The sudden arrival of Statham and his group made the atmosphere at the victory celebration party tense and filled with a strong sense of tension.
The Great Xia Martial Arts Alliance leader You Lengchan, who had been imprisoned by them, and the three cabinet elders all glared at each other angrily.
The Guardian God King, majestic and imposing, sat regally on the front desk chair, accepting on-site interviews from reporters from various countries' news media, along with Statham and others.
It was nothing more than some topics concerning the peaceful development between China and countries like the United States, all high-sounding official jargon.
This is essentially turning a victory celebration into a press conference.
Moreover, facing the camera, the Guardian God King Zhao Tianding spoke eloquently, occasionally drawing applause.
Luo Yuantai and others frowned at this, as they were unaware of the press conference beforehand.
Zhao Tianding didn't even reveal any information to them. This domineering style of doing things aroused great resentment from Luo Yuantai and others.
This was clearly a slap in their face; their perfectly good victory celebration was ruined.
Luo Yuantai and the three cabinet elders all felt ashamed.
But there was nothing they could do; they dared not speak out against it, for the other party was the guardian god-king.
None of the people present were qualified to challenge him.
Unless a military genius emerges from the pass.
However, the God of War has been in seclusion for nearly a century, and whether he can emerge from seclusion smoothly remains highly uncertain.
One of the elders glared angrily at Statham and the others from afar.
"Damn it, we suffered a lot of torture when they imprisoned us, and now they dare to come here again. I'll kill them."
"Kill these Americans."
"Damn it, the Americans have never been kind to us."
Right Lengchan and a group of high-ranking officials in the cabinet were united in their indignation and outrage.
There was also much dissatisfaction with the Guardian God King.
After all, the decapitation strike that just took their lives in Taiwan.
Dongfang Sheng and the rest of the Blood Mist Sect members were equally indignant and felt sorry for Ye Feng.
Xiahou Ba cursed under his breath.
"Damn it, this Guardian God King is simply going too far."
The chubby boy placed his hands on the abacus.
He had already noticed that the organization behind this press conference was a well-known large financial group on Wall Street in the United States, called the Black Gold Group.
The Black Gold Consortium, backed by the US Platinum Palace, possesses immense financial resources and has clashed with the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce on several occasions in the international market.
Of course, the other side always ended up defeated.
This time, they're clearly trying to stir up trouble.
Ouyang Luoxue sat below the stage, watching Ye Feng from afar, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.
Beside them, Chen Jiayin and Ye Wushuang also looked indignant.
However, they couldn't offer much help in such a large setting.
The Guardian God King is far too powerful for them to contend with.
On the stage, the Guardian King, Statham, and the leaders of the twelve nations chatted and laughed, discussing and outlining a grand blueprint for peaceful development among multiple countries. Everyone looked happy.
Because of the powerful influence of the Guardian God King, they became the focus of attention throughout the event.
In contrast, Ye Feng, Luo Yuantai, and others were largely ignored, as if they had been banished to the cold palace.
Ye Feng's expression was cold and stern.
He was pondering a question: since Lin Baojian was the vanguard of the God of the Nation, could the latter also be connected with the Hell Organization?
If that's the case, then this Zhao Tianding is very likely related to the massacre of the Ye family.
and.
At this moment, Fatty Situ also sent someone to deliver a message.
This press conference was reportedly sponsored by the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.
Previously, Fifth Senior Sister had mentioned that the logo of this Black Gold Chamber of Commerce was a two-winged black dragon, exactly the same as the jade pendant that fell from the mysterious leader's body.
All signs indicate that the Guardian God King is very likely to have intricate connections with the Hell Organization.
And Statham and other Americans might also be implicated.
It's like a huge net, involving a wide range of people.
Having figured out the connection, a cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He strode forward and kicked the table in front of him away.
He exuded a fierce and domineering aura, like an ancient ferocious beast descending from the mountain, which frightened a group of reporters who quickly moved aside to make way for him.
"Zhao Tianding!"
Ye Feng didn't hold back at all, directly naming names. His voice was like a thunderclap, making everyone present feel a sharp pain in their eardrums and filled with fear.
The scene fell silent immediately, and all eyes turned to Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, what do you want to do?"
The Guardian God King sat imposingly on the platform, exuding an aura of majesty and unwavering authority.
Ye Feng sneered, responding sharply, and pointed to the ground beneath his feet.
"Zui Xian Lou is my property."
Since the Star Medal awarding ceremony was held here last time, Zuixianlou has been acquired by Tianlong Chamber of Commerce.
Therefore, Ye Feng's statement is not an exaggeration at all.
"Today, this place is for my conferment ceremony, not for you to hold a press conference, and certainly not for just anyone to enter."
Ye Feng's cold gaze swept over Statham, Jones, and the others, and everyone knew perfectly well who he was referring to with his veiled insults.
"Therefore, please leave immediately!"
An invisible pressure, like mercury spilling onto the ground, instantly filled the entire area, making it hard to breathe.
Ye Feng is the host here, so he naturally has the right to drive anyone away.
What terrifying pressure!
Several timid American journalists turned pale with fright.
Statham and Dr. Jones remained seated, watching Zhao Tianding with a mocking smile.
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