"Ye Aniu has already abandoned us and you and fled back to the Dragon Slaying Hall. Aren't you stupid to still be here worrying about him?"

Po Yin thought of the shame Ye Fan had given her and the last slap in the face, and took the opportunity to pour out all the resentment in her heart.

Hearing this, Shen Qiye shouted: "Yin Po, please don't slander Young Master Ye. Young Master Ye disappeared. He has his own reasons for disappearing. Don't speculate maliciously."

Shen Chuge also shouted: "Young Master Ye is not that kind of person, he definitely did not hide back to the Dragon Slaying Hall."

"If he was greedy for life and afraid of death, he would not have stood up to fight in Shenjiabao, nor would he have taken the risk of staying and ending his family."

She stared at Indian Po and shouted, "Don't slander Mr. Ye."

When India Po heard this, she sneered, as if she had already seen through Mark's style:

"Ye Aniu is a master of martial arts. The battle in Shenjiabao, whether alone or against ten, is not difficult for him."

"He can ensure his own safety, stand up to protect us and win our favor. Why not go along with the flow of favor?"

"But now, hundreds of thousands of troops are fighting in an extremely dangerous situation. The role of martial arts masters is limited. If you are not careful, you will be hit by a stray bullet and lose your life."

She snorted: "It's so dangerous, so of course he ran away."

Shen Chuge slammed the table and shouted:
Chapter completed!