Chapter 193
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Ye Fanchen and his entourage entered the Golden Hall together.
Ye Fanchen saw a huge arena the moment he entered the Golden Hall.
The arena was located in the center of the Golden Hall and was no different from the arena used by martial artists. It was half the size of a football field and occupied two-thirds of the Golden Hall.
The second floor of the Golden Hall was where the VIPs were seated.
Rather than calling this place a hall, it would be better to call it a carefully guarded arena!
Ye Fanchen frowned slightly when he saw this scene. He looked at Zuo Zhenyun with a strange expression.
"What kind of gathering is this?"
Ye Fanchen had already noticed that something was amiss. Why would there be an arena in a normal gathering? Why would the venue be like a Golden Hall?
"It's just a gathering organized by the Emperor for fun." Zuo Zhenyun waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Tell me the truth!"
Ye Fanchen's eyes gradually turned cold. It was so cold that it was frightening.
Zuo Zuozheng, who had been nagging, could not help but shut his mouth at this moment.
Zuo Tinglan also felt a chill run down her spine at this moment. How could such a gaze appear on a young martial artist?
Even Zuo Zhenyun, a Late Stage Chaotic Realm martial artist, felt a chill run down his spine when he saw such a gaze.
Among the four of them, only Nangong Yaner reacted better.
This was because among the four of them, she was the only one who had interacted with Ye Fanchen more often.
At first, she was frightened by such a gaze, just like Zuo Tinglan and Zuo Zuozheng. But after she got used to it, she felt an inexplicable sense of security.
After a moment of silence, Zuo Zhenyun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright. I'm getting on in years and it's time for me to retire. The purpose of this gathering is to confirm the candidate for the next Marshal! "
Zuo Zhenyun told the truth. He knew Ye Fanchen's domineering temper.
If he didn't tell the truth, Ye Fanchen would probably fall out with him.
The master of a vassal king!
To be honest, if Ye Fanchen really fought to the death with Zuo Zhenyun, as the First Marshal of Snow Land, he wouldn't be able to handle it.
When Ye Fanchen heard this, his brows relaxed a little.
Zuo Zuzheng and Zuo Tinglan could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
"The position of marshal should be chosen from among the generals."
"Since ancient times in the Snow Land, the position of Marshal has always been chosen from the various large families in the Imperial City, as well as from the nobles." Zuo Zhenyun explained the truth that the people in the Snow Land would never know. "These nobles are inextricably linked with the royal family and have various agreements with them. They will never overthrow the royal family's ruling position …"
Before Zuo Zhenyun could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Ye Fanchen.
Ye Fanchen did not want to listen to these nonsensical things about the royal family and nobles.
After his rebirth, he had a resistance to these things.
One word: troublesome!
In the face of absolute power, these things were nothing!
Now that Ye Fanchen was mysteriously involved in the fight for the throne, he did not want to be involved in the fight for the position of Marshal.
These things were all stumbling blocks in his path of revenge.
"Why did you call me here?" Ye Fanchen looked at the huge arena and said bluntly, "I'm not interested in the position of Marshal."
When he said this, Zuo Zhenyun was stunned for a moment. Then, his eyes dimmed.
In fact, with his recommendation and Ye Fanchen's amazing talent, Ye Fanchen had a high chance of becoming the next Marshal.
Making Ye Fanchen the next Marshal was an idea that came to Zuo Zhenyun not long after he met Ye Fanchen in the Magic Beast Mountain Range.
This idea became more and more obvious.
Now that Ye Fanchen had rejected it, Zuo Zhenyun was inexplicably disappointed.
"You're not interested in the position of Marshal? Do you think it's so easy to be a Marshal? Only a fool would want you to be the marshal! "Zuo Zuozheng blurted out at this moment.
In response, Zuo Zhenyun rolled his eyes.
Zuo Zhenyun kept his mouth shut.
"I called you here mainly to ask you to help me verify the candidate for the position of Marshal."
Zuo Zhenyun was indeed an old demon who had lived for thousands of years. He smiled and tried to smooth things over.
His words made Ye Fanchen's eyebrows completely relax.
It was not impossible for Zuo Zhenyun to say what he said.
Since Zuo Zhenyun had helped to settle down Nangong Yaner, Ye Fanchen could help.
The atmosphere between the five of them finally calmed down.
They walked up to the second floor of the golden hall.
Zuo Zhenyun's appearance could be said to have attracted the attention of everyone present.
Everyone looked at Zuo Zhenyun and the four people behind Zuo Zhenyun. Their eyes were filled with enthusiasm.
The position of the First Marshal of Snow Land was extraordinary.
Moreover, the purpose of this gathering was to choose the next Marshal. As a Marshal, Zuo Zhenyun's words naturally carried a certain amount of weight.
Those who attended this gathering were either people who wanted to become the next marshal or their relatives and friends.
They did not have to curry favor with Zuo Zhenyun, but at least they could not displease him.
Zuo Zhenyun enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.
In comparison, Ye Fanchen was much more low-key. He followed behind Zuo Zhenyun without saying a word.
However, what surprised Ye Fanchen was that he met a few familiar faces in this hall.
Lin Xiao and Lin Yun.
A few months ago, when Ye Fanchen had just arrived at the Imperial City, he had met these two people in this branch of the Imperial City.
These two people were the Elders.
Although they were just acquaintances, Ye Fanchen still had some impression of these two people.
One of them was ferocious, the other was fair and clean.
One was dressed in a green robe, the other in a black robe.
A few months had passed, but these two people were still dressed like this.
They were the largest Chamber of Commerce in the Snow Land, so it was not strange for them to appear at this gathering.
The two of them did not notice Ye Fanchen's presence, and Ye Fanchen did not disturb them. He still followed behind Zuo Zhenyun with Nangong Yaner.
At this moment, an old man in a white robe with dragons carved on it walked toward them.
"Marshal Zuo! I haven't seen you for a few months, and your complexion is getting better and better! "The old man smiled." Oh, Zuo Zhenyun has also grown a lot taller. I wonder how's his cultivation? Tinglan is also getting more and more beautiful. "
Zuo Zhenyun smiled and nodded. "Old Peng, you're doing well too."
"Thank you." Zuo Tinglan responded very politely.
The old man and Zuo Zhenyun seemed to be very familiar with each other, as if they had been good friends for many years.
At this moment, the old man with the surname Peng also looked at Ye Fanchen and Nangong Yaner.
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