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In the main hall of the Su Family, Su Zhendong steadily sat on the Patriarch's seat.
Below, a disciple reported: "Reporting to Patriarch, that Ye Family Bank is wantonly recruiting children, all of them are useless people who are unable to cultivate!"
The elders in the hall had also heard of this matter. At this moment, an elder said,
"Then how is it possible for the Ye family to claim that they have the ability to improve the aptitude of these trash?"
"Are we supposed to collect these children and cultivate some kind of demonic technique?"
"Maybe we can use this matter to stomp the Ye Family down, and force Ye Fan out!"
Su Zhendong coughed lightly twice, and the hall turned silent.
"Third Elder, you go and make the arrangements. You must blow the matter up for me!"
The Su Clan's Third Elder, Su Yu, immediately nodded his head and quietly left the hall.
Su Zhendong sneered in his heart. As long as Ye Fan came out, he would be able to use the spatial divine power's power to strangle him.
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Nanzhou City, facade of the Ye Family Bank.
"Someone come quickly, this Ye family is killing a child, my son!"
"This Ye family is simply inhumane. They collect children for the purpose of draining them of their blood. "
"Pity my son!"
The crowd immediately became restless.
In front of the bank, there were three corpses of children, all of them sucked dry.
Meanwhile, more than ten parents were at the gate, insulting the Ye Clan's disciples.
"How is it possible that my child has just been sent in? Hurry up and return it, we don't need to cultivate anymore! "
"Right, today the Ye family must give an explanation, and return all our children!"
Thousands of people surrounded the bank, and the crowd was furious. At any moment now, they could force their way in.
This matter was too huge, the person in charge here had to report quickly, and Ran Tianlan had to take care of it as a matter of urgency.
If they did not handle this well, the entire Ye Family might be rejected by the Southland, or even toppled over.
"I am the head of Ye family!"
Ran Tianlan descended from the sky, his imposing aura immediately intimidating the entire audience.
Soon after, she took out a jade slip with one hand and tens of thousands of names appeared on it.
"Zhang Quan, Liu Ying, Huang Mu!"
"These three children are not on the list, why are they slandering my Ye Family Bank?"
With Ran Tianlan's tender shout, the dozen of patriarchs were rendered speechless.
When a middle-aged man saw this, he immediately shouted, "If you say there isn't one, then there isn't one? With your profound strength, erasing two names is just a matter of time. "
"Humph!" "In my opinion, this Ye family has already sucked all those children dry. Otherwise, why wouldn't they dare to hand them over?"
Hearing this, the crowd's anger was instantly incited. After all, the death of the three children was an ugly sight to behold.
"Give us back our children, you heartless Ye family, how dare you do such a thing!" The man shouted, but in reality, he was sneering in his heart.
The Ye Clan was finished today!
Facing the crowd that was getting more and more angry, Ran Tianlan sneered and immediately waved his hand.
One by one, the female disciples walked out with a group of children.
"Father, mother, I've become a fighter!"
"Dad, I can cultivate now. Look!"
Countless children threw themselves into their parents' arms, showing them clumsy control over their spiritual energy.
Shock!
Everyone immediately calmed down. Their own child had really become a martial artist.
How is this possible?
The middle-aged man's face turned black. How could a cripple cultivate? After some thought, he immediately turned around to leave.
As he turned around, he was kicked by a man in white robes.
That kick contained an astonishing amount of power. It instantly kicked him upside down and he started to spit out blood.
"Who gave you the courage to cause trouble in my Ye Family Bank!"