On the top of Truman Mountain, it echoes constantly.

When Tang Yun heard this, she immediately frowned: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with Angie?"

Tang Yun had already heard about the Chu family's affairs just now.

But Tang Yun doesn't know about An Qi's affairs yet.

Now that I heard Ye Fan speak like this, I was naturally curious.

"Master Tang, are you asking me?"

"You, the majestic master of a sect, can't even protect the safety of a little girl?"

"You still have the nerve to ask me here?"

Ye Fan was extremely angry and smiled, his words full of sarcasm and anger.

Tang Yun was not angry at Mark's sarcasm, but turned to ask the Trumen elders behind her.

"What happened?"

"What happened to the Jones family?"

"Where's Angie?"

"Let An Qi come out to see me."

Tang Yun's cold voice sounded immediately.

His majestic gaze swept over the Trumen elders.

However, facing Tang Yun's words, all the Trumen elders lowered their heads. Chu Zhengliang, who was still arrogant in the Truman Hall just now, also hid behind with a guilty conscience.

"Hurry up and say it!!"

boom...

A cold, low drink brought up gusts of wind.

Chu Zhengliang and all the Chumen elders were shocked and took a few steps back under Tang Yun's shout.

In the end, it was the elder of the Chumen who stood up and said to Tang Yun with a sad look on his face: "Reporting to the sect leader, we have just received the news. Just a few days ago, Miss An Qi's plane was in an accident and she was killed.

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What?

"An Qi was in trouble?"

When Tang Yun heard this, she couldn't help but reveal a bit of surprise and sadness on her pretty face.

"Is it really just an accident?"

"Have you sent anyone to investigate?"

Tang Yun frowned and asked again.

The elder responded: "Well, our Truman team has sent professionals to join the Jones family to investigate the scene."

"There should be results soon."

After Tang Yun heard this, she didn't say anything else, but looked at Mark with a slight guilt.

"I'm also sorry about Angel."

"But there are unforeseen circumstances. In the event of such an accident, there is nothing any of us can do."

"I understand how you feel."

"But this matter has nothing to do with Truman, and it's not a reason for you to cause trouble for Truman."

"As for the Chu family matter, if you are not satisfied, I will urge the Chu family to go to Jiangdong again to apologize to you."

"Don't worry, I will personally accompany you this time and I will definitely satisfy you."

"Go back."

"As long as you step back now, I can pretend I didn't see the previous killings."

Tang Yun looked at Ye Fan and said in a deep voice.

Judging from her intention, she was not prepared to pursue Mark's murder of Truman today.

After all, Tang Yun also knew that what happened today was indeed her fault.

It was her previous promise to Mark that she failed to fulfill.

Not only was the Chu family's apology perfunctory, but An Qi died unexpectedly.

Tang Yun is not an unreasonable person, and he will take responsibility for his own negligence.

"Master, no!"

"This guy has killed so many people in our Truman family, how can we just let him retreat safely like this?"

"If the old sect master knew it, he wouldn't agree!"

Sure enough, after hearing Tang Yun's decision, all the other Trumen elders were dissatisfied.

They all tried to persuade Tang Yun to take back her life, and Ye Fan must pay the price.

However, when Tang Yun looked over, these objections immediately disappeared.

All the elders, under Tang Yun's pressure, closed their mouths and did not dare to make any more noise.

"That's all for today."

"Old Sect Master, I can explain it myself."

Tang Yun fought against all opinions, forcibly suppressed the voices of opposition to him within the sect, and allowed Ye Fan to retreat safely.

But when Ye Fan heard this, he immediately laughed.

"Hahaha~"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Tang Yun, now, why do you pretend to be me here?"

"Do you think I will still believe you?"

Ye Fan smiled coldly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Tang Yun was immediately displeased and frowned: "Do you think I'm lying to you?"

Tang Yun's pretty face already showed a bit of anger.

I just feel like this bastard is really ignorant.

Doesn't he know how much trouble he has caused?

He killed so many people in the Truman family, and according to the Truman rules, Wan deserved to die.

It was she, Tang Yun, who relied on her power to suppress the opposition within the sect and refused to pursue him.

But Tang Yun didn't expect that Ye Fan, just ungrateful, would actually use his words to ridicule her.

"Isn't it?"

"If you don't talk about the Chu family, let's talk about An Qi. If you say he died accidentally, do you think I will believe it?"

"How can there be such a coincidence in the world? I just asked you to protect her a month ago, and then something happened to her."

"I even feel that it was you who secretly allowed and protected An Qi to suffer such a disaster."

"Even if you don't know about this, it's because you didn't protect him well!"

Ye Fan spoke angrily, and there was endless sorrow in his words.

"Ye Fan, I told you, I will give you an explanation."

"An Qi's matter is still under investigation. If someone is really operating from it, I, Tang Yun, and even Truman will not spare him."

"No need!" Before Tang Yun finished speaking, Ye Fan interrupted her, "I won't believe another word of your words."

"I'm here to seek justice for An Qi!"

Ye Fan's face was solemn, and with a low voice, his eyes fell directly on Chu Zhengliang.

"You...you...what are you going to do?"

Feeling Ye Fan's gaze, Chu Zhengliang's face turned pale with fright, and his whole body trembled suddenly as if he had been electrocuted.

"Chu Zhengliang, don't you know what you did?"

"I came to Truman again today just to kill you!"

"You beast, you have no conscience."

"If I, Chu Tianfan, don't crush you to ashes today, I will be sorry for the ancestors of the Chu family, and even more sorry for the suffering An Qi has suffered!"

The rolling roar of anger swept through the heaven and earth like a torrential river.
To be continued...