Chapter 1156
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The Great Lord does not care about the lives of his subordinates, but Elder Long has to care about them. After all, there are more than 300 people living in this underground palace. It will not be a joke if someone from the outside breaks in … "
This person was one of the three people who were held hostage by Di Fuyi.
The others agreed. "Yes, yes. It is convenient for you to go out, but there will be another round of investigation when you come back. Perhaps, everyone will be implicated by you and will be locked up in the dark room for a few more days …"
"Don't talk about The Great Lord. Perhaps The Great Lord does not care about this place at all. Most of the people here are Elder Long's subordinates, so we should listen to him."
"…"
Everyone was quarreling and fighting, and it was very noisy.
Long Fan's facial expression changed, and he immediately jumped out. "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about?! "
Then, he bowed to a place not far away. "The Great Lord!"
Behind one of the pillars, Mo Zhao appeared. The two important figures had shown up, so the people who were fighting had naturally stopped.
Mo Zhao smiled faintly. "So, my order is not as good as Elder Long's. Here …" Although he was smiling, his eyes did not show it.
Long Fan was speechless.
He did not dare to say anything else at this time. While apologizing to Mo Zhao, he asked his men to let them go. At the same time, he punished the few people who had said that The Great Lord was not as good as Elder Long.
Mo Zhao, who was wearing a black robe, looked like a messenger of the night. He smiled and did not say a word.
After Long Fan had dealt with them, he glanced at the few people who had spoken rudely and said, "Elder Long is indeed kind and generous. It seems that even if they rebel against me, Elder Long will not bear to punish them."
Apparently, he thought that Long Fan had punished them too lightly. Long Fan had no choice but to order his men to execute all of them as a warning to others.
Mo Zhao chuckled and patted Long Fan's shoulder. "Long Fan, I know you are the most loyal one."
Looking at the few people who were about to be executed, he added flatly, "You dare to talk about the Revered Lord and the Elder, you are trying to sow discord. Such a person with bad intentions, just killing him would be too easy …"
He waved his sleeves, and a five-colored light flashed out, completely enveloping those people who had been tied up. A few miserable screams came from the light, and clouds of blood mist flew out along with a few faint shadows.
The shadows were the souls of those people. Mo Zhao flicked his sleeves again, and the souls let out a shrill scream before vanishing.
This move obviously shocked everyone present, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back.
Mo Zhao turned around and looked at Long Fan, whose face had turned pale. "Elder Long, do you have any objection to my decision?
Long Fan naturally could not have any objections. He could only say that it had been handled well and fairly.
Mo Zhao glanced at them. "Do you know who your master is?"
"Supreme Lord!"
"Of course it's the High Lord!" Countless people responded.
Satisfied, Mo Zhao turned around and left.
Long Fan looked at his back and felt a chill in his heart.
Initially, he wanted to ask Mo Zhao what he wanted to do with those people, but he could not do so now.
Right now, he was the one whose achievements were higher than his master's.
Mo Zhao had stayed in the palace for so many years, so he knew very well how the Emperor Xuan had dealt with his meritorious subordinates. He had learned it and used it on Long Fan.
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