This time, the one who drove over was actually a military off-road armored vehicle. It was obvious that this was also a method supported by the military.
Behind the armored car, a black limousine slowly drove to the red carpet outside the conference podium.
The Patriarchs of the clan alliance all had expressions of disdain, anticipation, and curiosity on their faces, but no one had any intention of standing up.
Xiao Zhao got down from the front passenger seat and opened the door of the car.
Then, Ning Zimo, who was dressed in a black lady's suit and a white shirt, walked out from inside.
Ning Zimo's hair was tied up, she was holding a briefcase in her hand, and she was wearing high heels. She even wore a pair of decorative golden glasses. She was dressed in a very particular way.
To be honest, Ning Zimo had thought about it for a long time before she came here. Just how should she dress?
After thinking about it, with his little bit of strength, he didn't need to think about making a move at the scene, so he directly dressed like a professional woman in an office meeting.
After Ning Zimo got off the car, she turned around and looked at the car. After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out her hand and said, "Xiao Jin, come here."
On the seat of the car, the lazy Xiao Jin flew up and wrapped around Ning Zimo's arm.
There was a hint of boredom in Xiao Jin's eyes.
It didn't like this place. There was nothing to eat here, just a bunch of old bones.
If it wasn't for Ye Fan telling it to accompany Ning Zimo, it wouldn't have bothered to come over.
Seeing that Xiao Jin was finally obedient, Ning Zimo heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she brought Xiao Jin along the red carpet and walked towards the competition that was already filled with people.
"What's going on? Where's the Sword God, Ye Fan?
"Why is there only one woman? And he was only at the Spirit Condensation Realm … "Are you here to die?"
"What is that snake? Why does it seem to have wings? "
"Who cares what it is! It's just a snake, what's so strange about it! "
"Could it be that the Sword God is afraid of being besieged and doesn't dare to come over himself?"
The members of the clan alliance couldn't see Ye Fan appear, so they all whispered to each other and discussed.
The Patriarchs of the various clans at the conference table also frowned in confusion. Most of them were confused.
At this moment, Ning Zimo finally walked onto the stage. She walked to the empty table and put down her briefcase.
Looking at the hundreds of clan ancestors at the scene, although any one of them could easily kill her, Ning Zimo still suppressed the trace of fear in her heart and did not appear to be flustered.
Her expression was natural and generous as she smiled and greeted, "Good morning, Patriarchs of the Clan Alliance. My name is Ning Zimo.
This time, I will represent our family's Mr. Ye to start a competition with everyone. "
Ning Zimo's voice was not very loud, but there were no deaf people present, and their hearing was very good!
What!? Representative!? The group of clansmen thought that they had heard wrongly!
Bang!
A hot-tempered Patriarch slammed the table and roared, "What do you mean?! Where's Ye Fan!? "
"Could it be that he's afraid of us?!" Another ancestor laughed disdainfully.
Facing the questioning voices of the Patriarchs, Ning Zimo was not surprised. Her face gradually turned cold as she said, "Mr. Ye just happened to have some matters to attend to. He's busy outside, so it's not convenient for him to rush back.
So, he sent me a letter, leaving the matter of this meeting to me to represent him … It's that simple. "
As she spoke, Ning Zimo took out a black ball-shaped object from her briefcase and threw it into the middle of the meeting room.
When the ball landed on the ground, Ning Zimo used a remote control and pressed it. The ball began to operate, and a light screen appeared in all directions!
This was a little toy that Chu Yun Yao had lent her. However, it was quite useful for this kind of outdoor meeting.
In front of the group of old-fashioned clansmen, the sudden appearance of the screen and words caused them to be stunned for a moment.
"As everyone can see, there are a total of eighteen clauses written on it. They have clearly explained the obligations that all the clans of the clan alliance will have to abide by in the future, as well as the obligations that our side will abide by …"
Ning Xuemo said clearly, "All in all, this clause will not harm the interests and strength that the clan alliance originally possessed …" "That's right, that's right.
More importantly, it is to ensure that the management system of the secular world, the basic legal system, and the lives of ordinary people are guaranteed … "
Without waiting for Ning Zimo to finish speaking, another clan's ancestor could not bear to listen any longer and flew into a rage!
Shut up! Little girl! Who do you think you are!? You're even qualified to spout nonsense here!?
"That's right, let Ye Fan come over himself! Otherwise, don't blame us for killing you first! "A Patriarch said sinisterly.
Although Ning Zimo was afraid, she had been through a lot after all. She believed that Ye Fan wouldn't joke around with her life, so she mustered up her courage and retorted with a sneer, "If you really dare, would you still say so much?"
"You …" The Patriarch was so angry that his face turned red, but he didn't dare to make a move.
The scene fell into a stalemate. The Patriarchs of the various clans all turned their gazes to the leaders, Bai Ze, the Black Wasp, and the Kui Clan's Patriarch.
At this moment, Qing Yin was already so angry that her face was covered in dark clouds. She stood up and laughed angrily: "What a courageous little girl. Tell this ancestor, Ye Fan asked you to come here alone with a small snake. Is it to humiliate us?
He thinks he's the Sword God, so we're all afraid of him? Is that so? "
At the end of his tone, it was filled with killing intent.
Wei Bufan and Lei Chong, who were at the side, also had gloomy expressions on their faces. Ye Fan had sent Ning Zimo over, and this action had truly angered them.
Ning Xuemo clenched her fists tightly, then released them. After adjusting her state of mind, she gently smiled and said, "Everyone seems to have misunderstood. Mr. Ye did not deliberately send me here to humiliate you.
It was just that from the beginning, he never made it clear that he would definitely come personally … "
"What!?" The Patriarchs of the various clans were stunned.
"Isn't that so?" Ning Zimo retorted, "We didn't say that Mr. Ye would definitely attend this competition. I've always been the one preparing for it."
The scene was completely silent. The disciples of the clans were all dumbfounded. Everyone thought back carefully, and it seemed that they really didn't say that Ye Fan would appear.
But... No one would think that Ye Fan, the most important person, would be absent!
Wasn't this an extremely important occasion? The moment that attracted the attention of the entire China!?
Could it be that Ye Fan really didn't care, and looked down on this meeting so much!?
Ning Zimo continued, "In Mr. Ye's opinion, this meeting only requires everyone to discuss the details of these terms with me. Do you have anything you need to discuss and make some changes?"
After that, the Patriarchs of the various clans signed their names and pressed their fingerprints down. Everyone followed the terms of the meeting and it would be over.
Whether he came or not, it shouldn't affect the outcome of this meeting …
In other words, Mr. Ye is not interested in humiliating you with the matter of whether he comes or not. He just happens to be busy. "
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