Everyone looked over together and saw hundreds more people walking towards the foot of the mountain. They were people from the Changsun family, the Dongfang family and the Sima family.
Different from the Murong family, these three families are together, and the one walking in the front is a young man. Standing side by side with him are more than a dozen women, all with enchanting postures, one is more beautiful than the other, and each is more beautiful than the other.
The heads of the three major families all stood in a secondary position, obviously respecting this young man.
The young man had a relaxed and carefree look on his face and was wagging a dogtail in his hand. It looked like he was not attending a family meeting, but more like he was visiting the mountains and rivers.
Everyone was a little confused now and didn't understand what was going on.
It’s understandable that the three major aristocratic families would stick together for warmth, but who is this young man? Why should the three major aristocratic families respect him so much?
Murong He stood next to Murong Chenglong, raised his hand and pointed at the three aristocratic families, gritted his teeth and said: "Grandpa, that kid is Ye Bufan."
Murong Chenglong glanced over with stern eyes, and a powerful killing intent suddenly emitted from his body.
The people around felt this murderous intention, and they were all trembling with fear and kept silent.
Murong Chengdu waved his hand: "Don't act rashly now, put the overall situation first, and settle the score with that kid later."
Murong Chenglong snorted coldly and took back his aura.
After the three major families were in place, Murong Chengdu jumped up onto the high platform prepared next to him.
"When the time comes, the conference begins." He glanced at the audience with a proud look, "Today's family conference has only one theme. From today on, the imperial capital will respect our Murong family. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.
From now on, there will be no so-called four great families in the imperial capital, only the Murong family.
Other aristocratic families will be re-divided into different levels. Who is a first-class family and who is a second-class family is completely decided by our Murong family."
After he finished speaking, there was a gasp of air from the audience.
Although everyone had expected that the Murong family wanted to become a super family this time, they did not expect that their behavior would be so domineering.
Ye Bufan showed a joking smile. The Murong family is really arrogant. They even shouted the words "Those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish." They really thought that with a holy warrior, they would be invincible.
Murong Chengdu did not give everyone a chance to discuss, and continued on the stage: "From now on, those who are willing to surrender to my Murong family will stand on the left, and those who are unwilling to surrender will stand on the right."
After he said this, the scene fell silent, and the heads of many aristocratic families were quite confused.
First of all, the Murong family's behavior was too domineering, somewhat beyond their expectations.
Secondly, the three major aristocratic families are still there, and many of them are affiliated aristocratic families of the three major aristocratic families. Now turning to the Murong family is tantamount to open betrayal.
It would be okay if the Murong family completely defeated the three major families, but there is no official battle yet. Once the wrong choice of team is made, the final result will be devastating.
"I am willing to surrender to the Murong family."
At this time, a voice came first. The person who stood up was Zhong Baichun, the head of the Zhong family. He directly led the Zhong family to stand on the left side of the high platform.
Zhong Guoqiang followed Zhong Baichun, looking provocatively towards the three aristocratic families.
Ye Bufan smiled slightly. He didn't expect that the Zhong family would be the first to stand up and be the first to do so. He didn't know how the father and son would react later.
Zhong Baichun bowed his hands to Murong Chengdu on the high platform, and then said to everyone from other aristocratic families: "Everyone, what is there to hesitate about? Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and they must see the situation clearly.
The Murong family dominates the imperial capital. This is a general trend and irresistible. Everyone, hurry up and come with Zhong."
"Zhong Baichun, have you thought about the consequences?"
Dongfang Jianye's expression darkened. The Zhong family was now a subsidiary family of their Dongfang family. Although he had been prepared in his heart, being the first to stand up and betray him now made his face look a bit unsightly.
Zhong Baichun smiled coldly: "Dongfang Jianye, the Murong family now dominates the imperial capital. Your Dongfang family will either surrender or perish. You will no longer have the opportunity to be arrogant."
Murong Chengdu laughed: "Master Zhong is right. This is true for all the major families today. Either surrender or perish. Make your choice quickly."
The small and medium-sized aristocratic families who were originally present were all waiting and watching. With the Zhong family taking the lead, others no longer hesitated and came to the left side of the high platform to stand on the side of the Murong family.
Ye Bufan, on his side, did not make any blocking action according to the previous agreement, just to see the stance of these aristocratic families.
As the saying goes, a strong wind knows a strong grass, and a friend in need is a true friend. Only at this time can you see who is truly loyal to you.
In a short time, many aristocratic families in the audience were divided into two camps. One camp chose the Murong family, and the other camp was the three major aristocratic families.
But now it seems that the power of the three major families seems to be much smaller, and most of them choose the Murong family.
Ye Bufan's expression did not change much. There were always only a few people who were truly loyal. This result was not beyond his expectation.
Seeing this scene, Murong Chengdu looked proud and looked at the three aristocratic families and said: "Changsun Cangsong, Dongfang Jianye, Sima Pingcuo, for the sake of the four aristocratic families in the imperial capital, I will give them to you again.
A chance for you.
If you surrender to my Murong family, you can at least become a second-rate family in the imperial capital. If you persist in your stubbornness, you will cease to exist in the future.
I’ll give you one minute at the end, make your choice quickly and seize the opportunity, otherwise it will be too late to regret it.”
Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Murong Chengdu, I will give you Murong family another chance. Now bow your head and admit your mistake, and then go back honestly, otherwise you will be removed from the imperial capital."
"Who is this kid? He is so arrogant. Didn't you see that there is a Martial Saint in the Murong family?"
"Young people are really ignorant and fearless. They dare to say anything."
"What's going on with the three major aristocratic families? They allowed such a young man to anger the Murong family. Didn't you think about the consequences?"
"You are still young, how can you speak here?" Murong Chengdu looked at the three aristocratic families, "You old ghosts, are you just leaving a child with a yellow mouth to fool around here?"
The eldest grandson Cangsong was the first to say: "Xiaofan can completely make the decision regarding my eldest grandson's family today."
"The same is true for my Dongfang family..."
"And my Sima family, what Xiaofan said is what I meant..."
The heads of the three major aristocratic families stood up to support Ye Bufan at the same time, and everyone present was shocked.
Are these family heads crazy? They actually let a young man make the decision for the three major families. What is going on?
Even those who know Ye Bufan are extremely shocked. After all, he is only a grandson of the Changsun family. Even if he can gain the trust of the Changsun family, what about the other two aristocratic families? Why would they trust a young man so much?
Murong Chengdu's expression changed slightly, and he was a little confused about what was going on.
Having been in the imperial capital for so many years, he naturally knows that the other three heads of the family are not rash people. Today can be said to be a matter of life and death for the family. How could he hand over the power so easily to a young man in his twenties?
But since he had already said it, he couldn't say much. He could only look at Ye Bufan again: "Tell me, kid, how do you choose?"
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused, and they all knew that this young man's words would change the pattern of the imperial capital in the next few decades.
