"You, kneel down! How dare you offend the King!"
Zheng Jianfeng shouted angrily.
Ye Qingtian showed a harmless smile: "Ignorance is not a crime, break one leg each! Don't show off in front of me anymore! I'm not the type to kill indiscriminately!"
"Pfft!"
Thinking of the scene when the White-faced Buddha's body exploded earlier, everyone's lips twitched furiously.
"Th-thank you, King..."
Zheng Jianfeng swallowed hard, trembling slightly.
"Ugh..."
Soon, screams like the slaughter of pigs echoed throughout the conference hall.
Everyone felt their scalp tingled, filled with horror.
Fortunately, broken legs can heal, had it been their lives, it'd be game over.
Ye Qingtian's gaze landed on Kang Juntao: "By the way, I just asked you to inform them that you are to be the lord of Anbei. Now, say it loudly to them!"
Kang Juntao was utterly bewildered, as if in a dream, inexplicably shouting, "I am to be the lord of Anbei!"
