Murong Sanqian's expression changed drastically.

"Use your spear to attack your shield."

Ye Fan looked at him and smiled: "Elder Murong, you must hold on..."

Gong Suqin was Murong Sanqian's most admired and proud disciple. Both parties knew each other well, so they used her to pry open Murong Sanqian's mouth and get twice the result with half the effort.

Wang Dongshan and others were sincerely impressed.

Murong Sanqian also opened his eyes suddenly: "Ye Fan, you can't be too shameless."

Gong Suqin knew him too well. Not only did she know his bad things, but she also knew his weaknesses. Once she turned against her, Murong Sanqian would never be able to survive.

"As you said yourself, the winner is the king and the loser is the loser."

Ye Fan said without comment: "So at this time, it makes no sense to say whether it is shameless or not."

While he was talking, footsteps were heard in the corridor, and Gong Suqin's ecstatic voice could be heard vaguely.

"I said, I said..."

Murong Sanqian was very desperate: "I took 30 million from the president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts League to stop the investigation into his interception of students' tuition fees."

"The vice-president of Jincheng sold the Blood Medical Gate Buxue Pill privately, and I didn't let it go after receiving 10 million yuan."

"Two major curators in Jincheng had a private fight, which resulted in the death and injury of more than 30 disciples. After receiving the money, I falsely reported the death toll to keep their positions."

"Three months ago, I was drunk and couldn't control myself for a while. I made a fool of myself in a club. I'm sorry for the cultivation of the Wu Meng."

He loudly accused Ye Fan of his crimes: "Murong Feixiong deceived more than a dozen female disciples and even caused two of them to commit suicide. It was I who stepped in to suppress them."

"Murong Sanqian, you are very understated. It seems that it is better to let Gong Suqin interrogate you."

There was a joke on Ye Fan's face, and he could see that Murong Sanqian was avoiding the important things, so he clapped his hands and prepared to leave.

"Tiancheng, Tiancheng Martial Alliance..."

Murong Sanqian couldn't help but throw out a gimmick:
Chapter completed!