Just when they were besieging Ye Fan, they didn't notice that a space crack was torn open in a corner of the room.
Di Jiang walked out of the crack with a cold face.
"One by one."
Di Jiang suppressed his anger and stood behind everyone. When the ministers heard his voice, they were stunned.
"I want to rebel even though I'm not here!"
Di Jiang's coercion was released with his anger, forcing everyone to fall to the ground.
"I asked Mark to do something, but it's your turn to tell me what to do!"
Di Jiang stood in front of everyone, his face was extremely dark. The ministers were lying on the ground. Looking at Di Jiang's cold face, they realized that they had really caused trouble.
"I've only been away for a few days? You didn't even listen to my words and even questioned whether I was lying!"
An old minister knelt on the ground tremblingly.
"No...don't dare, we just..."
"Just what? Do you just want to rebel, or do you just want to push me, the master, down, or do you just want to get rid of Ye Fan!"
At this moment, Di Jiang was so angry that he couldn't listen to his words.
The old man was so frightened that he trembled and closed his mouth instantly.
"Lord Dijiang, I don't understand why you made such a decision. How could a traitor like the female slave be eliminated so easily!"
A slightly younger senior member of Guangming Pavilion said incomprehensively, and took the initiative to hit the muzzle of Dijiang's gun.
Di Jiang's eyes were red with anger. He pointed at the people in front of him and said angrily.
"Every one of you only remembers that the female slayer is a traitor, and who of you remembers who his father is? What contribution has his father made to the Illuminati? Why did he judge the Illuminati? Have you ever thought about this!"
The person who just took the initiative to ram into the muzzle of Dijiang's cannon has only become a high-ranking member of Guangming Pavilion in the past two years. How could he know these things?
"So what if his father has made contributions to Guangming Pavilion? There are so many monks who die every year on the border battlefield. Is she special?"
Hearing this, Liu Yu, who was standing behind Ye Fan, couldn't help but secretly shook his head. This child is really not afraid of tigers when he is born!
He was a newborn calf, but the other veterans around him were not. Someone tugged at the corner of his clothes and motioned for him to kneel down quickly, but he broke away.
Di Jiang looked at the young Guangming Pavilion executive with an angry face and said to him.
"So what if his father makes a contribution to Guangming Pavilion?"
Di Jiang sneered twice.
"If it weren't for his father, today's Guangming Pavilion would probably have become one of the evil faction's territories. You still want to show off your power here!"
Di Jiang focused his attention on the veterans in front of him.
"It seems that you have almost forgotten. Why don't you let me remind you?"
"Back then, when Lord Huangdi devoted himself to the Guangming Pavilion and fought tooth and nail to protect the territory of the Illuminati, where were you? You were in the Guangming Pavilion just for pleasure!"
"When he was fighting Chi You on the battlefield and bringing you peace here, what were you doing? You were thinking about how to deal with his fierce and prone to riot daughter!"
"He finally came back from the border and wanted to meet his daughter. What did you do? You forced him to execute his daughter, so that he had to send the female slave to the land of Red Cliff!"
The young senior executive of Guangming Pavilion was stunned when he heard this.
