Inside the lounge.

Looking at Ye Fan who appeared out of thin air, Prince Mingde was shocked, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The footage transmitted through the drone showed that Ye Fan had just left Ise Jingu, and it was only a few minutes before he returned to Kyoto.

Such an astonishing speed that even the Boeing 747 cannot be compared to it!

However, after all, Prince Mingde had seen many big scenes, so he quickly forced himself to calm down, turned his head and ordered the guards: "You go out, I'll talk to Sect Master Ye alone!"

"This ......" The guards hesitated when they heard this, he was a dead soldier cultivated by the royal family of the Japanese Kingdom, and he could risk his life for Prince Mingde.

But he also knew that if Ye Fan really wanted to kill Prince Mingde, even if he was a hundred times more powerful, I am afraid it would be useless.

After a moment's silence, the guard turned and left the lounge.

For a while, in the huge lounge, only Ye Fan and Prince Mingde were left.

Ye Fan was not polite, sitting on the wide sofa with his butt crossed, crossing Erlang's legs, looking like he was graceful and swimming.

No one can connect the current him with the peerless killing god who just washed the Ise Shrine in blood.

Ye Fan glanced at Prince Mingde casually, and said, "Prince Mingde, I'm sorry for the delay, let's continue to talk about the previous topic!

"Grandmaster Ye, you ...... in the Ise Shrine just now" Prince Mingde trembled, his voice trembled a little, and he didn't seem to know how to ask a question.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, looked at the picture on the TV screen, and said, "Didn't you see it all? The great priest of the Ise Shrine has made a blood oath to become my slave!"

His voice was not loud, but it was like a nine-day thunderbolt, bursting in Prince Mingde's ears.

Although Prince Mingde had been mentally prepared, when he heard Ye Fan admit it in person, the shock in his heart was difficult to describe with pen and ink.

That's the Grand Priest of Ise Jingu!

Above all living beings, it is the spiritual belief of countless Shinto believers, and even the emperor and prime minister revere it as if it were a god.

And now, such a respected big man has become Ye Fan's slave.

If this news spreads, there will be a "great earthquake" in all walks of life in the country.

"Hoo ......"

I don't know how long it took, Prince Mingde breathed a long sigh of relief, forced himself to calm down, and looked at Ye Fan's eyes full of reverence.

"Sect Master Ye, on behalf of the royal family of the Wa Kingdom, I apologize to you for everything before! Our royal family is willing to take out one trillion yuan to make amends to you!"

......

A trillion dollars!

In the mouth of Prince Mingde, an astronomical number was spoken.

Converted into Huaxia currency, it is also a huge amount of 60 billion, even if it is 5 million a day, it will take more than 30 consecutive years.

You must know that many internationally renowned listed companies have only more than one billion yuan of liquidity that can be used on their books.

For the royal family of the Japanese Kingdom, taking out this huge amount of money at once is also a big loss of vitality, even if it does not drink the northwest wind every day, it is not much better.

However, after hearing this astonishing figure, Ye Fan neither accepted nor denied it, but restrained his smile, his face was solemn, and there was no wave.

In the huge lounge, there was silence, a pin drop could be heard, and there was a deathly silence.

The extremely oppressive atmosphere made Prince Mingde's brows furrowed, and his chest seemed to be pressed against a high mountain, almost suffocating.

He stubbornly spoke: "Sect Master Ye, if you think that one trillion yuan is too little, we can discuss it again......

"No, no, no!"

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "Prince Mingde, you misunderstood what I meant! I didn't want to take this opportunity to extort money, I actually came to collect debts!"

"Debt collection?!" Prince Mingde raised his eyebrows, his face was full of surprise, and he asked inexplicably: "Sect Master Ye, can you explain it clearly? Why can't I understand it?"

Ye Fan heard this, but did not answer directly, but stood up and walked to the wall, admiring an ink painting hanging on the wall.

Looking closely, the protagonist of the painting is a goshawk standing on a pine branch, proudly independent, the main feathers and tail feathers are pointed out in thick ink and ink, the layers are distinct, the majestic wings are closed, and the powerful talons grasp the trunk of the tree.

The eagle's beak and eyes are outlined with burnt ink, the goshawk's eyes are like torches, blazing, the eagle body stands sideways, the head is slightly twisted, full of energy, the majestic view of the vast earth, the movement is still, highlighting the sense of power of the image.

A pine and a cypress are painted on the screen. The pine tree is in front, painted in light ink, the branches are upright and oblique to the right, and then slanted down from the top, the pine needles are written in thick ink, which shows the power of the brush, and the cypress tree is behind, the ink color is thicker, and the posture is more curvy.

Between the brushstrokes and ink, a majestic momentum is revealed, which is obviously from the hands of famous artists.

In the lower left corner, the word "Qi Huang" is written.

Qi Huang is the original name of Qi Baishi, the great master of painting.

There is no doubt that this is the authentic work of Mr. Qi Baishi.

Seeing that Ye Fan was interested in this painting, Prince Mingde hurriedly came over and introduced:

This painting is called "Pine and Cypress High Portrait", which is the masterpiece of Mr. Shiraishi in his later years.

There is a goshawk on the pine stem, and the intention is that the hero is invincible, and the eyes are intimidating. Mr. Shiraishi's large pen is like a rafter, and he writes the pine and cypress in the style of seal calligraphy, although the spirit of the gold and stone is outrageous, and the shape of the pine and cypress is concrete; In his old age, he has achieved such a grand masterpiece, and the high level of Mr. Shiraishi's artistic achievements cannot but be impressive!"

Speaking of this, Prince Mingde turned around again, looked at Ye Fan, and said with a smile on his face:

"Grandmaster Ye, Mr. Shiraishi's paintings are all in high demand in the world's major auction markets, and last year's "Twelve Screens of Landscapes" was sold for a sky-high price of $135 million! If this "Pine and Cypress Gaoli Map" flows to the market, it can be sold for tens of millions of dollars at will! Grandmaster Ye, if you are interested in this painting, I will immediately send someone to pack it and deliver it to your residence!"

......

The priceless paintings were given away so easily, and the handwriting of Prince Mingde was not insignificant.

However, Ye Fan didn't have any joy on his face, but instead said, "Prince Mingde, you really know this painting!

"What's the problem?" Prince Mingde said curiously.

"Mr. Shiraishi's paintings, even in China, are national treasures, and they should be kept in museums!

Hearing this ......question, Prince Mingde suddenly became hesitant, not knowing how to answer.

Of course, he knew the origin of the painting, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Why? speechless? Let me tell you—"

Suddenly, Ye Fan puffed up his chest suddenly, and the momentum revealed in his body was like an unsheathed divine sword, with a sharp edge, giving people an unstoppable feeling.

"Prince Mingde, a few decades ago, you Japanese invaded our China, broke our rivers and mountains, devastated the land of China, committed countless unpardonable evil deeds, and took countless precious cultural relics for yourself! This painting of Qi Baishi is naturally the same! Later, you brazenly found all kinds of excuses to cover up your evil deeds and turn black and white upside down! But, every Chinese person cannot forget that period of history!"

Ye Fan's voice was sonorous and powerful, deafening.

Prince Mingde's face was pale and bloodless, as if he had been beaten by a blow, and he took several steps back, and a strong sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

"Sect Master Ye, you...... What the hell are you trying to do?!" His voice trembled in extreme panic.

Ye Fan looked at him coldly, and said word by word: "Those who offend me in Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away! I came to collect debts this time, not for myself, but for the sake of the 400 million compatriots who were persecuted back then! Ping Zhengzong, back then, we were weak and could only be beaten, but now, it is time for you to repay your debts!"

"One billion soldiers on the Great Wall, how can the national shame be peaceful!"

"I am willing to raise 100,000 tigers and wolves, and set foot on Tokyo with more horses and swords!"