"Master has an order that no one can harm Ye Fan, otherwise she will remember it in her heart and will kill her even if she is far away!"

While speaking, Nangong Yan flashed a token.

The golden light is shining, with a majestic Buddha statue engraved on one side and the word Nirvana written on the other.

"Master Nirvana?"

When the eight men in black saw this, they subconsciously stopped.

The coir raincoat also narrowed his eyes: "Is Ye Fan a disciple of Master Nirvana?"

Obviously, the name Master Nirvana is still very lethal to people in the world.

Han Ziqi became happy when he saw this.

"That's right!"

Nangong Yan was also extremely proud: "Ye Fan is my master's disciple, my junior brother."

"Liao Li Weng, I know you are powerful, but this is the person my master wants to protect, and I hope you can give my master some face."

"Of course, I also know that Mark has offended you, and you also need to save face and maintain your authority."

"With one finger, all grudges can be wiped out."

Nangong Yan shouted to Ye Fan who came out again:

"Ye Fan, cut off one of your fingers and give the coir raincoat an explanation..."

She seemed to be in control of the situation.

"Sorry, I can't hold this finger."

Ye Fan walked to the front and looked at the coir raincoat man:
Chapter completed!