Hearing Zhao Hai's words, Zhan Yue's face turned ashen. After a while, he gritted his teeth and looked up at Zhao Hai."Please do it, Sir. Get rid of Zhan Yifei. This way, no one in the winged horse tribe will stop our people from entering the space."
Zhao Hai and everyone else in the hall were stunned. No one had expected Zhan Yue to make such a request to Zhao Hai. This was an open rebellion.
Everyone else in the hall looked at Zhan Yue in a daze, especially those from the winged horse clan. The winged horse clan members in the hall were all people of status. It could be said that they had watched Zhan Yue grow up. They knew what kind of person Zhan Yue was, but no one had expected him to say such words.
