While speaking, Nangong Yan flashed a token.

The golden light is shining, with the majestic Buddha statue engraved on the other hand, and the words "Nirvana" are written on the other hand.

"Master Nirvana?"

Seeing this, eight men in black subconsciously stopped.

The old man in the straw hat also narrowed his eyes: "Ye Fan is the disciple of Master Ji Mi? "

Obviously, the name Master Nirvana is still very lethal to people in the world.

Han Ziqi became happy when she saw this.

"That's right!"

Nangong Yan was also extremely proud: "Ye Fan is my master's disciple and my junior brother."

"Young man in the straw hat, I know you are amazing, but this is the one my master wants to protect. I hope you can give my master some face."

"Of course, I also know that Ye Fan offended you, and you also need face to maintain your authority."

"A finger, all grudges, one write-off."

Nangong Yan shouted to Ye Fan who had walked out again:

"Ye Fan, cut off a finger and give an explanation to the old man with a straw raincoat."

She seemed to be in control of the overall situation.

"Sorry, I keep on doing this finger."

Ye Fan walked forward and looked at the old man in the straw straw hat:

"I am not a disciple of Master Nirvana."
Chapter completed!