He was afraid that Ling Tianfan would regret it and think that he had no value, so he would kill his deity.

"Don't worry, I'm the one who keeps my promise."

Ling Tianfan said lightly.

His Taoist soul deity quietly returned.

At this moment, the imperial palace had already exploded, and the troops from the Wu Palace had also been dispatched to help blockade and search for information about Yang Li, a rebellious disciple.

However, Yang Li has fallen into Ling Tianfan's hands, so where can they catch it?

The faction of Meng Tang, the leader of Wendian Palace, was as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"Senior Brother Meng Tang, President Yuehui has organized a group of senior officials to go to the Palace Master Di Yixiang to file a complaint and want to dismiss your position as the Palace Master of Wen Palace!"

Yan Zheng, the director of the Yanshu Confucian Academy, said.

In the Yanshu Confucian Academy, some senior elders also followed Yuehui to file a lawsuit.

Obviously, although he was the dean of the Yanshu Confucian Academy, there were many factions within the Yanshu Confucian Academy, and it was not just for him to say it alone.

"That bitch Yuehui, I'd killed her if I had known it! She was usually submissive and unconscious, but she didn't expect to hide so deeply! Could it be that she thought that she could replace her and sit on this article after moving to Senior Brother Meng Tang.

Is it the position of the Lord of the Palace?"
Chapter completed!