When those people were thrown out by the boss by the neck.

An Jie came to Jiang Yan's side and said in a crying and laughing tone:

"You don't have to, I really didn't take their words to heart."

Regarding the fact that she has a bad reputation, An Jie has already accepted it calmly.

So when she saw Jiang Yan go up to find trouble like this, she always felt a little weird.

However, Jiang Yan turned his head to look at her face and asked in a serious tone:

"Really? But when they talked about your sister just now, you still had a distinctly angry expression, didn't you?"

"Of course, I don't care what they say about me, but I'm still angry when it comes to my family."

Although An Jie is used to being criticized by others, there are some words that she can't hear.

For example, the four people just said that Anjie's eldest sister Martina had children before marriage, and she was angry when she saw it.

Even if An Jie's relationship with Martina is not so good, and they are not even born by the same mother, they are also half-sisters.

Coupled with the fact that both of them are victims of Dorothy, there is a feeling of sympathy for each other.

Therefore, An Jie naturally felt a little unpleasant about other people gossiping about Martina.

In addition to Martina, she was also very angry with her offensive remarks about Anjie's father, Aaron, the Governor of the Holy Flame.

An Jie was able to grow up in the Governor's Mansion safely with such a bad identity, and her father Aaron definitely contributed to it.

Although Aaron is also relatively cold to this little daughter on the surface, he is still paying attention to her every move.

And in many cases, he will take the initiative to help Anjie deal with some troublesome things or something.

Even many times when Anjie had a big disaster and offended some big person, Aaron personally intervened.

From this point of view, Aaron is also benevolent to this little daughter.

An Jie didn't say anything, but she was still very grateful to her father in her heart.

Because of this, the reason why An Jie hit people in anger many times before was not because she heard gossip about herself.

But after hearing someone talk about his father and eldest sister, he couldn't help but go up directly and punch someone and lay down or something.

From this point of view, An Jie felt that Jiang Yan was really unnecessary to find someone to fight for his own sake.

She didn't think her reputation was important, and she didn't think it was worth being angry about.

However, after hearing An Jie's words, Jiang Yan shook his head.

He looked directly into An Jie's eyes and said seriously:

"You're angry that people don't respect someone important to you, and so do I."

「...... Huh?"

"As far as you are concerned, they are just laughing at you, of course you can feel indifferent, but for me, they are laughing at my important companions, and I naturally can't laugh it off, I must teach them a lesson."

Jiang Ember is usually not the kind of person with a bad temper, but there are times when he can't bear it.

Especially when I heard that those guys degraded An Jie as worthless, I felt a sense of anger and blood surging.

It is true that An Jie's reputation in her hometown is very bad, and it is understandable that others will say so.

But so what? If you don't listen to it, you are unhappy, and if you don't want to swallow it, you don't want to swallow it.

Even if this behavior is a little childish and a little stunned, Jiang Yan also admits it.

After seeing the serious look on his face, An Jie was silent for a while, and then sighed: ap.

"But there are many more such people, so many that you can't teach them enough, what should you do then?"

"Then see one by one and teach one lesson, don't worry, I will be lighter than you, and I will not break other people's jaws."

"Poof! Hahahahaha!"

Listen to ginger

As soon as Ember said this, the genuine "Jaw Crushing Priest" couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Her laughter echoed through the tavern, and many of the drinkers looked curiously.

But An Jie didn't care about the eyes of others, but took Jiang Yan's hand and continued to ask:

"If you really teach like this, you will probably have to be the enemy of the All Holy Flames, aren't you afraid?"

Faced with such a weak threat, Jiang Yan smiled slightly and said with a smile:

"Actually, I've been fighting the whole world since the day I marched with the five of you, haven't I?"

......

Although this may sound like a second-class statement, it is actually true.

At first, when Jiang Ember agreed to help them escape from the monastery, he didn't know that there were so many things behind the scenes.

As Jiang Yan's relationship with the five sealers became deeper and deeper, the veins of various countries and organizations gradually emerged.

Coupled with the various arrangements on the side of the god of desire, all kinds of criss-crossing troubles have long since become a tight net.

This big net firmly wrapped Jiang Yan's whole person in the net, leaving no way to retreat at all, forcing him to move forward.

Therefore, this "enemy of the whole world" is not a big phrase, but a real thing that will be encountered in the future.

After all, the "Night Watch" represents the supreme power and power of this world, and to be an enemy of them is basically an enemy of the world.

Now that they are all ready to be enemies of the Night's Watch, what is the point of having a few, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of ordinary enemies.

Compared to an organization that was almost god-like, it was as easy to deal with these enemies as if it were playing a game with a three-year-old.

Regarding the fact that she and the others had already dragged the man in front of her into this troubled water, An Jie naturally knew it.

She could only take a deep breath and say in a somewhat guilty tone:

"I'm sorry I didn't make it clear to you when I first asked you for help."

"Ha, isn't it a little too late to say that now?"

"It's too late...... But no matter how late it is, it's better than not talking about it."

Seeing An Jie's rare look of bowing her head and apologizing, Jiang Yan also patted her little head and said with a smile:

"Instead of apologizing dryly here, it's better to take me to a few more delicious restaurants and try more local specialties, which is more realistic."

"Earlier, what's so difficult about this!" An Jie was suddenly interested when she heard this.

She reached out and patted the pitiful part of the place, and the smug expression on her face returned.

Then, under the curious gaze of many drinkers, he pulled Jiang Yan and walked out with the steps of his six relatives.

......

For Jiang Ember and An Jie, the conflict in the tavern was just a small episode, and it didn't affect the overall situation.

But what the two didn't notice was that at the same time as they held hands and swaggered away.

A drunken old man who lived in the corner of the tavern lowered the brim of his hat.

After dropping a few silver tarans as wine money, he quickly got up and left.

Garnet-colored Divine Flame ...... And that fleeting aura of ghostly energy.

You can't be wrong, the man just now must be a relative of the "Lust Lord", and he has the power of ghostly energy.

In other words, he should also have a man-made spirit suit based on the legendary "Blade of Love".

Are you from the "Fog Capital Cooking Association"? Or the people of the "Rotten Wood Court", the "Harpy Son", or the "Blackwater Chaebol"?

According to the old man's knowledge, there are artificial spiritual organizations in the world based on the "Blade of Love".

Including their "Lorcan Choir", there are only five in total.

Someone from another organization came to our territory with artificial spirit costumes...... Is it just passing by? Or is there something else going on?

While leaving the Executioner's Tavern, walking towards the "Choir Headquarters".

The drunken old man, who looked sloppy on the surface, glanced up at the bright moonlight in the night.

There was a faint black light flashing in the pupils that seemed extremely cloudy when he was drinking just now!

At that moment, he didn't look like an ordinary drunkard, but like some other creature in human skin.

But it didn't matter what the young man had come to St. Lorcan for, or what he came from.

In short, the artificial spirit suit in his hand, the old man must have laughed at it.

After all, artificial spirit suits of the same origin can become stronger after devouring the power of the same source.

So for this old man...... Or in other words, as far as the head of the "Lorcan Choir" is concerned, the young man just now is simply a gift package to the door.

Of course, even so, this matter cannot be rushed at all.

After all, the whole of St. Lorcan now belongs to an extremely special period.

Because of the engagement ceremony of the second lady of the Governor, Doroshi, not only the high-ranking officials of the entire Holy Flame Sect are now gathered here.

Even the "Royal Guard Knights" of Canglong next door had several masters lead the team here.

It is undoubtedly a very foolish move for the Heavenly Father, who has been dormant in the local area for many years, to do so indiscriminately.

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan...... That's why he let those two people out of the tavern just now.

Thinking of this, Heavenly Father raised his hand casually, and a familiar dagger appeared in his palm.

It's still the familiar pomegranate-shaped hilt, or the slightly pink ambiguous blade.

It's just that this artificial spirit suit is very different from the "Mentor Blade" that Hannibal held before.

This "Blade of Judgment" feels sharper and more dangerous.

In addition to the fact that the degree of refinement of the "Judgment Blade" itself is much stronger than that of the "Mentor's Blade".

The strength of the Heavenly Father himself is not comparable to that of Hannibal's non-high-ranking cadres...... He's a legendary-level powerhouse.

After looking at the artificial spiritual garment in his hand, the Heavenly Father whispered:

"Shadow Fiend, go follow the man and woman just now, and keep a close eye on their movements."

「...... Yes."

Before he could finish speaking, a pitch-black figure burst out from the shadow under his feet.

The shadow looked like a liquid, flowing slowly in the moonlight, completely devoid of human form.

The shadow flickered for a moment and then quickly left, leaving the Father standing on the corner of the street in the night, a smile of pleasure on his lips.