C738 A good dog is not in the way

The surrounding people were stunned, they did not expect Ling Yun to be so fierce, he had changed from his usual way of doing things, and had completely lost his gentle temper, starting to scold him the moment he got out.

In the past, even though the two of them had been opposing each other, they weren't as' hooligans'.

Of course, to those who were unsatisfied with the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion, this was the same as being overjoyed.

"crown prince Ling Yun shouldn't have gotten Old Duke Qin's' true teachings', right?!" Although Qin Muyang was now a Grand Commandant, many people were still used to calling him Old Prince Qin, not Grand Commandant Qin.

"It should be!" Someone nodded in agreement, "Three years ago, during the Old Marquis' birthday banquet, my old man took me there. This is how the old prince … he scolded Marquis Wen Yuan until his eyes went red."

"Ling Yun, you …"

Wen Shang did not expect Ling Yun to be like this, and was stunned at that moment, the sounds of discussions transmitted over, and only then did he react, the green and white on his face alternated, as he pointed at Ling Yun, and trembled in anger.

We are all civilized people, how can we curse like this?

"Get out of the way, what a dog!" Ling Yun scolded and his footsteps never stopped. He walked to the front of the black faced Wen Shang and pulled him to the side, causing him to stagger and walk over while holding Ling'er's hand.

Although the people following behind Wen Shang were of extraordinary birth, they were still nothing compared to the two of them. Seeing that Ling Yun did not even place them in his eyes and had directly started cursing at them, they became even more furious and stepped aside to let Ling Yun and Ling'er pass.

Behind him, looking at Ling Yun's leaving figure, even if he was well-trained, Wen Shang was still so angry that his lips were trembling non-stop, and his eyes were blazing with fire.

and directly pushed him to the side, then didn't even look at what he, Wen Shang, was.

"Young Marquis, this Ling Yun is too arrogant, he actually dared to attack Young Marquis." Someone from the group of lackeys behind him immediately jumped out and said.

"Scram!" Wen Shang roared at him, waved his sleeve robe, and left with a heart full of anger.

The dog who jumped out was stunned. After a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. His face was full of confusion. 'Can anyone tell me what the fuck is going on?'

We are civilized, we are gentlemen, how can you not be so rogue, how can you not be so crude …

"It was great just now, wasn't it!" After walking for a long distance, he saw that Ling Yun's expression was slightly relaxed, and his footsteps had slowed down.

"En!" Ling Yun nodded, and felt all of his anger dissipate. The gloom that had been lurking in his heart for so many years had also dissipated, and he exhaled deeply, saying: "Awesome, so f * cking cool."

Ling'er rolled her eyes at him, looked at the big hand that Ling Yun was holding on her wrist, and her face flushed slightly. Then, Liu Ye frowned slightly, and said softly: "You're hurting me."

Ling Yun was startled, and immediately let go of her small hands. Seeing the red mark there, his eyes revealed an apologetic look, and he embarrassedly scratched his head, then made a promise: "Next time, you must remember to be gentle."

"I …" Ling'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She thought that Ling Yun would apologize, but in the end he just said this.

Having been scolded and humiliated by Ling Yun for no apparent reason, everyone knew that there was a ball of fire in Ling Yun's heart. They all walked as far as they could, not daring to look for trouble with him again.

They being like this, Ling Yun was happy to be left in peace, in the midst of the crowd, he ignored everyone else and continued to enjoy the world of the two …

Very quickly, Ling Yun smoothly exchanged the Pulse Cleansing Grass in his hands, and then, after exchanging a few more medicinal ingredients and some ores, he finally left the valley and headed in the direction of the spirit boat.