Liu Yuan was infuriated beyond measure. Master Chen was his most formidable underling, and now he was kneeling and begging for mercy, bringing shame upon Liu Yuan's own face.
"Ye Ling, you got lucky this time, but don't get cocky," Liu Yuan sneered with an arrogant look, "Although Master Chen is a Dark Energy Master, there are plenty in the Dragon Hall who are more formidable than him. If you don't want your whole family to be finished, you'd better kneel down and kowtow quickly!" Liu Yuan curled his lips, looking down at the group with disdain.
"Heh, even if Ye Ling is talented, he can't defeat so many experts in the Dragon Hall, and he'll still have to humble himself before young master Liu, right?" Chen Tai, full of self-satisfaction, climbed up from the ground, sneering, "Young Master Ye, you can't let him off so easily, right? Since this brat dared to attack your people, I think he should leave his wife behind to apologize?"
"Heh, good!" Liu Yuan clapped his hands, his glee growing as he looked at Su Rou's weak and frightened demeanor.
He couldn't wait to humiliate Ye Ling's wife in front of all these people, showing him the consequences of offending Liu Yuan.
With a pale face, Su Rou nervously clutched Ye Ling's hand while he remained composed. He picked up a wine bottle from the table, poured a glass, and then turned his gaze to Liu Yuan.
"Haha, you finally got it, kid!" Liu Yuan, smug, squinted his eyes and reached out to take the wine glass from Ye Ling's hand.
However, a sneer flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, and he suddenly flung the glass.
Smack!
A glass of red wine poured over Liu Yuan's head, soaking him like a drowned rat.
The people present couldn't help but want to laugh, but then they thought of Liu Yuan's frightening status and immediately felt a chill down their spine, instinctively bowing their heads.
Liu Yuan's eyes bulged in disbelief as he felt the wine on his body, then clenched his fists and roared in rage, "Ye Ling, you're courting death, you and your entire family are going to die!"
As the young master of Dragon Hall, with his grandfather being the number one expert, who wouldn't kowtow to him? And now, to be humiliated with wine thrown in his face—what a disgrace!
The kneeling Master Chen, trembling like he was in a cold fit, shook his head in disbelief, "It's over, it's really over now, when Lin Zhantian sends someone over, everyone here is done for!"
"Hmph, what about Lin Zhantian? If he's raised such an arrogant and rampaging grandson, he must give me an explanation!" Ye Ling said coldly, his hand gripping Liu Yuan's throat as he spoke deliberately, "Tell Lin Zhantian to come and apologize to me, or else I'll come to him myself and flatten his Dragon Hall!"
Liu Yuan was being strangled to the point of breaking but didn't feel any pain, just staring dumbfounded at the man before him, muttering, "Madman!"
Seeing this, onlookers could not help but sigh; the mighty Chen Family Head had been forced to kneel and bow his head. Ye Ling, this man, was truly terrifying!
Su Rou, feeling somewhat sympathetic, tugged Ye Ling's hand and whispered, "Ye Ling, why don't you just spare his life? He has already kowtowed!"
"Huh, spare him?" Ye Ling narrowed his eyes in thought, then flicked his finger and said, "Alright, I can spare your life. But from now on, you are my dog, Ye Ling. If I tell you to go east, you must not go west!"
"Thank you, Young Master Ye, from now on I am your dog!" said Chen Tai, overjoyed, hastily bowing his head again.
Then he rose to his feet and declared solemnly to everyone present: "Listen well, from now on, the master of the Chen family is Young Master Ye. Anyone who dares not follow Young Master Ye's commands, don't blame me for taking his life!"
"Yes, we will definitely follow Young Master Ye's commands!" the people of the Chen family said in unison, their eyes showing fear as they knelt down.
"Alright, we've delayed enough time, the old man must be getting anxious. Let's go back to the Su family now," Ye Ling said, gesturing with his hand and pulling Su Rou as he started to leave the Chen family courtyard.
At this moment, Chen Tai trotted forward, his body bent in a bow, and smiled, "Young Master Ye, to show my apology, let me be your driver and take you back to the Su family, shall I?"
"Fine," Ye Ling said indifferently, nodding his head, while Su Rou beside him widened her eyes in shock.
This was Chen Tai, a man on par with her grandfather, a major player.
Now, he was personally serving as their chauffeur; this was a first. Probably not even the highly honored city officials received such treatment, right?
"Hehe, thank you, Young Master Ye. It's my great fortune to drive for you!" Chen Tai said cheerfully, fetching a stretch Lincoln from the garage and driving the five of them towards the Su family residence.
At the Su family, the old patriarch sat at the entrance, looking anxiously in the direction of the road.
"Grandfather, you might as well stop looking. That arrogant Ye Ling, he must have been killed by Chen Tai's people by now!" Su Ya said with a smirk, her eyes filled with schadenfreude.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could a person like Young Master Ye die at the hands of a minor Chen family? No one can take his life!" the old patriarch said sternly, although a bit of doubt crept into his heart.
Only he knew about Young Master Ye's identity as the Northern Liao King. If Chen Tai really were so bold and reckless, then everything would be over!