At that moment, the members of the Biyan Pavilion were looking at Ye Fan, their faces filled with fear and despair. For them, this was the very last thing they wanted to see.
However, things had already come to this. All that could be said was that they had greatly underestimated Ye Fan's strength. Who could have imagined that Ye Fan had grown to the point where he could kill the Pope?
It had to be said, the Biyan Pavilion had miscalculated this time.
"Lord... Lord King!" a group of them stammered, trembling.
They reflected on the past. Even after being exiled by Ye Fan, they still believed they could one day return for revenge. After all, they were being supported by the European Pope! But now, even their most powerful backer had been killed. Their mood soured even further. In their eyes, Ye Fan would surely not let them go this time.
Bi Hai Feng and the others were already trembling uncontrollably.
