Upon hearing Yang Sen's words, Ye Xiao trembled all over.
What the heck, what kind of spell am I under to be talking to Yang Sen like this?
Ye Xiao's heart was instantly filled with regret.
As the situation grew increasingly awkward, Ye Hao stepped in to save the scene, speaking out again: "The kid is just ignorant. I hope Brother Yang won't take it to heart and let it go."
Yang Sen smiled slightly and didn't say more.
Ye Hao glanced at Ye Haochuan thoughtfully, pondering something.
Soon, the meeting of over twenty people dwindled down to just a few individuals.
Among these, besides Ye Hao, Yang Sen, and the Pope's forces, there were Ji Song and Ji Mao from the Ji Family, along with Long Yin and Long Keyue from the Long Family.
"Pope, would you kindly repeat what you just said in detail?" Ye Hao gestured towards the Pope with respect.
The Pope nodded, delivering a long speech in English without keeping anyone in suspense.
