Then, a heartfelt praise came from the attic: "So young, so extraordinary, so courageous, and yet so humble, Doctor Ye, you are very good."

"No wonder Tang Pingfan admired you so much in the first place."

"You are indeed a rare talent and a good son-in-law."

At this point, he changed the topic: "Everyone, please step aside. These are Mr. Song and Doctor Ye, not enemies."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pressure from the thirteen masters disappeared like a tide.

They all retreated one after another and sat back in their seats.

When passing the woman in black, she slowed down slightly and kept a distance of about two meters.

The woman in black showed no expression at all from beginning to end, just nibbling on the apple.

Song Hongyan took a step forward at the right time and shouted: "Song Hongyan has met all the seniors."

"Miss Song, there's no need to be polite, just tell me why you're here."

The man in the attic smiled faintly: "It is not convenient for you and Doctor Ye to stay here for a long time in the place of Qing Xiu."

"Senior Tu of the Tang Dynasty, I want to control the three branches of the Tang Clan, and I want to reunite the scattered Tang Clan."

Song Hongyan took a few steps forward, without looking at the attic. Instead, she bowed to the woman in black and said, "I want to get the full support of the Tang Sect Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!"

The whole place fell into dead silence for a moment.

The woman in black also stopped moving and raised her head in surprise.

Song Hongyan took a step forward again: "Hongyan has seen people slaughter seniors!"
Chapter completed!