Haoran is upright.

Yan Liuliu's whole body was filled with an aura of awe-inspiring heaven and earth, and with the added righteousness, there was actually a dragon lingering around him.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was all shocked.

This young man's domain is actually comparable to that of Beitang Xiuyuan.

"Haoran Zhengqi? Who are you!" Beitang Xiuyuan looked stern.

"The younger Emperor Yuanyang passed away."

"Yan? Your surname is Huang!" He still knew how old the Yuanyang Emperor was, but what really concerned him was the awe-inspiring righteousness of this son.

"Yes, senior, can you listen to me now?" Yan Liuliu looked towards Beitang Xiuyuan.

"I'll give you a chance to speak!" Beitang Xiuyuan said extremely domineeringly.

"Okay, I only have one thing to say. Please let us leave, senior." Everyone thought that Yan Liuliu would say some words of pleading, but they didn't expect that he would state his purpose so straightforwardly and let them go!

Beitang Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, but then his eyes were ferocious: "You think you are a member of the imperial family, so I can't do anything to you. Don't forget that this is Fog City. You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. What do you want to say?"

If this is all, then end it now and get out of the way, otherwise I will kill you too!"

"Haha, senior can of course kill all of us, but if we die, if we are held accountable, can the Beitang family shoulder the responsibility?" Yan Chuanliu's words were sonorous and powerful, reverberating between heaven and earth, and the hearts of those who listened were trembling.
Chapter completed!