The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

The young man's words were cold and clear, implying the pressure of a superior person.

Chigit's face paled slightly.

Master Yan sat back on his seat, resting his chin lazily, his eyes half smiling.

At this moment, Chigit finally understood where he had gone wrong.

Just because he understood, his face became paler.

Young Master Yan crossed his legs, his peach blossom eyes revealed a smile.

The young man smiled softly, his voice low and hoarse.

Her pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to have fallen into the void, as if they were falling on everyone's face.

The young man tilted his head, his handsome and voluptuous face bathed in golden light.

She opened her lips and spoke.

"I don't care who you are, which family you belong to, or how deep your connection is with the Yan family. You... had better understand one thing."

"Now, I am the head of the Yan family. What you are stepping on is my territory, and what you enjoy is my protection."

"If you live on my territory, you must abide by my rules."

The young man's voice was as cold as ice, as if it could instantly freeze people into ice cubes.

She spoke slowly and slowly, her white fingers lazily tapping on the chair, making a beeping sound.

The extremely enchanting face becomes more and more stunning in the sunlight, making people's hearts beat faster uncontrollably.

"Follow my commander's instructions and complete what you are supposed to do," the young man suddenly raised his lips and smiled.

In an instant, it seemed as if the flowers were in full bloom, and it was astonishingly charming.

Her eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and she raised her lips and said, "Be good, so that we can... hello to you, hello to me, hello to everyone."

The words were spoken in an extremely gentle manner, even vaguely tinged with intimacy.

The brilliance of the unparalleled face blooming in this sunny day is more dazzling than the peach blossoms.

The nobles below dared not speak out in anger, their eyes widened slightly, and their complexions were vaguely livid.

There are many nobles of all sizes in the Canglan Galaxy.

Literally hundreds of them.

Among the nobility, countless noble children are mixed in the government and various institutions.

They have certain authority in Canglan.

Life is extremely nourishing.

In the past, Yan Tao rarely managed Canglan.

Xuan Ming's acting style is soft yet strong.

He would never confront these nobles head-on.

The words Yan Tao said were tantamount to a slap in their faces.

The nobles who valued face extremely looked increasingly livid, almost breaking their silver teeth.

An old man standing at the front among the nobles turned his eyes rapidly a few times. It seemed that he finally couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly took a step forward.

The old man is not weak.

A-level combat power is enough to make his voice explode in the square.

"Marshal, what do you mean by this? We have worked hard for the Canglan Galaxy. Over the years, not only we have merit, but at least we have hard work!"

The old man in gray clothes who spoke coldly snorted: "The old man has lived for so many years. Even if Yan Zun is here, he would not dare to talk to me like this."

"The marshal has a distinguished status. Don't you know how to write the word "respect for the elders"? What you said is too unpleasant! Moreover, it is just a group of soldiers who neglected their duties and should be punished according to the regulations. That’s it, why make a fuss out of a molehill!”

The old man's voice was full of energy.

There was also a vague hint of accusation.

The livid-faced nobles behind him looked a little better after hearing this.