"Lord Envoy! What's happening to all of you?"
"Are you being threatened? If you are, blink your eyes!"
In the middle of the square, the vassal families of the Soul Hall saw the envoys kneeling before Ye Fan and couldn't help but ask aloud from the crowd!
Although Ye Fan had set up a formation on-site, preventing them from hearing what was being said inside, they could still see what was happening!
A few Soul Hall envoys glanced outward with crazed expressions, nearly on the brink of losing their minds!
Damn it!
Threatened, my ass! Where were you lot just moments ago?
Now, you're asking if we're being threatened—too late!
Alas!
"You imbeciles, what nonsense are you spouting? We're discussing confidential matters with Young Master Ye! Threatened? What a joke; such a thing doesn't exist!"
The second Soul Hall envoy stepped out of the formation, amplified their voice to the maximum, and barked loudly.
