Yolande's voice was so loud that many people could hear it clearly.
When they heard Yolande say 'Radiant Island is nothing', many people showed angry looks in their eyes. However, they were in the Zhu clan's mansion, so they did not dare to say anything.
On the other hand, when the clansmen heard this, they all looked very satisfied.
When Yolande saw the satisfaction on the faces of her clan members, she smiled ingratiatingly at them.
A middle-aged man next to White Rose said, "Yolande, if I remember correctly, it was the Reaper who saved your life when you and your husband were chased by foreign forces, right? If there was no Radiant Island, you would have been fed to dogs four years ago!"
Hearing this, Yolande put her hands on her waist and said, "Do you mean that I still have to be grateful to Radiant Island?"
"Radiant Island doesn't need your gratitude, but if you have the slightest sense of gratitude, you shouldn't slander it like this!" The middle-aged man shouted.
"Forget it." White Rose shook her head. "If Yolande was grateful, she wouldn't have killed her husband. Someone told me that her husband couldn't run away because of his damaged left leg, and his left leg was damaged because he wanted to save Yolande. This type of people has long been blinded by greed."
"Ha." Yolande showed a look of indifference. "Radiant Island saved me four years ago, but it was four years ago. If you want me to be grateful to them, you can go and search for me four years ago."
Hearing Yolande's words, White Rose shook her head. She knew that it was useless to talk to such people. What was shamelessness? Yolande herself could show it incisively and vividly.
"Yolande, now you can be arrogant, and you will regret it!" The middle-aged man pointed at Yolande and said with hatred.
"Oh?" Yolande showed a look of interest. "I'm very curious about who will make me regret it."
"Of course, the Emperor of Hell when he returns!" The middle- aged man subconsciously cried out in excitement.
"Sh*t!" White Rose exclaimed in a low voice.
In the eyes of the major clans, the words "Emperor of Hell" were absolutely taboo and no one was allowed to mention him.
After all, whether it was due to the Emperor of Hell's original reputation, or the fact that the King of Slaughter and the others had buried dozens of experts of the clans, there had been unresolved enmity between the two sides.
At this moment, the middle-aged man was shouting about the return of the Emperor of Hell. How would his clan be willing to listen to this?
A young man from the Zhu clan immediately strode over and chided, "Who's babbling?!"
"It's him." Yolande immediately went up and pointed to the clan's member, "It's them. They kept talking about the dregs of Radiant Island. They should be killed!"
The young man of the Zhu clan walked to the front of the middle-aged man and said in a questioning tone to the middle- aged man, "Did you guys talk about it?"
"So what if we did?" The middle-aged man took a deep breath and puffed out his chest. "We were talking about our old friends. What does it have to do with the Zhu clan?"
The young man of the Zhu clan smiled contemptuously. "You can talk about it, but I don't want to listen to it. Do you understand?
This is the rule of the Zhu clan! Not to mention you, even if the so-called Emperor of Hell came personally, he would have to abide by the rules of the Zhu clan!"
The words of the young man of the Zhu clan were overbearing. He told everyone that even if the Emperor of Hell, who everyone was looking forward to, really came out of the prison, he would have to listen to the Zhu clan.
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