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    “Whoosh whoosh!”

    Ye Fan returned to the room and had just drank a cup of tea when he noticed a figure flashing outside the door. He opened the window and took a look and found that there were many more guards and patrols.

    There were also several masters from the Song family staring at the room where he was.

    Ye Fan saw that the other party was coming for him, and 90% of the time it was Song Shiyan and Jiang Mengli who arranged to keep track of him, not giving him a chance to escape.

    Ye Fan smiled noncommittally. If he wanted to run out, no one could stop him. These people who dared to attack were simply giving away their lives.

    So he didn’t bother to say anything more and planned to wait for Jiang Zhiyi to come back tomorrow before making plans.

    “Dingle bell!”

    While Ye Fan was lying in the bathtub taking a bath, his phone vibrated. Ye Fan opened it and Song Hongyan’s video came over.

    Ye Fan quickly took it and saw a vast expanse of white, and then the camera became clear.

    He saw Song Hongyan who was also soaking in the bathtub, and immediately laughed: “Honey, are you taking a bath too? What a coincidence!”

    Song Hongyan lay lazily in the bathtub filled with milk, holding a glass of red wine and smiled at Ye Fan:

    “Husband, you have been extremely vigorous these days. You saved a lot of money from the bloodbath in the Northern Martial Arts League, which saved me from struggling for several years. I naturally want to reward you.”

    “It’s a pity that you are not with me, otherwise I would serve you well tonight and let you feel the happiness like a god.”

    “But it’s okay, I can let you feast your eyes first, and then I will compensate you with interest when you come back.”

    Song Hongyan smiled coquettishly at Ye Fan, then crossed her legs slightly, letting Ye Fan feel the fatal temptation.

    Ye Fan was helpless: “Honey, aren’t you feasting my eyes? You are playing with fire and killing my heart. Do you believe that I will take a plane back right away?”

    “When you come back, I’ll wait for you!”

    Song Hongyan hooked her fingers at Ye Fan, and then smiled playfully: “I don’t believe you will come back overnight.”

    “Besides, don’t say that you are so pitiful. Didn’t you conquer a widow?”

    “I have seen her information and photos, and I have to say that she does have a charm and flavor that ordinary women cannot match.”

    Song Hongyan’s red lips parted slightly: “It’s no wonder you showed mercy to her!”

    Ye Fan coughed: “Honey, you misunderstood. I have no feelings for Nangong Zhixia. Compared with you, I don’t even feel as good as my toes.”

    “I kept her just because I wanted to use her to clean up the mess between the Xuanyuan family and the Northern Martial Alliance!”

    “You know, it’s easy to kill people, but it’s hard to deal with them. The Northern Martial Alliance spies are so big, and without agents to help, I probably won’t be able to finish them even during the Chinese New Year.”

    “As for choosing Nangong Zhixia, I think she has potential and I’m really not greedy for her beauty.”

    Ye Fan innocently expressed his loyalty to Song Hongyan, and at the same time, Nangong Zhixia’s little mouth in the hot spring came to mind. Fortunately, he caught it, otherwise…

    “Yes!”

    Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan and chuckled: “If you really like the widow, why would you abandon the near and seek the far away? After all, Jiang Zhiyi is also seductive enough.”

    Ye Fan smiled helplessly: “Honey, are you testing me again? Nothing can happen between Aunt Jiang and I. You are the only one in my heart.”

    “I believe you!”

    Song Hongyan smiled with satisfaction, and then asked: “By the way, how are you busy at Jiang’s martial arts school now? Did the competition between the two families shock the whole audience?”

    Ye Fan sat up slightly and said, “Honey, there are some changes here at Jiang’s Martial Arts School. It is estimated that the plan will change a bit.”

    He quickly told everything about the battle in the ring, Jiang Zhiyi’s rise to power, Song Shiyan’s troubles, and Jiang Mengli’s request to hand over “Jiang’s Secret Skill”.

    After Song Hongyan listened, her smile faded a bit:

    “Let’s not talk about Song Shiyan’s troubles, let alone Jiang Mengli’s ignorance, but Jiang Zhiyi seems a bit unreliable.”

    “Jiang Zhiyi, as the person in charge of the Jiang family, did not deal with or warn his daughter when he made a mistake that almost killed the whole clan. Instead, he ignored the serious matter and let it go. It is too biased.”

    “Also, when she became the president of the Southern Martial Alliance, she would rather take the injured Jiang Qilang to the meeting than bring you unscathed. This is deliberately alienating you.”

    “The most important thing is that with her strength and wisdom, she should be able to see that you are the biggest contributor to the Jiang family.”

    “After all, without you killing everyone and turning the tide, she would have been deposed by Murong Feihong at the beginning, let alone the president of the Southern Martial Alliance.”

    “But for your great achievements, after she took office, she did not fully inform you of your achievements. Instead, she held a celebration party and everyone got credit. This is downplaying your achievements.”

    “In addition, Song Shiyan and Jiang Mengli attacked you tonight. Without Jiang Zhiyi’s indulgence and acquiescence, how could they dare to be so presumptuous?”

    Song Hongyan’s eyes flashed: “Don’t say that she might not know about it. If she didn’t have absolute control over Jiang’s martial arts school, it would be impossible for her to get to where she is today!”

    Ye Fan smiled: “What do you mean, my wife, Jiang Zhiyi is likely to burn bridges after becoming the president of the Southern Martial Arts League?”

    Song Hongyan smiled: “It’s hard to say that she’s burning bridges, but at least she’s downplaying your record and existence.”

    “In addition, Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang are the two most respected and trusted people by Jiang Zhiyi. They both advised you to hand over the ‘Jiang Family Secret Skill’. Things are definitely not simple.”

    At this point, she shook her head slightly. If Jiang Zhiyi and the others were really ignorant, they would definitely regret it in the future.

    Ye Fan rubbed his head and responded with a bitter smile: “Jiang Jinyu and Jiang Mantang really disappointed me…”

    Song Hongyan asked, “How are you going to deal with the issue of ‘Jiang’s Secret Skill’ now?”

    Ye Fan picked up the tea next to him and took a sip: “As I said when I left the banquet just now, let Jiang Zhiyi come to me!”

    Song Hongyan’s voice was soft: “You are giving her the last chance!”

    Ye Fan smiled and said: “After all, she is my uncle’s best friend, and she has really taken care of me a lot this month. I have to give her a chance.”

    Song Hongyan smiled and said, “If she doesn’t want Jiang’s unique skills, will you continue to support her, and even let her integrate the North and South Martial Arts League to become the first general leader of Chinese Martial Arts?”

    Ye Fan nodded slightly: “That’s right!”

    Song Hongyan asked, “Then she, like Jiang Mengli and others, wants you to share the secret technique of defeating Murong Feihong and the others?”

    Ye Fan showed a meaningful smile: “Then I will give her my secret skills…”

    At the same moment, in the Nanwu League’s meeting hall, Jiang Zhiyi was sitting in the main seat, flanked by elders of the Nanwu League and Jiang Qilang behind him.

    She glanced at the nearly 100 members of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance and said in a cold voice: “From now on, I will take over as the president of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance. Who is in favor? Who is against it?”

    Nearly a hundred members of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance knelt down and shouted: “Congratulations to President Jiang, congratulations to President Jiang, we will fight through fire and water, even if we die!”

    Jiang Zhiyi straightened his body and felt the blood boiling all over his body:

    Is this what it feels like to rule the world?

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