Chapter nine hundred and seventy-eight of a word is earth-shattering!
"Chen Fan, what are you doing here?" When he saw Chen Fan, Han Litian's face darkened and he shouted.
Behind Han Litian, Han Qiaoting also took a step forward with an unkind look on his face, "Do you know what the occasion is today? You just barged in so rashly. Could it be that my father adopted you as his adopted son, so you are arrogant?
, starting to become arrogant?"
"Also, it's a bit disgusting that you haven't come to pay your respects to my father these days."
As soon as Han Qiaoting came up, he put on a menacing tone and questioned Chen Fan.
"Chen Fan, why don't you back down!" Han Litian said coldly.
Facing everyone's gaze, Chen Fan walked straight into the hall step by step, then raised his head and looked at Han Litian. When he saw Chen Fan, the sun god, Han Litian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt fiercely.
There is something strange.
The current Chen Fan, both in expression and brilliance, is completely different from the previous Chen Fan, as if some soul has awakened from his body.
No matter how slow his reaction was, Han Litian felt something was different. He finally stopped talking and just looked at Chen Fan calmly.
Behind him, Han Qiaoting took a step forward and yelled loudly, "My father is talking to you, so presumptuous, didn't you hear it?"
Chen Fan finally raised his head.
"I have something down here that I would like to invite all of you here today to take a look at."
Chen Fan said calmly.
"What?" Han Qiaoting said impatiently, "Go, go, what kind of occasion is it today? It's your turn to act wild here." Han Qiaoting was very angry. This Chen Fan is so presumptuous. Could it be that he thought there was a guest today?
Can he be unscrupulous here?
Moreover, these guests are here, and when they see such a scene, the Han family's face becomes dull.
Deng Deng Deng, Han Qiaoting hurriedly came down and grabbed Chen Fan's arm, trying to pull Chen Fan away.
"Chen Fan." Han Litian finally spoke and said slowly, "My friends from the 'Grudge Palace' are here today. I hope you can restrain your words and deeds. If you have any questions, we can talk about it the next day."
Han Litian's tone was extremely slow, but in fact, it was already full of threats.
Chen Fan smiled, "Father, I'm afraid this won't work. Today is a special day, a very special day."
"Special day?" Han Qiaoting was getting more and more impatient. He really didn't know what Chen Fan's purpose was for being here today. In short, he couldn't let Chen Fan continue to talk like this.
"My father doesn't want to see it!"
"Why."
On one side, Wu Wentian suddenly stood up slowly, "I said why bother, I think this matter seems quite interesting, I might as well let this little brother talk about it."
Fifth Wentian smiled and said, "I'm also very interested."
"Yes, yes." The other powerful officials from the Palace of Grudges also nodded in unison.
"This..." Han Qiaoting's face turned pale. He did not dare to be enemies with these people. He was a little at a loss and looked at Han Litian. When these people said this, Han Litian's face also became a little hesitant.
It's hard for him to refuse.
"Father, please take a look." Chen Fan said coldly. He loosened his hand and the red cloth fell to the ground. Everyone present was in an uproar.
"Deng Deng", Han Qiaoting was frightened and took two steps back, "You...!"
Han Qiaoting pointed his finger at Chen Fan, who was trembling for a while and almost speechless.
The red cloth fell, and among the red cloth, there was a spiritual tablet! There was a line of beautiful small characters on the spiritual tablet, "Zhou Tongying/Chen Fan's daughter, Mo Xuan!"
Han Litian's face turned ashen and he shouted, "What on earth do you want to do??"
Han Litian was angry.
With this loud shout, the terrifying strong wind suddenly blew up. The strong wind rolled back, and the doors and windows swayed, making a scary "bang bang" sound. From the floor tiles, a line of cracks filled the entire hall.
Shocked.
Han Litian's black hair flew up and he glared at Chen Fan. One can imagine how angry he was now!
In front of the big boss of the Palace of Grudges, Chen Fan could no longer bear to act like this.
The people present sat quietly, motionless, but Chen Fan stood in the middle, his face unchanged, not breathing, he just looked at Han Litian calmly, "She is my daughter, Mo Xuan, my Chen Fan's daughter, who has been here for forty years."
Before, she was just born and couldn't call her dad yet."
"Fifteen years ago, she was twenty-five years old, in her prime, unmarried, and looking forward to her future in her boudoir."
Every time Chen Fan said something and took a step forward, his momentum became louder and louder, his tone became louder and louder, and his pupils began to gradually become filled with bloodshot eyes.
Han Litian's face was ashen and he said nothing. He just looked at Chen Fan coldly. He wanted to see what Chen Fan wanted to say.
"Fifteen years ago, I was in a secluded prison. My daughter was killed outside, and her body was separated. On the day she died, she was still married, but she never saw me."
The more Chen Fan talked, the more excited he became. Gradually, his eyes turned red, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.
That is hatred, hatred that reaches the sky.
It is difficult to restrain and will not dissipate with the passage of time. It will only become stronger and more serious with time, until the murderous intention boils over.
"That's enough, that's enough!" Han Qiaoting's face was as white as snow and his fingers were trembling as he pointed at Chen Fan, "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"And all this is because of him. My daughter died in his hands!" Chen Fan walked to the front, pointed at Han Qiao Pavilion, and his words were extremely intense.
After saying this sentence, the whole place fell into silence. Han Qiaoting's face turned extremely white and his whole body was trembling.
"You, you... are too presumptuous." For a long time, Han Qiaoting was almost speechless.
"Enough!"
Han Litian said coldly, with a solemn tone, and opened his mouth, with a solemn look on his face. In his eyes, there was already a trace of cold evil spirit.
With a loud shout, it was like a strong wind blowing in his face, shaking Chen Fan's whole body, his face turned white, and his energy and blood were almost extinguished.
Just as he was about to speak, he was abruptly interrupted again.
"Where are the forbidden troops?" Han Litian shouted, looking outward.
"Boom!" From outside the main hall, there was a sound of moving weapons, and a large number of neat footsteps came from the dark night. They hurriedly entered the main hall. The momentum was terrifying and frightening. After a while, they saw
In the distance, a group of forbidden soldiers wearing armored masks broke into the hall.
Three thousand forbidden troops, with swords and sharp swords, stood neatly at the entrance of the hall, blocking everyone.
The Forbidden Army was used by the Juliu Imperial Army to guard the palace city in ancient times, but today, it was used as a private soldier by Han Litian.
The guests were present, but they used weapons, which shows that Han Litian was really angry today.