Duanmuchang clenched his fists tightly: "Not only are you disrespectful, but you also hit people for no reason. I will sue you to Jiu Qiansui."

"Hitting someone for no reason?"

Ye Fan stepped forward and looked at Duanmuchang with a sneer, and even reached out and patted his face unceremoniously:

"You are the elder of the Elder Pavilion, and I am the first envoy. In the entire martial alliance, except for nine thousand years old, I am the oldest."

"It's okay for you to mess up Miao Taidou's affairs after you're full. Forget it for throwing teacups when you come to Longdu Branch. Forget it for you to sit there carelessly when you see me show up."

"But who gave you the courage to roar at me again and again?"

"Who is the most disrespectful person between you and me?"

His voice suddenly dropped: "Say!"

Duanmuchang was startled and instinctively took two steps back. His face was ugly, but his arrogance was reduced by three points.

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "I will also give you a chance to apologize, otherwise you, a veteran, will not have to do this anymore and follow Miao Taidou back to Miao City."

Yuan Qingyi took a step forward at the right moment and assumed a stance to attack Duan Muchang.

"you……"

Duanmuchang almost died of anger, but when he saw Ye Fan's cold eyes, he could only suppress his anger.

It is true that the arena is not purely about fighting and killing, but in this kind of close combat, fists still have the final say.

Duanmuchang had already experienced Yuan Qingyi's prowess and knew that he could not challenge Ye Fan.

He took a deep breath, looked at Ye Fan and struggled to say: "I'm sorry."

"Although this apology is worthless, for the sake of my nine thousand years, I still accept it."

Ye Fan wiped the blood from his hand on Duanmuchang's clothes: "But when you see me in the future, you should stay as far away as possible."

Duanmuchang was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to take action. He just bit his lip hard.

Miao Taidou completely recovered and touched the bloody mouth on his head, full of hatred and resentment, but he did not get entangled with Ye Fan anymore.

"Walk!"

He decisively led Duanmuchang and others out of the hall.

"Five tables and chairs, five hundred million."

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to stop it, pointed at the tables and chairs on the ground and said: "After paying, get out..."
Chapter completed!