C2 Ice Prison Third Floor

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Li Chengquan's face quickly swelled up into the color of pig liver. A trace of hatred appeared on his face, his fingers trembled slightly as he stared at Ye Dongfeng's face. He was so angry that his hands started to light up at a speed visible to 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, he walked in front of Uncle Hong without changing his expression and said coldly.

Hearing that, Li Chengquan's breath paused and the power in his hand immediately dissipated.

Li Chengquan clenched his teeth and 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 as he stared at Ye Dongfeng for a while. Then, he could only angrily leave.

Wait, did I let you go?

Ye Dongfeng's eyes turned cold.

Fourth Young Master, what else do you have to say? Li Chengquan Qiang held back his anger and said while clenching his teeth. At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed. Li Chengquan never thought that the usually submissive Fourth Young Master would have such a fierce counterattack. However, Li Chengquan did not dare to refute him.

Ye Dongfeng was right, even if master and servant were different, 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 has happened, I still want to settle the score with you. You want to make Uncle Hong suffer the humiliation under your crotch? Not bad, not bad. Uncle Hong, slap his face. Ye Dongfeng said coldly.

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

What kind of status did Li Chengquan have?

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

Although Uncle Hong was also a steward, Ye Canghai's household was very sparse. 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?

Uncle Hong hesitated.

Hong Tao, you old thing, how dare you!

Li Chengquan said with a stern expression.

The veins on Li Chengquan's forehead were popping up. He wanted to retaliate several times, but Ye Dongfeng was just a piece of trash and even if all five of them combined, they still wouldn't be his match. However, Li Chengquan could only swallow his anger at this moment.

Slap!

Uncle Hong gritted his teeth and slapped him.

He had to say it.

Awesome, so cool.

Uncle Hong was in a good mood. He had never felt so elated before.

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

He opened his hands, and the slaps were so loud that it sounded like 'but Li Chengquan still followed along with a few other evil slaves. They looked over at Li Chengquan. The complicated looks in their eyes made Li Chengquan go crazy.

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

However, it was a slap to his face. Li Chengquan's entire face was flushed red. Where was his previous arrogant appearance?

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 Dong Feng and his son, as though he wanted to take them to heart. However, Ye Dongfeng didn't care what Li Chengquan thought, or it could be said that he was too lazy to care.

Was Uncle Hong going to vent his anger?

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 Uncle Hong's words as he 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'll 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 could live a new life and not be able to protect his closest friends, then what martial arts would he, Ye Dongfeng, practice? What body should he train in? What questions would he ask?

It's all bullshit.

Good, good, good.

Uncle Hong stared at the boy that he grew up in.

In an instant, Uncle Hong burst into tears.

Ye Dongfeng comforted Uncle Hong a few times, then asked a few more questions about his father before letting Uncle Hong leave the Ice Prison. Uncle Hong was not a martial artist, so the second level of Ice Prison was extremely cold. Even a burly 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 was slightly relieved.

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, and what can you do to me, Ye Dongfeng?

Ye Dongfeng lowered his eyes as waves of shock rose up 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.

However, even though Ye Dongfeng had finally reached the summit of the Nine Prefectures, he was unable to change that.

Now, he had experienced a hundred lifetimes of rebirth, and his heart didn't change at all. He had finally returned to the beginning of all his regrets, so how could he let it go?

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. Ye Dongfeng would never allow those thousand years of unwillingness and regret 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 in a flurry, an old 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 didn't change, as if he had 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.

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