"Young Master Xuan, I …" We were wrong, we had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, and offended you. Here, we represent the Feng Clan to apologize to you, I hope that Young Master Xuan will be magnanimous and not bother with us! "
Feeling Ye Xuan's ice-cold gaze, Feng Tian Cheng's knees went soft. He immediately knelt down towards Ye Xuan as respectful and trembling words came out of his mouth.
Even the Evil God had knelt down, could they still hold on and become enemies with Ye Xuan?
"Is that so?"
Ye Xuan's face was expressionless as he coldly stared at Feng Zhenye.
"Yes sir!"
Although Feng Zhenye's heart was filled with unwillingness, he could only grit his teeth and kneel down towards Ye Xuan to admit his wrongs.
"What do you say about Feng Wuji's death?"
Ye Xuan coldly said.
"Young Master Xuan, I did not teach my son well. Feng Wuji offended you, so he deserved to die!"
Feng Zhenye clenched his fists so hard that his fingernails were embedded into his flesh. Calm words came out of his mouth.
This fellow was so scheming and had such strong forbearance!
The one who died was his son, but he was able to say such words. He was definitely a ruthless character, causing Ye Xuan's eyes to narrow.
He took a deep breath, and a calm voice came out of his mouth: "What a good crime!" Since he offended me first, shouldn't you apologize to me on his behalf and compensate me? After all, if it wasn't for him, so many things wouldn't have happened! "
Hearing Ye Xuan's overbearing words, Feng Zhenye tightly clenched his fists and bit his lips. A calm voice came out of his mouth, "Young Master Xuan is right! I did not teach my son well, so all the responsibility lies with me. Please forgive me, Young Master Xuan! "
"In addition, there is 20 million in this card. It can be considered a little compensation to Young Master Xuan. I hope Young Master Xuan will accept it!"
As he spoke, Feng Zhenye took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over to Ye Xuan as he respectfully spoke.
"Twenty million? Do you think I'm a beggar? "
Hearing Feng Zhenye's words, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sneer as he fiercely waved the Absolute Soul Saber in his hand!
"Swish …"
The sound of a knife cutting through flesh rang out, and a fine line of blood gradually appeared on Feng Zhenye's neck …
"You … you … you actually … actually dare to kill me?"
He covered his neck with both hands as he looked at Ye Xuan in disbelief, and words filled with killing intent came out of his mouth.
Plop!
Just as he finished speaking, his eyes closed and he fell into a pool of blood, dead!
This guy actually killed Feng Zhenye in front of everyone!
Of course, it was inevitable that Ye Xuan would kill Feng Zhenye. He'd killed Feng Zhenye's son. Although this fellow had submitted, he'd sooner or later seek revenge on Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan might as well make the first move.
Eliminate future troubles!
"Zhen Ye!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Tian Cheng's expression changed drastically as he let out a painful cry …
However, Ye Xuan didn't even glance at the dead Feng Zhenye. Instead, he walked in front of Feng Tian City and looked at him.
"Young Master Xuan, this is a gift from our Feng Clan. There are 200 million inside, and it can be considered as our Feng Clan's compensation and goodwill for offending you. I hope that you can disregard the past and accept it!"
Feeling Ye Xuan's gaze and thinking of his identity, Feng Tian Cheng forcefully endured the pain in his heart and hid the extremely dense killing intent in his heart. He hurriedly took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over to Ye Xuan as he respectfully spoke.
"Since the Feng Clan's Patriarch is so understanding, the grudge between me and your Feng Clan will be written off! Of course, if any of you are thinking about me and want to kill me, feel free to come … But it's best if I don't catch you, or else your Feng Clan will be finished! "
"Scram!"
Ye Xuan put away the bank card, coldly glanced at Feng Tian Cheng, and spoke at a moderate pace.
"Yes, thank you, Young Master Xuan …"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Feng Tian Cheng hurriedly thanked him. He ordered his clansmen and subordinates to bring Feng Zhenye's corpse away as if they'd been pardoned …
"Young Master Xuan, I … We didn't … We didn't know that you had such a noble identity, and offended you. I hope that you will be magnanimous and not take it to heart! This... There are 200 million here, it can be considered a little compensation and goodwill from our team's Young Master Xuan, I hope that you will accept it! "
Seeing this, Qian YuanZhen hurriedly knelt down towards him, took out the bank card that he'd gathered to participate in the auction, and handed it over to Ye Xuan as respectful words came out of his mouth.
Currently, Ye Xuan's identity wasn't something they could afford to offend. Didn't they see that even someone like the Evil God had suffered a loss? Even Feng Zhenye had died?
He, Qian YuanZhen, still wanted to live a little longer!
"Hmm?"
Ye Xuan didn't take the bank card. Instead, his gaze fell onto Qian Mubai.
"Mubai, hurry up and kneel down and apologize to Young Master Xuan!"
Feeling Ye Xuan's gaze, Qian YuanZhen pulled Qian Mubai's palm and shouted at him.
"Young Master Xuan, so …" I'm sorry... "
Qian Mubai's expression was unwilling, but his legs still knelt down as hoarse words came out of his mouth.
"Cripple one of your arms and you can live!"
Ye Xuan's face was expressionless as he coldly spoke.
"Yes sir!"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words and feeling his ice-cold gaze, Qian Mubai could only fiercely grit his teeth, pick up his machete, and chop off his left arm …
"Ahh …"
As his left arm fell, a mournful scream came out of Qian Mubai's mouth.
"Young Master Xuan, have you calmed down now? Are you satisfied?"
Cold sweat broke out on Qian Mubai's forehead. His face became sinister from the pain as he held onto his severed arm and spoke in pain.
Ye Xuan didn't say anything. Instead, he turned around and his gaze fell onto the Black Mountain Daoist.
"Xuan …" Young Master Xuan!
"The Black Mountain Daoist cupped his fists towards Ye Xuan and respectfully spoke.
"Pah …"
"Pah …" Pah pah pah … "
Killing intent flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes. He grabbed the barbed whip in his hand and fiercely lashed it onto his body.
The whip lashed onto the Black Mountain Daoist's body, causing his skin to split and flesh to be lacerated, leaving behind bloody wounds that were so deep that bones could be seen …
However, he didn't dare to resist at all. He could only grit his teeth and silently endure it!
Only when Ye Xuan stopped did the Black Mountain Daoist raise his head and look at him. He spoke in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "Young Master Xuan, my Ancient Sword Sect will remember your kindness …"
"Scram!"
Ye Xuan threw the whip away, took the bank card from Qian YuanZhen, and coldly replied.
"Thank you, Young Master Xuan …" "Let's go …"
Only then did Qian YuanZhen let out a long sigh of relief. He hurriedly brought the one-armed Qian Mubai, the Black Mountain Daoist, and his subordinates away.
As the members of the Qian and Feng families left in a hurry, the originally crowded banquet hall became empty, leaving only the Ye family members standing there alone. Their gazes towards Ye Xuan were filled with complicated emotions.
The Ye family's old man blankly stared at the incomparably cold Ye Xuan as he spoke in a low voice, "Ah Xuan …"
"Shut up!"
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Xuan's cold voice.
"Ye Xuan, let me tell you, don't go too far. In the end, the blood that flows in your body is also the blood of my Ye Family. You actually dare to be so unreasonable to the old man. You are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors …"
Ye Jianxin pointed at Ye Xuan as he looked at him and angrily said.
"Pah …"
However, Ye Xuan directly slapped Ye Jianxin's face, interrupting his words.
"You … You dare to hit me? I... I am your uncle!
"Ye Jianxin was caught off guard by Ye Xuan's slap and angrily spoke.
"Uncle?"
Hearing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sneer. "Are you worthy?"
The instant Ye Xuan finished speaking, his right leg abruptly exerted force and kicked towards Ye Jianxin.
"Shua!"
Seeing this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Ye family's old man. His body moved, and his withered hand shot out like lightning to grab Ye Xuan's foot as he coldly spoke.
"Ah Xuan, we're all family!" "Don't go too far, or else others will laugh at you …"
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