Han Dongmin finally found Ye Fan, and apologized to Ye Fan non-stop with a bitter face and eyes full of apology.

After seeing Ye Fan's ability, Han Dongmin didn't have the slightest majesty and demeanor when he scolded Ye Fan before. At this time, he was panicked like a servant who had caused a catastrophe, and his posture was very low.

Seeing Han Dongmin's panicked look, Ye Fan sneered coldly: "Han Shi, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you have a great majesty just now?"

"You say I'm a dog?"

"You still let me sit in prison?"

"Why did you change your attitude after a while?"

Ye Fan smiled faintly, but the coldness in his words made Han Dongmin terrified.

Han Dongmin's face was full of bitterness. When he heard Ye Fan's words, he was so frightened that he almost cried: "Master Ye, don't bury me anymore."

"I really knew I was wrong."

"Just now I was bewitched by villains, so I uttered wild words to Master Ye just now. Otherwise, you would just lend me some guts, and I wouldn't dare to say that you have the guts of a dog?"

"Master Ye knew the pearl with his eyes and saved me in a crisis. He was kind to me, Han Dongmin. If I hadn't been bewitched by others, how could I, Han Dongmin, be ungrateful and maliciously slander Master Ye?"

Han Dongmin spoke bitterly, his words were sincere and sincere. To Ye Fan, he was really full of apology and remorse.

Seeing that his apology was sincere this time, Ye Fan didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

"Okay, I see that you apologize sincerely, and I won't pursue you this time."

"However, I don't want to have a next time."

"Otherwise, you can't afford the consequences."

"Do you understand?"

Ye Fan's indifferent words were full of majesty.

By the cloudy lake, there were gusts of cold wind.

Han Dongmin immediately turned his head like garlic, saying yes again and again.

To Ye Fan, he really didn't have any disrespect anymore. After all, the energy of the man in front of him is simply terrifying to him!

"Did you inform Mucheng about the annual meeting?" Ye Fan asked immediately.

Han Dongmin nodded: "According to what Master Ye said, we have all been notified."

"At seven o'clock in the evening, it will be held at the Yunzhou Convention and Exhibition Center."

"Here's the ticket."

After Han Dongmin handed over the ticket to Ye Fan, he left.

On the way back, Han Dongmin let out a long sigh of relief.

He didn't know why, but when facing Ye Fan, he always felt a huge oppression lingering on him.

This kind of majesty, this kind of temperament, made Han Dongmin tremble. Is this Ye Fan really just a young man in his early twenties? JrNovels.com