Ming Capital, Federation Parliament.
"Mo Lan, can this Yang Fan who rose from the Blood God Camp be of use to us?"
The speaker had sharply defined features and eyes as deep as an abyss.
The moment he spoke, the atmosphere throughout parliament grew tense.
He was Chen Xinjie, commander of the Sea God Legion, master of the War God Temple, and a Limit Douluo!
Although the Holy Spirit Cult's theft of the Godslayer Shells some time ago had shaken his standing in the Federation Parliament somewhat,
he remained one of the leading military hawks within the Federation.
"He is my friend, not my subordinate. I expect you to speak respectfully."
Mo Lan's voice was calm, but it carried an authority that brooked no argument.
Clearly, she had matured considerably since becoming speaker of the Federation Parliament.
"Hah, respectfully?" Chen Xinjie's expression darkened, and he instinctively unleashed the oppressive aura of a Limit Douluo. "Madam Speaker, I hope you will consider the bigger picture and have him hand over the method he used to reach that stage."
Chen Xinjie stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table.
His goal was the secret behind Yang Fan's ability to reach that level without the Divine Realm.
Originally, Chen Xinjie had not wanted to make an enemy of Yang Fan and had intended to sound him out through the younger members of his family.
But Lord Sea God, who had been silent for who knew how long, had actually manifested that day.
Only with the Sea God backing him did he dare use Mo Lan as a stepping stone to provoke Yang Fan and obtain his secret.
*Besides, even before Shrek Academy was bombed, the previous speaker couldn't make me show respect. You're an ordinary woman without a shred of Soul Power,