"Can, can, can I not be scared?" Zhang Feiyang looked around and stammered. Brother, can you do it? If you don't … can't … can't … can't … all of us … must … must … must … must … must … must … must … must … must … must … must … must …
"Useless. Do you have so little confidence in me?" Xiao Fan rolled his eyes.
"But, but there are too many people, too many people!" Zhang Feiyang looked at the increasing number of white-robed monks and felt his scalp go numb.
"Alright, just stay behind me and don't move!" Xiao Fan shook his head and smiled.
"Okay!"
"Okay!"
Zhang Feiyang, Cheng Long, Ling Xiaoxiao, and He Xue all said in trembling voices.
"Who is it? Who dares to kill my ninth disciple, Long Yue? " Suddenly, a slightly plump old monk in a grey robe leaped into the air and landed on the field from the roof. His body surged with a powerful aura as he shouted sternly.
Following the arrival of the old monk in a grey robe, two other old monks appeared and stood together in the field.
Seeing the arrival of the three old monks, the surrounding crowd was in an uproar!
The three old fellows from Sky Dragon Temple had finally arrived!
"Abbot, Master, Martial Uncle, it's him! It's him! He's the murderer!" The young monk who spoke first, who seemed to be the elder brother or younger brother of the fair-skinned young monk, pointed at Xiao Fan and shouted hoarsely.
"Oh?" The white-browed old monk was the first to look. His old eyes were filled with light as he stared at Xiao Fan.
"You're Xiao Fan, the murderer who killed my disciple, Long Yue?" The slightly plump old monk in a grey robe had a fiery temper. He glared fiercely at Xiao Fan and said angrily.
"Yes!" Xiao Fan nodded.
"How dare you!" The slightly plump old monk in a grey robe flew into a rage. "Then, give me your life!"
After saying that, the slightly plump old monk in a grey robe was about to attack. However, at that moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd. "Master Longxu, please wait. Let us, the law enforcement team, settle this!"
As soon as he finished speaking. A black-clothed middle-aged man with a calm face suddenly appeared in the field. He didn't seem to be angry at all. He glanced at the slightly plump grey-robed old monk and smiled.
"Master Aoyama!" When the slightly plump old monk saw the black-clothed middle-aged man, he immediately said in a deep voice, "Alright, since you're here, I'll give you face and not attack for now. However, you have to give me an explanation!"
"Fighting is prohibited during the Grand Assembly. Anyone who violates the rules will be punished!" The black-clothed middle-aged man said calmly. "There's no doubt about that. Don't worry, Master Longxu. I'll definitely give you an explanation!"
"Alright!" The slightly plump, gray-robed old monk immediately fell silent.
"Xiao Fan, right?" The black-clothed middle-aged man turned around at this moment, looked at Xiao Fan, and said indifferently.
"Yes!" Xiao Fan was extremely calm as he replied.
"Yaoyue has already reported to me!" The black-clothed middle-aged man said indifferently, "Although it was indeed Long Yue who provoked you first and acted without consideration, you can't kill him no matter what. That doesn't comply with the rules of our Grand Assembly. So, I'm very sorry, but I have to take you away and punish you with a day of confinement! "
"Is that so?" Xiao Fan glanced at him. He said calmly.
"Master Aoyama, you're just taking him away and confining him for a day?" The slightly plump, gray-robed old man who had just shut his mouth couldn't help but speak again at this moment. He said angrily, "As the saying goes, a debt must be repaid with money, and a murderer must pay with his life. He killed my ninth disciple, Long Yue, so he must atone for his crime with his death as a sacrifice to my disciple's soul in heaven!"
"That's right. Master Aoyama, isn't your punishment too light? "Another gray-robed old monk frowned. "If I remember correctly, the Grand Assembly's punishment for killing during the Grand Assembly is a life for a life. Moreover, it's executed on the spot, but you're only confining him for a day. This! "
"Of course, I know the rules!" The black-clothed middle-aged man said calmly, "But you don't know the real situation, because according to the information reported by our subordinates, this young man called Xiao Fan should be a Grade A Air Element Super!"
"And a Grade A Air Element Super is more than qualified to talk to us on equal terms!"
"The strong have the dignity of the strong!"
"Long Yue was careless and offended him. Being killed by him can only be said to be his own fault!"
"Before coming here, all the upper echelons of the Grand Assembly had an emergency meeting. Although this Xiao Fan killed Long Yue, there was a reason for it, so he doesn't deserve to die. Confinement for a day is enough!"
"No, I definitely won't accept such a punishment!" The slightly plump, gray-robed old monk roared. "So what if he's a Grade A Super? The dignity of our Sky Dragon Temple will not be violated by anyone. Since he killed my disciple, he must die! "
"That's right!" The other gray-robed old monk also stepped forward, stared at the black-clothed middle-aged man, and said coldly, "Although our Sky Dragon Temple is not some big sect, we're not someone that can be bullied by anyone. Anyone who dares to touch our Sky Dragon Temple will have to pay the price. Otherwise, with so many people watching today, where will our Sky Dragon Temple put its face?"
The black-clothed middle-aged man ignored the two of them, looked at the white-browed old monk, and said, "Master Long Ying, are you sure you don't agree with the punishment of our Grand Assembly organizers?"
The white-browed old monk did not say anything. He looked at Xiao Fan in front of him, then at the many Sky Dragon Temple disciples and spectators behind him. After a moment of silence, he finally said slowly, "Master Aoyama, I'm sorry, but I can't agree with the conditions of your Grand Assembly organizers!"
"If it were any other time, I might agree, but at this moment, this concerns the dignity of our Sky Dragon Temple. Forgive me for not agreeing!"
"Understood!" The black-clothed middle-aged man nodded, then said, "Before coming, we've already considered your feelings and the situation, so how about I suggest?"
"Speak!" the white-browed old monk said with a deep voice.
"How about I get this young man to apologize to all of you? With so many people watching, your Sky Dragon Temple should be able to get through this, right? "The black-clothed middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said.
"Apologize?"
The white-browed old monk immediately frowned when he heard this.
"Master Long Ying, the other party is not a junior disciple. He's also an expert. It's enough for him to apologize to you!" The black-clothed middle-aged man reminded, "You should leave some leeway when doing things. Don't push people too far!"
"No!" The slightly plump old monk suddenly opened his mouth and said coldly, "Just an apology won't do!"
"Then what do you want?" The black-clothed middle-aged man looked at the slightly plump old monk with a cold look in his eyes, but he still said indifferently.
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