Volume 2, Chapter 17: The followers of Chao family.

"Let me protect you. I only have one request. If you are my subordinate, you must listen to me. Do whatever I tell you to do. If you have any opinions, keep them to yourself, because even if you raise them, I won't accept them. Okay, I'm done."

He was clear and concise, and just said a few words casually.

After saying this, he ignored everyone's surprised looks and sat back in his chair, looking relaxed and contented.

But a group of young men from the Chao clan were paralyzed.

Is that all?

And what the hell is that term "being a younger brother"?

They are the bloodline of the gods. No matter how powerful you, Ye Tingmu, are, you are just a celestial marquis from an outsider family.

The second elder's face also twitched.

He didn't expect Ye Tingmu to speak so bluntly.

But this temper suits his taste.

He didn't say anything.

But a group of hot-blooded young people couldn't bear it anymore.

One of them pointed at Ye Tingmu and said, "Why? What qualifications do you have to be our boss?"

"That's right, such vulgar words. A great Marquis of Heaven actually said such a pathetic and shameful thing. If this gets out, people will probably laugh at me, the Marquis of Jiuzhou, for having such poor character."

"Yes...we don't accept that."

Seeing someone taking the lead, dozens of different voices rang out at the same time, filling the entire tent.

Ye Tingmu frowned.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He just glared at everyone like that.

The shouting of the crowd became a little quieter.

Because at this moment, they felt as if they were being stared at by a demon in the darkness.

He said domineeringly: "What are you shouting about? If you're still not convinced, can you beat me?"

"If you can't beat me, just shut up. And you...what's your reason for saying that? Because I'm a Marquis of Heaven, the number one person under the King of Jiuzhou. Is that enough?"

Whenever his gaze swept over, anyone who saw it would subconsciously shudder.

"If that's not enough, I've killed saints before, that's enough."

Everyone was speechless.

Indeed, he is the number one lord in Jiuzhou. It can be seen that the emperor does not kneel, and his status is there.

Most importantly, he said he had killed a saint.

Although there have been such rumors before, they have always been just rumors.

Ye Tingmu himself has never come forward to confirm it, and no one has said it for sure.

So to them, this is inevitably an exaggeration.

However, it is true that he did kill three extraordinary people with one sword.

Naturally, no one dared to make a sound at this time.

His arrogance just now didn't last for more than three seconds before it was completely gone.

The second elder of the clan sat back in the main seat with a smile on his face, stroking his beard from time to time.

There was always a playful smile on his lips.

In his opinion, Ye Tingmu was a very good person. With just two or three words, he could make those unruly young masters obedient.

This is how the world is. To conquer those who advocate the use of force, you just need to be stronger than them.

This is the case with the Chao family.

At this time, one of the younger children asked weakly, "Um...did you really kill a saint?"

When they heard someone ask this, in addition to fear and dread, there was also a hint of anticipation in everyone's eyes.

Ye Tingmu did not answer this question directly.

Instead, he said, "Look at you guys, you only know how to bully others at home. Do you know what you are facing? You think you are so powerful and strong that you are being killed by the seven great gods?"

"They are also gods, how can they be worse than you? You still want to fight them, but what can you use? One against ten, can you win?"

"Let me tell you this, you're not even reckless. Reckless people at least have a chance of winning, but you're just idiots."

With one word "idiot", everyone gasped.

Ye Tingmu disagreed and continued, "Do you think I don't know what you think? Let me tell you this, if you do what you want, the result that awaits you is that your generation of the Chao family will be gone, and what about the next generation? There will be even fewer people, until the Chao family dies out."

Ye Tingmu spoke very directly, using plain words.

They naturally understood it as soon as they heard it.

In fact, except for the initial glorious period, the entire Chao clan had a population of nearly 50,000.

And then it began to decline slowly.

Although it is said that the royal descendants killed each other for the throne.

But at most only two people will die.

It’s just that the emperor’s lineage has been passed down from generation to generation.

But the other branches are still there.

The main reason for their decline was the overt and covert suppression and repression by the Seven Gods.

And every time there is a battle for the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts, the losses are the greatest.

The death of this generation will naturally lead to a decrease in the next generation.

Over time, the old grow old and the young grow young.

Aren’t there fewer and fewer people?

Ye Tingmu could see through such things, let alone the Chao family bloodline in front of him.

They were silent.

Although what Ye Tingmu said was unpleasant, the fact is the fact.

You won't change just because the words are unpleasant to hear.

Most of the time they just don't want to face it.

Seeing everyone silent.

The corners of Ye Tingmu's mouth rose slightly.

A hint of pride flashed across his eyes.

He looked at the boy who had just asked him if he had really killed a saint, and asked softly, "Young man, what is your name?"

The young man looked a little nervous when Ye Tingmu looked at him like this.

His Adam's apple was moving wildly, and it took him a long time to speak.

"Grandson of King Yan, Zhaochen."

Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu nodded.

"Zhaochen, let me tell you now, I have indeed killed saints, and more than one."

Hiss...As soon as these words were spoken, a sigh was heard again.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

More than one what the hell.

At this point they were completely numb.

Even the second elder of the clan was a little confused and muttered in his heart, this guy is bragging too much.

Didn't you know that Ye Tingmu was not lying? He did indirectly kill several saints.

But for these young people, such news was undoubtedly explosive. That was the killing of a saint, but how could Ye Tingmu say it so lightly, as if he had just killed a chicken?

Seeing this, Ye Tingmu raised his head a little higher, with a hint of pretended depth in his eyes, and said domineeringly: "Let me tell you this, I am invincible under the extraordinary level, so just follow me and be content. As long as you are obedient, I can not only let you survive safely in the hands of the Seven Gods, but also..."

He didn't say anything more here.

Instead, he looked at everyone with a smile.

A group of people stared with eyes full of anticipation.

"And what..."

Looking at these young people, they look impatient.

Ye Tingmu's tone became heavier, and he spoke solemnly, "I can also lead you to kill all seven members of the God Clan, leaving no one alive. So, do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Tingmu in front of them was so arrogant that he killed the Seven Gods. This was the feeling of most people present at the moment.

But they were equally excited. The thought of avenging their ancestors made the frustration that had been suppressed in their hearts for many years burst out instantly.

Everyone remained silent, and the entire hall was silent.

Chao Qian suddenly raised his hand and spoke first.

"I'm willing to follow you."

He is a smart man and he can tell who is the safest person to follow.

"Count me in...."

"As long as you lead us to kill the Seven Gods, then from today on, I, Chao Chao, will be at your disposal."

"And me, I want to avenge my ancestors' shame."