Among the dwarf tribe, except for the dwarf king, the remaining elders are determined according to their casting ability.
It best represents the authority of the dwarves.
After hearing Ai Cui's instructions, several people followed Ai Cui to the underground meeting room.
They sat upright on the tree stump, waiting quietly for Ai Cui to speak.
But after a long time, Ai Cui didn't say anything, but just kept rubbing the wound on his head.
One of them couldn't bear to watch and said, "Wang, do you want to go see the wound on your head first?"
There were five horrifying fingerprints left on it, which looked scary no matter how you looked at it.
Ai Cui shook his head and rejected the topic.
He sighed softly and was about to speak when his voice was interrupted by the dwarf-elder next to him!
A loud noise came from under the table. Ai Cui looked over in confusion and saw a huge hammer appear under the table, smashing a big hole in the ground.
Ai Cui was stunned when he heard the elder say in a low voice: "I don't know the rules here, but I know that if anyone hurts the king, we will pay them back a thousand times!"
I don't know what struck a chord with these people, but everyone became indignant!
"Yeah! He's right!"
"That's right. No matter how powerful he is, we can fight back if he hurts the king like this!"
"That's right! Why should we just accept it? This time we'll teach them a lesson about our power!"
Looking at their excited expressions, Ai Cui was moved and angry.
He slapped the table lightly, suppressing all the words.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I know you are dissatisfied with Lin Fan, but you have indeed misunderstood him this time."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire conference room fell silent.
If it was a vegetable market just now, then it is now an empty valley.
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone looked at Ai Cui with suspicion, trying to determine whether what he said was true or false.
Aicui paused and said: I didn't lie to you, it wasn't him, it was the Vanir!
When talking about the Vanir, Atri almost spoke with his back teeth gritted!
He said angrily: "It's them! They deliberately created the dwarf puppets! And then they brought the dwarf puppets to cause trouble for Lin Fan!"
"If not for this, why would Lin Fan suddenly come to kill us today?!"
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Hearing this, everyone showed an expression of disbelief on their faces: "How is it possible?"
"Why would the Vanir harm us like this?"
"That's right. The many magic wands in their hands were all made by us!"
"Isn't this repaying kindness with enmity?"
Ai Cui already had the answers to these questions in his mind. After briefly explaining to the elders, he ignored their ugly expressions and said directly: "Now, Lin Fan has given us three days. As long as we can prove ourselves, we can surrender to him. Everyone, think of a solution."
Unlike the tense situation among the dwarves, the situation in the dark universe is almost leisurely.
Iron Man mixed a glass of wine for Lin Fan on the dusty ground and invited him with a smile: "Try it? I just learned it recently, and it tastes pretty good."
Lin Fan glanced at the rumbling machines and dirty environment around him. He really didn't understand why Iron Man chose to mix cocktails in such a place.
He couldn't help but ask back: "What's so delicious about your wine? Isn't it delicious because of the many ingredients?"