Here, there is only the breeze blowing, the grass and trees humming, and Iwai Zen kneeling on the ground.

In this scene, it was like a slap in the face, which was directly slapped on everyone's faces.

Everyone was dumbfounded at that time!

Each of them is like a goose, their eyes are about to pop out.

Qian Chiyan's pupils shrank, and Qian Chijing was so shocked that she covered her red lips lightly with her hands.

Even Suzugong Yingyue had a strange light in her beautiful eyes.

Before this, Suzumiya Yingyue thought that she already knew enough about the man in front of her.

But now it seems that she still underestimated Ye Fan after all.

This man is definitely not just as simple as the Lord of Jiangdong!

After all, it is absolutely impossible for a small Koto lord to make Iwai Zen, one of the six major financial oligarchs in the secular world of Japan, kneel down and worship him.

"Master, are you really, a very unusual person?"

Suzumiya Yingyue smiled slightly.

She suddenly discovered that the longer she spent with Ye Fan, the more mysterious and terrifying this man became.

Just like the vast and mysterious sea, people can't help but want to go deep into it, to explore, to pursue.

"President, what's wrong with you?"

"You have a golden body and a jade body, why do you bow down to him?"

"He's a Chinese kid, what can he do? What can he do?"

In the presence, the only person who could laugh was Suzugong Yingyue.

But Miyamoto intermediary is not in such a good mood.

He almost yelled it out.

The old man's eyes were red, his whole body was trembling, and he yelled at Iwai Zen hysterically.

Doubt, Tremor, Fear~

Various emotions filled Miyamoto's entire heart.

However, Iwai Zen didn't care about him.

Amidst the trembling of the crowd, he just knelt down on the ground like that.

On the face that was invincible in the past, now there is only panic and fear.

ten years.

Almost ten years.

Since that year, when I first received funding from Ye Fan and the support of the Dragon God Temple, three thousand days and nights have passed.

Once, in every sleepless night, Iwai Zen imagined countless times what kind of person the mysterious Lord of the Dragon God would be. JrNovels.com