Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1190: Rude

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Jing Ya raised her head, looking into Ye Fengsheng's deep eyes. Her heart pounded, reluctant to stand up again, but she said, "Mr. Ye, it seems like there's a guest coming to light a cigarette these days. Are you coming alone? Is it wrong to slap them in the face?"

Ye Fengsheng patted her shoulder. "I want to take back what's mine, there's no need to snatch, what's there to worry about."

"I came to the Lu Family, I'm not too late. If you need my help, you can ask me. If you can help me, I will definitely help you deal with it."

As Ye Fengsheng spoke, he walked toward the front door of the café, still muttering, "Where am I coming back from?"

The siblings sitting at the table exchanged looks, wanting to speak but sighing together instead.

They weren't sure if their matters were significant. If Ye Fengsheng bothered to handle something they could solve, they would feel impolite. But if Ye Fengsheng wasn't invited to take care of this, and if they found themselves unable to solve it, where would they find Ye Fengsheng?

You can't have Ye Fengsheng waiting at home all the time, he has important matters to attend to.

As they were hesitating, Ye Fengsheng appeared in front of that family's door. The old house still emitted the aura of a Great Country, but it was no longer as simple as before. The old door was completely open, unlike when they first came to prevent thieves. The guards at the door were gone, only a long red carpet stretched out from the door. There were two

ten meters long.

With a hint of suspicion in his eyes, Ye Feng walked slowly. When the Heart Cleansing Formula within him slightly stirred, he felt the familiar breath in the room, and his face involuntarily showed a strange color.

No wonder some families put up a welcoming façade. It turned out to be the useless Purple Cloud Radiance.

How many lieutenants can your family have?

You can imagine with your feet!

As soon as the child reached the door, he said the family owed him something, or owed him a lieutenant rank. This wasn't intentional. What could it be?

I've been in the army for so many years, but I'm just a sergeant. If I have a chance to look for a major, I will see if I have a chance to make a contribution. That kid looks barely in his twenties, and as soon as he opens his mouth he's here for a lieutenant. What is that? Do you think you're the eldest son of a family? Can you have a lieutenant's rank as soon as you speak?

Even Hee Ziming, he's truly made a contribution to the team. When you touch the skin inside your mouth, you want to gain a rank for yourself. Why!?

"Bring Hee Yuanbo out to meet me."

While thinking about it, I suddenly heard this mixed voice again. For a moment, I didn't know who Hee Yuanbo was. After thinking for a while, he even seemed angry and reproachful:

"If you wish, you can meet the chief!" If you want to go crazy elsewhere, don't come here feeling uncomfortable!"

Ye Fengsheng didn't argue, saying: "Then let Hee Mingtang come out to meet me, otherwise I will tear down the Hee Family's centennial old house today."

The words were calm, the voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation. The calm tone of dismantling someone's centennial old house made the guard extremely angry, but he did not violate the taboo. Instead, he pulled out a baton from his waist, and after the crackling sound, he walked toward "Ye Fengsheng."

Come on, he said as he walked, "Let's go! This isn't a place where you can be wild!"

He was really afraid he'd let this spiritually magnified person in and then get scolded by the director. He shouldn't have let that spiritually magnified person continue to occupy the door. He simply set the mentally ill person aside.

"Stop."

As soon as he thought of this, a voice pressed to the extreme appeared but still filled with anger. Ye Feng looked over, slightly raising an eyebrow.

It used to be a bit more than a meter in height, big eyes and thick eyebrows. Now sitting in a wheelchair it was a bit shorter. Due to physical injuries, all its muscles had vanished. Now it looked very thin. Those eyes were also filled with dust. They lacked spirit. At this moment, they looked at him angrily. A hidden fury was about to erupt.

Who kicked the disabled Ye Fengsheng out?

"Let him in."

Adam's apple rolled. It seems that Hee Tianqi is already exhausted.

"Yes, Master him."

The guard dared not say more. He quickly retrieved the command baton and headed to the guardroom.

No one stopped him, Ye Fengsheng slowly walked to Hee Tianqi's side, looked at him for a while, and said: "Didn't expect to see you again."

Upon hearing this, Hee Tianqi twisted his neck inch by inch, his eyes fixed on Ye Fengsheng's innocent face. After a long silence, he said, "I thought I'd never see you again."

After a pause, he continued: "I thought I would die."

Ye Feng followed up: "You didn't die, you're even better than I expected."

"I've wanted to see you again since I was born, wanted to see what you'd say when you see me, if there'd be a trace of regret."

Ye Fengsheng and Hee Tianqi couldn't speak so vaguely.

Hee Tianqi wanted to see him again. He wanted to see the regret left by Ye Fengsheng under the immense pressure from his family. However, Ye Fengsheng knew that this person could live after that kick. Yet a monk really didn't need to give a common person two hands. Too cheap, he couldn't survive.

There's also a man sitting in a wheelchair, his face full of emotion. I'm afraid the grass on the grave is three feet high.

Without receiving Hee Tianqi's words, Ye Fengsheng said: "You should know what I'm here for today."

Nodding slightly, Hee Tianqi knew but did not answer.

Ye Fengsheng continued: "Take me to meet Hee Yuanbo."

Hee Tianqi looked at him, didn't agree, but didn't refuse either. He pushed the wheelchair past a plant, reaching out to pat his numb legs, and asked: "Can I stand up again?"

Ye Feng was expressionless: "No way."

"What if you die?"

"I would."

"Are you willing to trade your life for my legs?"

"Yes, but you can't."

"Can the True Purple Cloud Fairy do it?"

"Him?"

Ye Fengsheng's face showed a strange emotion. He finally understood why Tian Qi suddenly gained a fearless confidence before him. It turns out his confidence didn't come from bluffing about the True Purple Cloud Fairy.

However, Tian Qi misjudged the expression on Ye Fengsheng's face. He waved to Ye Fengsheng: "I won't mind the past matters between us. If you connect me and my brother's legs, his family won't hate you anymore. If you want, I can be your friend."

In the quaint hall, many people were sitting. The first in the center was in a Taoist robe. Because of people's praise, they happily understood the True Purple Cloud Fairy.

The Hee Family ancestor Hee Yuanbo, that evening discussed conditions with Ye Fengsheng, respectfully yet turned against Ye Fengsheng.

It seems the reason the True Purple Cloud Fairy came is his face turned red. Although he's someone who walked half-foot into the coffin, his spirit was very good. He smiled as he greeted guests, even taking time to praise the True Purple Cloud Fairy beside him. The True Purple Cloud Fairy seemed like his ancestor, his words full of praise.

There was still a bit of past self-restraint, lofty, the air of overlooking all beings.

Since Hee Tianqi and Hee Taining became paralyzed due to family expectations, he had not been happy for a long time.

Sitting in the lower right corner, Hee Mingtang also smiled. Crow's feet around his eyes were filled with laughter, making it hard to catch him.

Both children's heirs were paralyzed. Even if they were healed, they would certainly remain incomplete in the future. Then, naturally, they inherited the family business and bore heavy burdens. Currently, the Immortal Ziyun has promised to stay as a guest at home. Isn't taking over the family business by Ziyun going smoothly? How could one fear someone as lawless as Ye Fengsheng?