Cao Xiyue screamed: "You knew it was so dangerous, and you still brought me here?"
Yang Haoran curled his lips: "Wouldn't it be better to bring you here to gain some experience?"
There is another important reason that Yang Haoran did not mention.
That's because the master is famous, even though he knows that he is here to fight for strength.
But at least before starting a full-scale war, there must be a justifiable reason!
The Jia family's meeting hall is a separate tall building.
The height of a single floor exceeds ten meters, and the pointed roof pierces the sky like a sharp sword.
In front of this building, people seem even more insignificant.
At this moment, the door of the meeting hall was open, and two rows of Jia family guards stood on both sides, majestic.
Cao Xiyue paused and pulled Yang Haoran's clothes.
"Can you go back now? I have a bad feeling!"
Yang Haoran has a black streak on her head. This woman is born in the year of the Monkey, and her hair changes all of a sudden.
Aren't you quite brave before? Why are you so timid now?
This can't be entirely blamed on Cao Xiyue, it's actually that this place has put too much pressure on Cao Xiyue.
In the past, I had only heard that the Jia family was the number one wealthy family, but I never had a clear idea.
Today, the elite members of the Jia family gathered together, and Cao Xiyue suddenly felt as depressed as a mountain.
"Don't worry, if I can bring you here, I will be sure to take you away."
Yang Haoran pulled Cao Xiyue and walked towards the meeting hall in a swaggering manner.
At this time, there were at least three hundred people in the meeting hall.
All twenty or so practitioners from the Jia family gathered together, plus Liang Mingdao and others.
They all released the pressure belonging to the practitioners in unison, and pressed towards Yang Haoran and the others who entered the door.
Yang Haoran's eyes turned cold and he immediately stood in the front.
All the pressure suddenly fell on Yang Haoran.
This is the accumulated pressure of nearly thirty practitioners.
It has become like substance, even a piece of stone has to be ground into powder.
It is directly aimed at the true energy in the body of the practitioner. As long as the cultivation level does not exceed Liang Mingdao by too much, it will be crushed and collapse on the spot!
This is a veritable show of authority.
There were sneers one after another, and the eyes he looked at Yang Haoran were full of teasing.
When Yang Haoran walked at this time, he probably felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back.
Just a hearty laugh made everyone's hearts tremble and sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Yang Haoran can still laugh loudly. Shouldn't his true energy be completely suppressed?
The next moment, everyone was even more shocked.
Yang Haoran walked towards the meeting hall as if he was taking a leisurely stroll.
He didn't appear to be affected at all.
In such a dangerous situation, Cao Xiyue is ignorant and fearless.
Little did she know that she was only a hair away from death.
As long as Yang Haoran jumped to the side, the mountain-like pressure could crush Cao Xiyue into a meat pie.
Ling Tianmiao glanced at Yang Haoran with contempt on his face.
If others don't know, they must think that Yang Haoran is awesome.
Only Ling Tianmiao knew in his heart that Yang Haoran was not affected at all.
He carries a unique weapon on his body, the Soul-Eating Sword.
All the pressure was swallowed up by that sword. How much pressure did Yang Haoran have?
This is because Yang Haoran deliberately suppressed the Soul-Eating Sword, otherwise the other party would be aware of it immediately.
But I have to say that Yang Haoran’s move is quite intimidating.
It's really embarrassing to see each of them look like they have never seen the world.
Especially that guy at the fifth level of Qi refining stage, can't you just keep your mouth shut?
He's obviously an old guy, but he's still pretending to be young!
I hate this kind of fair-faced boy most in my life, especially the one with thick hair!
Liang Mingdao was indeed surprised. He judged based on the information he had obtained before.
Yang Haoran is at most a fourth-level practitioner in the Qi refining stage.
So sending him to take charge should be foolproof.
But what is happening now?
Yang Haoran was completely unaffected by coercion!
Liang Mingdao suddenly realized that Yang Haoran's previous information was wrong.
"Haha, the Jia family is really showing off, they are just paying back money, and they have brought so many people here!
But it's understandable, it's not a small amount after all.
Is the money ready? Why didn't Jia Kang, the debtor, come?"
Jia Kang did not come, and the reason was very sad.
Because his leg was broken by his biological father Jia Changxing the day before.
In addition, the Jia family has no intention of admitting their debt, so why should they let him come out?
What's more, the people who can appear in the meeting hall today are all people with status.
With Jia Kang's status, he doesn't deserve a place!
"Haha, arrogant! This is the first time someone has come to Jia's house to collect debt.
And so domineering! Didn’t you ask about the Jia family’s rules before you came?”
Jia Changlin, the second oldest, was the first to stand up, pointing his finger at Yang Haoran and yelling at him.
Yang Haoran reached into his pocket and took out the previous book.
Shaking slightly, he faced everyone in the Jia family.
"What's the rule? Isn't it natural to pay back debts?
This is Jia Kang’s signature and fingerprint, don’t your Jia family want to admit it?”
Jia Xulong stared at Yang Haoran coldly and snorted coldly.
"You are right, we do not recognize this book.
So what if it has Kang's signature and handprint on it?
His account has nothing to do with the Jia family. If you ask for the account, you have to go to the Jia family. That is disrespectful. Damn it!"
Yang Haoran curled his lips and smiled: "You are Jia Kang's grandfather, right?
I asked why Jia Kang was such a bastard. It turned out that the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked!
What you mean by this is that you don’t want to pay back the money, right?
This is equivalent to telling outsiders that the Jia family has betrayed their trust and failed to keep their promises!"
There was chaos all around, with all the abuse directed at Yang Haoran.
"Humph, you don't have to be sharp-tongued, I mean Kang can't represent the Jia family! If you want money, go to him!"
Yang Haoran's face darkened: "Okay, this money is what Jia Kang used to buy his life.
Since you don’t want to give money, then hand the person over!”
There were sneers all around.
"It's a joke. If you want to come to Jia's house to ask for someone, how many heads have you grown?"
Yang Haoran chuckled: "Not much, just one, but it's enough.
Either give me money or hand someone over today, otherwise I won’t leave!”
Jia Xulong sneered: "You do want to leave, but you have to be able to do so!
Kill him for me!"
Following Jia Xulong's order, twenty practitioners below the third level of the Jia family's Qi Refining Stage rushed towards Yang Haoran and the others.
"Stop, are the Jia family planning to be unreasonable?"
With a loud shout, Sun Jingshan led four practitioners into the meeting hall.
The practitioners of the Jia family stopped immediately, waiting for Jia Xulong's order.
"Master Sun! This matter seems to have nothing to do with you, right?
Do you want to take a trip into this muddy water too?"
Sun Jingshan gave Yang Haoran a respectful fist: "Mr. Yang, I'm late!"
"Mr. Yang is a great benefactor to our Sun family. Anyone who targets him will target the Sun family.
Even if my body is shattered, I must protect Mr. Yang!"