Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1192: Storms and Turmoil

"Be careful, young man."

The white-haired old man sitting on the right squinted his eyes and watched Ye Fengsheng with interest. He thought he also admired a newborn calf who fears no tiger. Therefore, he said, "I don't care about you, but I can't be so reckless."

He maintained a calm demeanor, offering no assistance to either side. He was accustomed to big waves and strong winds. The people around were curious and somewhat afraid of Ye Fengsheng. But in the end, he settled down, indifferent. He simply took a new teacup to replace the broken one and drank by himself.

Ye Fengsheng glanced at him and said, "If you don't tell me, you'll steal. If you don't tell me, you'll steal. I told you from the beginning, which family can't become a great family? If you don't understand the truth of daring to do such a thing in a century-old legacy, it's enough for a counterattack. Now you're trying to swallow what belongs to me, yet if given to someone to eat, how can you deny it?"

Hee Yuanbo was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know what Mr. Ye has said."

He was betting on the information he had on Ye Fengsheng. Stealing someone else's merits could be a big or small matter. He relied on his own identity and connections to pass the merits to his grandson. It was perfectly accomplished. Even those from the Eagle Clan couldn't say a word. So if Ye Fengsheng didn't know, everything was complete.

But he didn't know where the leak came from. How did Ye Fengsheng, missing for more than three months, suddenly return? He rushed to the door, publicly proclaiming himself a thief. If he didn't know he couldn't do anything to Ye Fengsheng, then he was guilty.

, he even wanted to call someone to kill him! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Ye Fengsheng spat out three words: "Hee Ziming."

In his heart, he thought, "I'll let Ziming deal with you." If something's wrong, Ye Fengsheng will explain it to you today."

Ye Fengsheng raised his eyebrows, looking at him: "Do you take me for a fool? Hee Ziming is part of your family. Regardless of what he wants to say, he doesn't want to listen to you."

"How about you?"

When he gazed into the distance at him, unafraid of mistakes: "When you arrived, Ye Fengsheng wanted to kill me. Today, he brought this accusation here. He said he stole from you, Ye Fengsheng. It's hard not to succeed because Ye Fengsheng has a lot of power and capability. My family has no principles, no bottom line.

"What is the principle of law?" Where is justice? When you can summon wind and rain, you can disdain the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

Hee Yuanbo's words were nothing but empty words. In the excited hall, some people very much disliked Ye Fengsheng, but more were awed and terrified by his original words, "destroy the entire family."

Ziyun Immortal, who hadn't dared to sit all along, breathed a sigh of relief hearing these words. As long as she didn't come looking for her, everything was open for discussion.

Ye Feng slightly frowned. He thought for a while, then sighed, embracing three kinds of helplessness: "The old who don't die are thieves." It's really too tiring to reason with those old things who call black white, nor can you replace them. Quickly get this merit back."

Having said that, Ye Feng walked towards Hee Yuanbo, who screamed hysterically, his eyes red.

"Young man, if you have anything to say, say it slower, then you can roam the world. Doing anything without reason is difficult. If you've come asking about statements, you might as well tell Old Hee the whole story. If you're just here to kill, then you can't do what you want today."

The white-haired old man slowly put down the teacup, looking at Ye Fengsheng's profile.

"Who are you? Why do you care about my affairs?"

In the end, Ye Fengsheng didn't notice him. He continually said, "I, Ye Fengsheng, am rooted in heaven and earth, doing business in the world. Why should I care about your opinion? If possible, stop me."

If the shouting match between Ye Fengsheng and Hee Yuanbo had already shocked them, at this moment, the words exchanged between Ye Fengsheng and the old man made their hearts skip a beat.

This is the Great District Commander! Today, Hee Yuanbo invited me to attend the ceremony as a witness.

Hee Yuanbo, unlike Hee Yuanbo, who had no practical authority to sell his own face, held the real power of the Southern Brigade! In short, it's said that cutting someone to pieces is exactly cutting someone to pieces. There are not many soldiers who heed orders and follow commands!

"Haha."

He looked at Ye Fengsheng with interest. The white-haired old man just laughed and didn't care. He waved at the middle-aged man standing in the courtyard with closed eyes.

Immediately, as if a strong wind blew past them, everyone felt a cold face, followed by a man with short hair wearing a dark blue cloth shirt, who stopped in front of Ye Fengsheng.

"Retreat, or die."

"If you don't do bad things, don't fear the ghosts knocking at the door."

Ye Fengsheng's words were still cold: "When you can create such a bad time, I, Ye Fengsheng, can tear the veil from off you and expose your bad times under the blue sky."

Hee Yuanbo said again, "What about my family's century-old foundation? How dare you touch it?"

"Why not?"

Ye Fengsheng's fingertips were full of spiritual energy. Then, Hee Yuanbo was dragged into the air by an invisible aura around his neck.

Suffocation wasn't the reason Hee Yuanbo was really afraid. What he feared was that Ye Fengsheng's hand had been put down at this moment, yet he was inexplicably drawn into the air by this invisible force.

As he casually kicked his feet, his eyes lifted slightly. He desperately wanted to break free from the invisible hand clutching his neck, but he couldn't even perform this simple task because he was old. He was about to run out of breath.

"Young man, let go of Old Hee. He owes you justice. I will repay it."

The white-haired old man could no longer sit still. He stood up and, looking at Ye Fengsheng, said, "If you kill Old Wang, there will be big trouble. I know you're proficient in everything, but you can't disregard law and discipline. The old man has faults. You can't kill him. Better to let him live."

Ye Fengsheng gave him a cold glance and said, "You thought I came for this?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Is it?"

Even if I don't want anything, I won't say it to him. He can't take it. If he dares to take it, he'll pay for it. I found out he came here intending to mention it with grandeur and place the blame on me. Only this can make him guilty."

"You have no law enforcement department,"

"You have neither the qualification nor the right to decide a person's life or death!" the white-haired old man shouted

"Now! Let him go!"

Ye Feng looked at the old man with an idiotic expression and asked, "Which eye saw me kill him?"

The old man was dumbfounded and couldn't speak for a moment.

Everyone knew that Ye Fengsheng was responsible for the whole story. Saying he was killed by Ye Fengsheng was clearly unrealistic. Ye Fengsheng hadn't touched him for a while, not even the corner of his garment. In this situation, even if they testified, without evidence, there's no way they could succeed.

Seeing that Hee Yuanbo was just out of breath, the white-haired old man said worriedly: "How can you bear to live through the old man's life? He made a tremendous contribution to the country! If you kill him, you will never have a good end!"

"Is he the only valuable person in the world?"

Ye Fengsheng asked again, "If you're meritorious, can you plead guilty? Then I'll kill him and level the entire family. How many credits do you need?"

"You!"

He was an old man accustomed to storms and liked others. At this moment, Ye Fengsheng's incomprehensible logic choked him. After a while, he bit his teeth and said, "Fine! You want Lieutenant Hee Ziming's title! I'll return it to you!"