are you going to fulfill the third condition?" Ye Fan asked.
"Grandmaster Ye, this afternoon, my father will hold a press conference at the Imperial Palace... to apologize to the people of your country back then!" Prince Mingde's voice trembled, extremely humiliating.
However, I am a fish and meat.
Even if he knew it was a pit of fire, the Japanese emperor had no choice but to jump into it.
"Haha... Then I'm looking forward to the press conference in the afternoon!" Ye Fan smiled and hung up the phone.
…
At three o'clock in the afternoon.
This time period is not a prime time, and most of the people watching TV are housewives or retired people.
Even so, the total number of viewers in the entire Japanese country was in the millions.
Suddenly, the pictures on all the channels of major TV stations changed completely, and an urgent news was broadcast.
In the picture, the current emperor is standing on a rostrum, with an unprecedented solemn expression on his face.
Under the stage, there were reporters from major news media, holding various photographic equipment and aiming at the Emperor.
In fact, these reporters are also confused at this moment.
An hour ago, they were summoned to the Imperial Palace temporarily and were told that the Emperor had something very important to announce.
Such a large battle has never happened before.
Many people secretly speculate that the emperor is preparing to abdicate and choose one of his many heirs to succeed him?
"Ahem..."
Suddenly, the current emperor coughed slightly, attracting the attention of the audience.
With his status, he had given countless speeches over the years, but now, for the first time, he felt nervous, with large beads of sweat on his forehead.
Because he knows that after today, he will bear a lifetime of infamy, be ashamed of his ancestors, and be nailed to the shame rack of history!
However, for the sake of the inheritance of the entire royal bloodline, he still had to become this sinner.
After a while, the emperor finally said: "Today, I am holding this press conference to announce two pieces of news! First, the royal family will return a thousand national treasure-level cultural relics to China!"
"What?!"
Hearing these words, all the reporters in the audience and the millions of viewers in front of the TV were shocked. They couldn't believe their ears and thought they were hearing hallucinations.
However, without waiting for their reaction, the Emperor spoke again: "Second, I want to apologize to China for the evil deeds committed by my ancestors decades ago!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a look of determination flashed in the emperor's eyes, as if he had made some big decision.
The next moment, he leaned over and bowed, with his upper body and legs at a ninety-degree angle, extremely humble.
