Now that Ji Yuchuan suddenly mentioned the legend about Mi Jialan, it was difficult for them not to think in that terrifying direction.
Even Yan Zhongxi, who always pretended to be an elegant gentleman, couldn't hold his temper.
"Ji Yuchuan, do you know what you are talking about?"
Compared to others, Yan Chongxi knows more about the legend of Mi Jialan and the giant python. After all, as the saying goes, the person who knows you best must be your enemy.
Although Yin Fuxiang did not take Yan Chongxi seriously, he could not resist Yan Chongxi's unilateral hostility which was fermenting all the time.
It was because he knew it too well that Yan Chongxi was even more hesitant to believe it.
Ji Yuchuan looked at the nobles in the entire conference room whose faces changed drastically because of his words, and he slowly gave these people the final confirmation.
"Just as you thought, the white jade is Mijialan."
"What makes you sure of this?" Yan Chongxi pressed.
However, Ji Yuchuan just brushed off the non-existent dust on his snow-white clothes and said lightly: "If you don't believe me, then you can ask General Xiao Lin."
Ji Yuchuan's reputation among the nobles was indeed not good, because of his eccentricity in not participating in the struggles between the military and the political circles, and because of his eccentric and eccentric personality.
But Xiao Lin is different. He grew up under traditional aristocratic education. All his qualities, including his military rank, make these older generation nobles trust him very much.
So they all looked at Xiao Lin again, hoping that this junior could give them a satisfactory answer.
However, the facts were destined to disappoint them.
Xiao Lin's expression was calm, but his words were merciless.
He directly shattered the wishful thinking of these nobles.
"She is the one that His Majesty was able to find by following the scent during the genetic riot. I heard His Majesty call her Mi Jialan."
It was not confirmed by Ji Yuchuan at all. This was Mi Jialan, recognized by His Majesty, the true owner of the giant python gene.
There is absolutely no mistake.
Only Mi Jialan can make Yin Fuxiang, who is usually cold and aloof, become obsessed as if he were bewitched.
What the noble said was right. The companion guardian was very crazy. As long as he met Mi Jialan, the whole world would become his enemy. Who lived and who died depended on Mi Jialan's thoughts.
Yin Fuxiang has become a knife held tightly in Bai Yuzhi's palm, its edge exposed and it will never bite its master.
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