Chapter 360 Internal Division

Therefore, two days ago, when Liu Zhengde and Liu Jingyu entered the meeting room, after listening to Liu Jingyu's general description of the past half month's experience, they informed Liu Zhengde of the decision of the elders' meeting.

Liu Zhengde rejected it on the spot without much consideration. Liu Jingyu argued with the elders for a long time in excitement. Having witnessed many magical things about Yang Fan, she insisted that Yang Fan must have a way to protect the Dianlong Sect from the threat of forces such as Changsheng Temple.

In the end, the two sides reached a compromise and held an anonymous vote involving all the elders and disciples of the sect to jointly decide the fate of the Dianlong Sect.

The result of the vote disappointed Liu Jingyu. As a result, 70% of the elders and disciples were inclined to ask Yang Fan to leave the Dianlong Sect.

It sounds good to say that it is to invite, but in fact it is to drive away.

So there is this scene today.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Liu Jingyu, who had been silent, swept his cold eyes across the faces of the elders, and said word by word: "One day, you will regret your short-sightedness today."

Jian Xinyi, who was originally angry, turned cold, and looked at the elders with mockery in her eyes.

"Jingyu, how can you say that?"

"Yes, we are also helpless..."

"Senior Yang has understood, Jingyu, don't talk nonsense."

The elders were embarrassed, and they looked at Yang Fan's face quietly while talking. Seeing that the latter was always smiling, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Liu Jingyu's regret, they didn't take it to heart at all, and even secretly sneered.

Liu Zhengde looked at this scene, said nothing, and sighed softly.

Like Liu Jingyu, he believed that Yang Fan was a peerless figure who appeared once in a thousand years, similar to the founder Li Qiankun. Such a person could not be viewed with common sense. If he could stay in Dianlong Sect, it would definitely be the greatest opportunity since the founding of Dianlong Sect.

However, it was true that Liu was in charge of Dianlong Sect, but this was just like the emperor of the feudal dynasty in the old times. Although he seemed to have power over the world, he was still subject to many checks and balances. Especially since this matter concerned the survival of Dianlong Sect, the elders and disciples below would not allow Liu to do whatever he wanted, and could only obey the opinions of the majority.

Yang Fan's calm but clear eyes fell on Liu Zhengde's face, and he said, "Why are you sighing? Don't try to make everyone understand you, which will make you look cheap."

"Senior Yang." Hearing the latter sentence, Liu Zhengde couldn't help but feel hot in his eyes.

He knew that Yang Fan understood him, so he didn't say anything more, directly pointed out their intentions, and readily agreed to leave Dianlong Mountain.

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But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable and ashamed Liu Zhengde felt.

You know, Yang Fan saved his life!

He looked at Yang Fan and finally sighed, "I'm old."

Because he's old, he has lost his sharpness and learned to take the overall situation into consideration. He can no longer be like when he was young, and can't gamble everything on a thing or a person because of a momentary impulse.

Yang Fan laughed again, looking at Liu Zhengde without any blame: "Brother Liu, I see that you walk steadily and talk loudly. You can live at least another hundred years. How can you look old? A really old person can't even make a sound when walking."

Liu Zhengde laughed and was about to say something when Yang Fan suddenly took a step.

The ground thumped lightly, and everyone's heart also had a thump, as if Yang Fan's step was stepping on everyone's heart.

The bodies of all the people present were stiff as if their acupoints were pressed. They could only watch as Yang Fan took one step after another and came straight to Liu Zhengde. With a cold look in his eyes, he suddenly pointed a finger at Liu Zhengde's head.