You are the slave, and I am the master

"Your Imperial Highness!" Tang Yan hurriedly stepped out to block him, spreading out his arms, "Ling Han is my friend. Is there some kind of misunderstanding between the two of you?"

"Your friend?" Meng Yangcheng's eyes sharpened, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Previously, when Ling Han had snatched his fated opportunity, could it be that it had been commanded by Tang Yan?

Otherwise, how could a minor character that he had never heard of dare to oppose him? Furthermore, aside from a clan with a powerful background like the Tang Clan, how could they possibly find the historical site of the Buddhist Race?

"Tang Yan, how dare you make an enemy of the Imperial Family!" he said balefully.

Tang Yan was at a loss, "Your Imperial Highness, what is the meaning of this?"

"What is the meaning of this?" Meng Yangcheng sneered and waved his hand. "Take them all down!"