Meng Yi took two steps towards the door of the living room and looked up at the gray sky, his old face showing determination.
"Miss Ying, why don't I understand what you are saying? However, until there is no hope, at least the Qin people in No. 9 Main City can live with more dignity than other places, right?"
"However, if I recognize him as king, the anger of the Yama people will soon reach the No. 9 main city. By then, the Qin people who live peacefully in the No. 9 main city will no longer have peace."
"Clan Chief Meng, who said there is no hope? Mr. Qin is the hope of our Qin people!" Ying Yushu retorted loudly.
Meng Yi shook his head: "No, he is not hope! His arrival is not a salvation for our No. 9 main city, but a disaster!"
"I cannot entrust the lives of so many Qin people in the main city of No. 9 to a prophecy made a thousand years ago. Then I am not worthy of being their clan leader!"
He glanced at Montaigne, sighed, and said in a sad tone: "If the day you said comes true... let's talk about it then!"
Ying Yushu still wanted to persuade, but Qin Fan stopped her with his eyes.
"Let's go!" Qin Fan said calmly, his attitude was very calm, and he was not angry because he was said to be a disaster.
"Yes." Although Ying Yushu was unwilling to accept it, she still nodded and left with Qin Fan.
Montaigne stretched out his hand to dissuade him, but when he saw his father shaking his head at him, he had to put his hand down with a depressed look.
After Qin Fan and Ying Yushu left, Mengtian asked angrily: "Chief, you should know in your heart that what they said is the truth!"
"The Yama people will not let us continue to live peacefully. This time they kidnapped me and asked me how to open the magic circle. This is the best proof."
Looking at the angry Montaigne, Meng Yi's old face showed no emotion at all. He just asked seriously: "What if we recognize him as king now and break with the Yama people?"
"Then..." Montaigne suddenly stopped talking, the anger on his face disappeared, replaced by humiliation and annoyance.
"Can't answer? Still don't want to answer?" Meng Yi asked with a sneer.
Montaigne looked stubborn and clenched his fists. Although he knew the consequences, he refused to speak out.
"Haha, since you don't want to say it, let me answer it for you!"
Meng Yi's face became solemn and his voice raised: "Then, all our Meng family members died in the battle, and all the Qin people in the No. 9 main city also died in the battle. The No. 9 main city is no longer the only pure land for the Qin people, but has become the Qin people's only pure land.
Human hell.”
The hall was quiet, and all the Meng family members lowered their heads. Although they were unwilling to do so, what could they do?
Meng Yi's voice continued: "Chief Ying led the Qin people to fight the Yama people in the main city of No. 5, and everyone saw the result."
"Most of the Qin cultivators from the nine main cities were sent, but the result was a miserable victory. And the enemy we faced at that time was just the Yama people from the fifth main city."
"It's not that I want to sit back and wait for death, I just want to delay it as much as possible for everyone. I hope we can survive until the day when a miracle happens!"
Montaigne looked ashamed and knelt down on one knee: "Chief, please stop talking. I didn't understand your painstaking efforts. I was wrong!"
Meng Yi walked over and pulled him up: "You are right, but you are still too young and a little impulsive when things happen."
"As the leader of a clan, I need to take the overall situation into consideration."
"The candidate to enter the ancestral hall for maintenance this time is you. Come with me later and I will tell you the details of the magic circle."
Montaigne was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, the patriarch, for looking up to me. I will definitely live up to your trust!"
Only the clan leader and the great elder know the detailed information of the ancestral temple formation. It seems that he has withstood the torture of the Yama people. The clan leader is going to focus on training him!
Qin Fan took the lead to leave the Meng family's yard. As soon as he walked out of the gate, Ying Yushu stopped him.
"Master Qin, the Meng family has gone too far. I hope you won't take it to heart!"
"It's okay." Qin Fan's tone was calm, without any hint of anger.
Ying Yushu asked in confusion: "Aren't you angry?"
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Why are you angry? In fact, what he said is also true."
"So far, we have indeed given the Meng family no hope!"
"Not only did I see no hope, but because of the two previous battles, the Qin people suffered heavy casualties. Now I have actively provoked hatred and made the Yama people jealous of me. It is indeed a disaster for the Meng family."
Ying Yushu retorted: "You did this for the safety of your tribe. You took the initiative to bear the risk. He shouldn't say that to you!"
"No, I must tell my father and let him denounce him!"
Qin Fan shook his head and smiled: "Condemn? This is not my style of doing things."
"Since he can't see hope, then I will give him hope."
"Give him hope!" Ying Yushu was surprised, feeling the invisible aura on Qin Fan's body, and a look of awe appeared in her eyes.
"Without the guidance of the Meng family, we would not be able to enter the ancestral hall and get the Tai'a sword. What should we do next?" Ying Yushu asked.
Qin Fan thought for a while and said: "First find a place to rest, and then ask about the location of the ancestral hall. If the family doesn't agree, won't we go by ourselves?"
"But, we can't open the magic circle in the ancestral hall without the Meng family!"
Qin Fan chuckled and said: "Who said that only the Meng family can open the magic circle? As long as it is a magic circle, there will naturally be a way to break it."
"As long as you find out the location of the ancestral hall, leave it to me to crack the magic circle."
"Okay!" Ying Yushu was overjoyed. If Qin Fan could enter the ancestral hall without passing through the Meng family, it would be a slap in the face to the Meng family.
Humph, who made them look down on others so much! Ying Yushu complained in her heart, thank Qin Fan for saving their children!
Qin Fan and Ying Yushu were looking for a place to stay, and at this moment, in the main city of No. 9, Qiao Luoen arrived with his golden mecha.
Galliford, who was wearing a red robe, gave him a warm hug.
"Old man, long time no see! I miss you very much. When I see you, I don't have any worries anymore."
Qiao Luoen laughed: "You don't miss me, you miss the intermediate soldiers I brought!"
Galliford's face was serious: "Old man, I'm really sad when you say that. Come on, I've prepared a banquet for you."
"Okay, let's talk while eating." Qiao Luoen walked non-stop from Main City No. 1 to Main City No. 9 and wanted to take a rest.
In the spacious dining room, Galliford and Qiao Luoan sat at an ivory white rectangular dining table, and the servants served sumptuous dishes.
"Dear Joe, try our specialties!"
Qiao Luoen took a bite and nodded: "It's not bad! But it's far less delicious than those made by the Qin slaves! They are simply born gourmets, and they can make simple dishes delicious enough to make the gods drool."
Galiford's face darkened and he rolled his eyes: "Old man, did you do this on purpose? You clearly know that our City No. 9 lives in peace with the Qin people, and there are very few Qin slaves."
Qiao Luoen smiled and said: "Oh, that's such a pity! So you have never tasted the dishes made by those Qin slaves. If you have the chance, you must come to City No. 5. I have several Qin slaves there.