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Li Chengquan's face quickly swelled to the color of pig liver. A trace of malice emerged on his face, his fingers trembled slightly, and stared at Ye Dongfeng with a face that was practically going crazy with anger. His hands actually lit up at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

What? Li Chengquan, you still want to fight me? Don't forget your identity. Master and servant are different, when is it your turn to control my Ye Family? Ye Dongfeng saw everything, his expression did not change as he walked in front of Uncle Hong, and said coldly.

Hearing that, the Qi in Li Chengquan's hand stopped, and the force immediately dissipated.

Li Chengquan gritted his teeth as he looked at Ye Dongfeng, his head lowered.

You are the young master of the direct line of descent for Ye Family, and I am only a dog raised by Ye Family, how could I dare to have any objections to Master?

However, Fourth Young Master, Feng Shui's turn has come. You have made a great mistake, and even your Ye Family has been shamed for you. In three days, the Patriarch will convene a clan meeting. At that time, even your father won't be able to protect you, so when that time comes, I want to see how arrogant you are!

Li Chengquan's face was full of hatred, he stared at Ye Dongfeng for a while, then angrily left.

Wait, did I let you go?

Ye Dongfeng's eyes turned slightly cold.

Fourth Young Master, what else do you have to say? Li Chengquan gritted his teeth and endured his anger. At this moment, he was extremely ashamed and angry, Li Chengquan never expected that the normally submissive Fourth Young Master would actually give out such a sharp and fierce counterattack, but Li Chengquan did not dare to refute him.

No matter how much power and influence Li Chengquan had, he was still just a dog in the Prominent Class Ye Family.

I don't dare to accept your teachings. I don't have the habit of helping others to teach their servants a lesson. But Manager Li, after what I did, I still want to settle the debt with you. You want to make Uncle Hong suffer the humiliation under your crotch? Not bad, not bad, Uncle Hong, don't stop slapping him in the face. Ye Dongfeng said coldly.

After hearing this, not only was Li Chengquan stunned, even the white-haired old slave Uncle Hong was also stunned on the spot.

What was Li Chengquan's identity?

that was a manager who looked after the Ice Prison, and was second only to the power of the main house.

Although the Uncle Hong was also in charge, but Ye Canghai's family was very small, how could the power of the two be compared? He had indeed been humiliated by Li Chengquan, but he was just a loyal old dog. It was already enough for him to do something for his master, so how could he slap Li Chengquan's face?

The Uncle Hong hesitated.

Hong Tao, you old thing, how dare you!

Li Chengquan remained silent and said harshly.

The veins on Li Chengquan's forehead had even popped. He wanted to retaliate several times, but Ye Dongfeng's Martial Veins Break was only a piece of trash, even if it added up to five, he would still not be's match. But at this moment, Li Chengquan could only swallow his resentment.

Slap!

Uncle Hong clenched his teeth, and slapped him.

He had to say it.

Awesome, so cool.

Uncle Hong was elated, he had never felt so elated.

Slaves were also people, and they also had their own pride. How could they be willing to be humiliated?

Both of his hands were pulled apart, and the slapping sounds of his hands echoed loudly. Li Chengquan was accompanied by a few evil slaves with Ye Family, all of them cowering in their original positions, not daring to open their mouths to plead. They looked towards Li Chengquan and those extremely complicated gazes made him go crazy.

Uncle Hong was old and didn't have much energy, so he didn't even have much strength when he hit Li Chengquan.

However, it was a slap to his face. Li Chengquan's entire face was flushed red, where was the haughty and arrogant look from before?

He wished he could find a hole to hide in.

Li Chengquan didn't know how he had escaped from the Ice Prison, but even when he had left, he was still staring hatefully at Li Dongfeng and his son, as though he wanted to take them into his bones. However, Ye Dongfeng didn't care about what he thought, or it could be said that he was too lazy to care.

Uncle Hong, are you giving me that?

Ye Dongfeng laughed.

Yes, this old servant has never felt so refreshed in my life before. It's just that …

Uncle Hong was very excited, but he remained calm with a worried look on his face.

Ye Dongfeng raised his hand to stop the Uncle Hong from speaking and laughed. Uncle Hong, don't worry, I have my own plans. As long as you are out of breath, you don't have to worry about anything else. Uncle Hong, I will trouble you to tell Father that I can settle this matter. I only need three days. I can assure you that after three days, no one will dare to insult you, my master, or my servant.

If he were to live a new life, and be unable to even protect his closest kin, then what kind of martial arts would he, Ye Dongfeng, practice?

It's all bullshit.

Good, good, good.

Uncle Hong stared at the youth that he had watched grow up, and actually didn't recognize him anymore.

Instantly, Uncle Hong was filled with tears.

Ye Dongfeng comforted Uncle Hong for a while, and asked him about his father's situation before letting him leave the Ice Prison. Uncle Hong was not a warrior, so the second level of the Ice Prison was extremely cold. Even a strong man in his prime would have to suffer, let alone an old man.

However, hearing that the clan meeting that would decide his own fate would be held three days later, Ye Dongfeng calmed down.

Three days were more than enough.

I have been silent for too long, it is time to stir up this stagnant water. I want to see if the tragedy will repeat itself after three days. What can you do to me, Ye Dongfeng?

Ye Dongfeng's eyes drooped as waves of shock rose up to the sky in his heart.

He hadn't forgotten his father's stooped back that instant after proudly kneeling down and kowtowing, and that metal spear that symbolized honor but could not be joined together.

He had imagined countless times that one day he would be able to wash away the humiliation and make his father proud.

Even if Ye Dongfeng were to ascend the peak of the Nine Prefectures in the end, he would still be unable to change that.

Now, he had experienced a hundred lifetimes of rebirth, and his heart had not changed at all. He had finally returned to the beginning of all his regrets, so how could he, Ye Dongfeng, fail to live up to them?

In this life, he was destined to be the strongest, to be able to grasp the Heavenly Dao in his hands.

In this life, he wanted to create a perfect dao heart. Those thousand years of unwillingness and regret that were like a nightmare and plagued him, Ye Dongfeng would never allow it to happen again.

What big words you have there! I would really like to know how a cripple with broken Martial Veins wants to stir up this pool of stagnant water. Earlier, this old man had seen the drama of master and servant's deep feelings for each other, but I didn't expect that a little kid like you would actually have such a big heart.

Arrogant enough, shameless enough! Are you a member of my Ye Family bloodline?

Just as Ye Dongfeng's heart was surging wildly, an aged voice suddenly came from all directions.

Arrogant is just a relative term. You think that I am arrogant, but to me, it is just a small matter. The dead water was too heavy, but it could not stop the real dragon. The dragon was going to ascend to heaven, how could a mere dead water be able to restrain it? He was afraid that he would overturn the sea!

Ye Dongfeng's expression did not change, as though he had already expected this to happen.

He looked up and his eyes lit up. It seemed like he could break through the heavy cold mist.

After he finished speaking, his face immediately turned solemn.

The thirty-seventh generation of Ye Family, the son of Ye Canghai, Ye Dongfeng pays his respects to the Grand Elder.