"National Master, tell me, what exactly happened?"
"Did Mark insult you? Did he taint your body?"
"Your martial arts ranks among the top three in the Brahma Kingdom. Isn't this skill not enough to resist Ye Fan?"
"Or, Imperial Master, you have never thought of resisting?"
"You must give me an answer to this matter, and someone must pay the price!"
"If Ye Fan offends you, I will kill him, I will kill him!"
In the Fanguo Mansion, Luo Yunyun walked into the bedroom and before closing the door, Fanbapeng pushed open the door and questioned him repeatedly.
He has suppressed his emotions all the way.
At this moment, he couldn't control it anymore, his eyes were blood red and terrifying.
Behind him, there were more than a dozen Sanskrit guards standing, and they all looked at Luo Yunyun as if they were mentally castrated.
What else could be more despairing than the feeling of a goddess being fucked by her enemy?
Luo Yunyun looked at Fan Bapeng and the others with disdain.
She wanted to kick the eighth prince away and yell at him to get out.
But she could feel that the emotions of Fan Bapeng and others were on the verge of collapse.
If she does not provide relief, Fan Bapeng and others will not only stop respecting her, but will also go to Ye Fan to kill her.
Fandansi was about to be released, and Luo Yunyun didn't want to cause any more trouble.
"Eighth Prince, and all of you, please listen carefully to me. I will only explain it once."
"After I finish explaining, today's matters will be settled and you should shut up."
"First, nothing happened between me and Mark. He didn't taint me or take advantage of me."
"I may not be able to beat Ye Fan physically, but there is no problem in resisting the overlord in the car and using the bow forcefully."
"Two, my screaming and the shaking of the car were just caused by Ye Fan treating my leg injury."
"He used silver needles to force the toxin out of my wound."
Luo Yunyun described the incident in simple words.
"Healing?"
After hearing this explanation, Fan Bapeng laughed angrily:
"National Master, do you think we will accept this explanation?"
"Although your thigh was injured by a fragment and you are unable to move, it has been treated by the doctor and is not serious. What other injuries do you need to treat?"
"And when the doctor treated you, he didn't see any infection in your wound. Where did the toxin come from?"
"Also, if it was just for healing, why did you scream and why did the car shake violently?"
"You are not fighting, you are just treating injuries with silver needles. Could it be that the Imperial Master cannot withstand the pain of silver needles?"
"If it was just for healing, why were all the imperial master's stockings torn?"
"To force the toxin out of the wound, you have to use your hands to tear it apart, isn't it clear?"
"If it was just for healing, why would the Imperial Master be dripping with sweat, soaked to the skin, and have weak limbs?"
"The most important point is that when Ye Fan first came here, he forcefully asked us to kill the Eight-faced Buddha before negotiating."
"After you got into the car with him, he not only didn't need us to hunt down the Eight-faced Buddha, but he also released Fandansi unconditionally?"
"Unconditional release, do you know what this means?"
"Equal to one of my arms, equal to 50 billion."
"Ye Fan is a bastard who only wants to squeeze us to death. How can he be so kind and let people go?"
"This can only mean that Ye Fan has taken over the position of national master and is too embarrassed to make any further conditions."
"This is also consistent with the conditions for Ye Fan's first appointment as a national teacher."
"National Master, are you and Ye Fan just settling down? Isn't that right?"
Fan Bapeng shouted all his questions at Luo Yunyun, and then punched the wall.
The tiles shattered with a crack, spreading dozens of shocking cracks.
The rest of the Brahma guards were also extremely sad and angry, and their pain far outweighed their anger.
Damn it, you know jumping into the Yellow River won’t wash you away!
Seeing the situation of Fan Bapeng and the others, Luo Yunyun knew that she could not explain clearly at all.
Ye Fan is too gloomy.
Secret conversations in the car, ambiguous healing, and the unconditional release of the eldest prince...
It may seem like an understatement, but he has a masterful grasp of human nature and psychology.
A series of operations not only damaged her reputation, but also caused Fan Bapeng and others to alienate her.
This kind of sowing discord is simple and crude, but it is extremely effective against Fan Bapeng and others.
And Luo Yunyun couldn't let Fan Bapeng and the others verify that she was still a virgin.
Thinking of this, Luo Yunyun wanted to punch Ye Fan to death.
"What I want to explain has already been explained. It doesn't matter if you believe it or not."
"I just want to remind you that your current madness and suspicion are exactly what Mark wants."
"He is full of hostility towards both the Brahma Kingdom and the Brahma people. He wishes to see us killing each other like this."
Luo Yunyun stared at Fan Bapeng and the others and shouted: "Don't let me down."
In the past, Fan Bapeng and the others would have listened respectfully.
But now, Luo Yunyun's loss of virginity is like a thorn in their hearts.
They only thought about pain and anger, and did not comment on Luo Yunyun's reminder.
Moreover, a national master who has lost his virginity is no longer qualified to teach Fan Bapeng and the others a lesson.
“It’s not us who are disappointing!”
Fan Bapeng puffed out hot air: "But the national master!"
Luo Yunyun's pretty face sank: "Get out of here!"
"I want to test the body of the Imperial Master!"
Fan Bapeng roared, rushed into the room, and closed the door with his kick.
Then he went to tear Luo Yunyun's wet clothes with red eyes.
"Pah——"
Luo Yunyun slapped him in the face.
"Beat me to death, beat me to death!"
Fan Bapeng ignored the redness and swelling on his cheeks and still pulled Luo Yunyun's clothes.
The craziness was even more intense than the stimulation from Ye Fan's windbreaker last time.
"Pah——"
Another slap in the face came over.
There were five more fingerprints on his face, but Fan Bapeng still stopped.
"Pah——"
"Pah——"
"Pah——"
Luo Yunyun did not use force, but slapped him one after another, hoping to make Fan Bapeng wake up.
But Fan Bapeng didn't realize it, and let his cheeks become red and swollen, and violently tore off the imperial master's coat with both hands.
His heart was filled with hatred.
He hates Vandance, hates Ye Fan, and hates himself——
Why didn't you capture Luo Yunyun earlier? Otherwise, Ye Fan wouldn't have been able to take advantage.
The scent of lavender on the wet clothes made Fan Bapeng lose his last sanity.
The coat is torn, and the snow-white skin and graceful curves are clearly presented.
This made the dozen or so Brahma guards in the crack of the door feel frightened and breathless.
"Bang--"
After tearing off Luo Yunyun's coat, Fan Bapeng used all his strength to push her down on the red sofa.
Luo Yunyun did not resist, but looked at Fan Bapeng with disappointment: "Are you going to do something stupid again?"
"Luo Yunyun, even if you beat me to death today, I still want to verify your identity."
"You are perfect, and I will let you kill me. If you are not, I will do whatever you can to kill me!"
Fan Bapeng's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, he stared at Luo Yunyun and roared.
After he finished speaking, he opened his collar and threw himself at the charming woman on the sofa.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the door opened and a wheelchair knocked through the crowd.
The visitor raised his hand and fired a gun, hitting Fan Bapeng in the back with a bang.
Fan Bapeng screamed, turned over and fell to the ground, blood pouring from his back.
He looked up with difficulty and saw Fandansi appearing:
