Wan Zhenhai smiled: "Young Master Ye, you said that you have a way to deal with them, so I didn't show up, so as not to be accidentally killed by these anger."

Ye Hao smiled and said: "Wan Lao is right, these people don't need to be too polite with them."

"Today, I will make them all kneel down and kowtow to admit their mistakes!"

While speaking, Ye Hao waved his hand and led Wan Zhenhai and Si Qingyi slowly to the door of the meeting room of the Great Xia Martial League.

It's just that before the door was opened, I heard someone slamming on the table inside.

"boom--"

A loud sound came out, followed by a voice that was domineering, arrogant, and looked down upon the world: "Where's Wan Zhenhai? Isn't he the leader of your Great Xia Martial League?"

"Why hasn't he come out to see us!?"

"A leader of the Great Xia Martial League is actually bigger than us?"

"In addition, today is the time for the ultimatum, and he can't avoid it at this time. Does he really think that he can avoid sanctions by doing this?"

"Let me tell you, what you have done in the Great Xia Martial League has already made us very angry, and the consequences are very serious!"

"We will definitely raise the sanction to the highest level, so that your Great Xia Martial League will fall apart from now on, and your big Xia martial arts practitioners will gnash their teeth at the mention of the word Martial League!"

"Let the people of Great Xia want to bite to death when they see the members of the Wumeng!"

In the room, the person who patted the table was a Tianzhu man, he was wearing a traditional Tianzhu costume, and he was yelling at the moment.

Obviously, this person should be the representative of the Tianzhu Martial Arts League, Fan Ah Da.

At this moment, Fan Ada was yelling at Ouyang Overbearing and others.

And behind him, there were several people sitting on the edge of the round table, with name tags in front of them.

An islander with a mustache is Isshin Miyamoto, the representative of the island martial arts league.

An old man with gray hair is Ke Zhennan, the representative of the Far Eastern Martial Arts League.

A Nanyang man in a suit is obviously Ruan Qingshan, the representative of the Nanyang Martial Arts League.

In addition to representatives from the four major martial arts alliances, Zhao Banjue was also present.

But at this moment, he tapped Erlang's leg, looking at the scene in front of him with a half-smile,

There were also dozens of attendants brought by these people in the arena. The temples of these attendants were all bulging, obviously all of them were masters of the generation.

At this moment, there is a sense of showing off and domineering in the eyes of the entourage.

They looked at Ouyang Overbearing and the others with contempt, as if these people were even worse than dogs in their eyes.

Although this is his territory, Ouyang Ba Dao and others are silent at this moment, and dare not talk nonsense at all.

Not to mention the dozen or so Wumeng staff, even Ouyang Ba Dao couldn't help but smile at this moment, and said, "Mr. Fan Ada, please stay calm."

"I've already called Master Wan, he should come out soon!"

While speaking, he quickly glanced at several staff members, signaling them to call for someone quickly.

Fan Ada knocked on the table with his finger, and said coldly: "For the sake of Mr. Zhao, I will give you the last three minutes of Da Xia." JrNovels.com