Chapter 191
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Ye Leng smiled disdainfully and ignored Director Ye. His piercingly cold eyes stared straight at Wu Zhong, sending chills down one's spine.
Chairman Ye's words gave Wu Zhong a feeling of sudden enlightenment.
Why had he not realized that Yi Ling was the Third Prince of Flowing Gold Country, Ye Ling? No wonder he has a grudge against the Imperial Family. Even though he had been forced to leave his home as a hostage for a few years, he would still harbor hatred towards the people who had abandoned him.
"Unfilial son, kneel at once!" Director Ye saw that Ye Ling did not respond and his tone became even more serious as he coldly ordered.
"Kneel? I'm afraid he can't bear it. "
Ye Ling's handsome face lit up with mockery as he slowly asked, "Am I right, Steward Wu Zhong?"
"Hehe," Wu Zhong laughed dryly, "Deputy Pavilion Leader is right. Even if I were given the courage of the heavens, I would never dare to ask the Deputy Pavilion Leader to kneel before me. I would never do something so disrespectful."
Despite his dissatisfaction towards Ye Ling, Wu Zhong did not dare to refute him under such circumstances! Hence, he had no choice but to acknowledge Ye Ling's identity.
However, his words were like a sudden clap of thunder that exploded in the crowd.
Director Ye rose to his feet and stared fixedly at Wu Zhong's smiling face. His tightly clenched fists trembled as he asked, "What did you just call Ye Ling? Deputy Pavilion Leader? "
"That's right." Wu Zhong's eyes darkened as he replied with a faint smile, "He's the Pavilion Leader of Windfall Pavilion."
Thump!
Chairman Ye staggered and fell heavily into his seat. His face was pale, and his heart was trembling violently. He was in a daze, and he was unable to recover from this reality.
Ye Ling is the Steward of Windfall Pavilion?
It was laughable that he had given up a ready-made Deputy Pavilion Leader to befriend a steward.
How could he have known that the Deputy Pavilion Leader of Windfall Pavilion was his own son! After all, how could he not know how powerful this kid is? No matter how talented he was, he could not possibly order a High Spiritualist around!
Yi Bufan stared blankly at this nephew that he hadn't seen for a few years. He suddenly realized that he could no longer see through his nephew. However, if his sister's spirit in heaven saw the changes in him, she would definitely feel extremely gratified.
"Did you just say that Empress Rong told you that I love you? And you, actually believed it? " Yun Luofeng slowly walked towards Wu Zhong, the corners of her lips curled into a smile. Her pitch-black eyes were incomparably deep, making it impossible for anyone to see through her gaze.
When she arrived in front of Wu Zhong, the young girl stopped and raised her eyebrows slightly. "I don't know where you get your confidence from to think that I would love someone like you who is already half a foot in the grave?"
Wu Zhong's face sank. He feared Ye Ling because Ye Ling was the Deputy Pavilion Leader of the Windfall Pavilion. Even if this young woman had curried favor with the Deputy Pavilion Leader, it was impossible for her to shake his position in the Windfall Pavilion!
Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, "On the mainland, as long as a man has money and power, there will be countless beautiful women throwing themselves at him! So, of course I have this confidence! "
"Is that so?" Yun Luofeng laughed evilly. "If your power was given to you by the Windfall Pavilion, then the Windfall Pavilion can strip you of your power right now. If you're so confident because you're a High Spiritualist, I can cripple your dantian! Remember, I, Yun Luofeng, will never accept betrayal! "
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