"The lord of the country has no Qimin and the lord of the white people has left the third person behind."
After calling the three people, Di Jiang dismissed everyone else in the room except Ye Fan and Zhu Jiuyin.
"I wonder what Mr. Di Jiang wants from us?"
Lord Baimin asked in a neither humble nor arrogant tone. Although his status in Guangming Pavilion was not as high as that of Di Jiang, he was still a powerful descendant.
"Look again, are there three of them?"
Di Jiang looked at Ye Fan beside him. Ye Fan closed his eyes, felt it carefully, and nodded to Di Jiang.
Only then did the three of them notice that there was a person beside Di Jiang that they had never seen before.
"Who is this Lord Dijiang?"
Wu Qimin asked coyly, Wu Qimin's race consists of men and women. The Wu Qimin in front of him looks like a man, but his voice is like a little girl's.
"This is Ye Fan, who newly joined me in Guangming Pavilion a few days ago."
Di Jiang introduced to the three of them.
"Sir, a human monk who has just joined Guangming Pavilion, how can he come to the eighth floor of Guangming Pavilion?"
Lord Guanxiong asked.
"Everyone who can come to this eighth floor to participate in the meeting is an elite and a leader. Is he worthy?"
Wu Qimin said contemptuously.
Before Di Jiang could speak, Ye Fan spoke up first. Although he didn't want to cause trouble, it didn't mean that he was easy to bully.
"Then what do you think, how can I qualify to come to this eighth floor?"
He looked at the three people in front of him with a half-smile.
Although I don't know how Di Jiang plans to deal with these three people, based on the current attitudes of these three people, Ye Fan will definitely not spare them in the future.
"Does this qualify you?"
The power of the Black Emperor exploded from Ye Fan's body, and the powerful pressure pushed the three of them directly to the ground.
Zhu Jiuyin and Di Jiang didn't have any big reaction, but they secretly marveled in their hearts that this human monk had reached such a state at such a young age.
Wu Qimin and the three of them lay on the ground, feeling doubly humiliated.
After a while, the pressure dissipated, and the three of them were still lying on the ground helplessly.
Wu Qimin propped himself up.
"Why do you want to humiliate us like this in front of Lord Dijiang?"
Being overwhelmed by Lord Dijiang's pressure was due to his incompetence, but being pushed to the ground by the pressure of the brat in front of him made him feel embarrassed, not to mention being in front of Lord Dijiang.
"Then tell me, why do you want to secretly communicate with the evil faction?"
Di Jiang said angrily. This voice made the three of them tremble with fear.
"Di...Lord Dijiang, I don't have it."
Lord Guanxiong sat on the ground and said tremblingly.
After saying that, Di Jiang increased his pressure.
"I, I said..."
Wu Qimin could not bear the pressure and drew a mouthful of blood.
"The evil faction promised our clan that after defeating the Guangming Pavilion, they would choose a good land for our clan and solve the hermaphrodite problem for our clan, so that we can live a normal life."
Di Jiang originally just had doubts about these three people, and increasing the pressure was just a test. But he didn't expect that just like this, Wu Qimin couldn't stand it anymore and revealed his identity.
Emperor Jiang was furious.
"How can I, Guangming Pavilion, be sorry for you! We spend a lot of manpower and material resources to train you every year, just so that you can contribute to Guangming Pavilion in the future, jointly resist the evil faction, and bring peace to this world.
"
Di Jiang was so angry that he pointed at them, his lips trembling.
"What about you, is this how you repay Guangming Pavilion?"
When the three of them heard Di Jiang's words, they collapsed on the ground helplessly.
