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Chapter 53

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"Second Grandpa, please calm down. It's my fault for not being good enough. It's not Young Master Lin's fault." Lin Xiao said as he covered his wound. He then turned to Ye Wuchen and said with a bitter smile, "Ye Gongzi is really good. I admit my defeat. It seems like I was a frog in a well."

"Quick, take Xiao Er to get treated!" Lin Kuang yelled.

"Hehe, don't worry, Elder Lin. My Chen'Er has already shown mercy. It's just a small wound. If Chen'Er had slashed his neck, it wouldn't be too late for you to make a fuss. "Ye Nu said with a comforting expression.

Lin Kuang's facial muscles twitched. He sat down heavily and snorted coldly. Ye Nu felt very comfortable looking at him.

After Lin Xiao went down, a Light Magician sitting behind Long Yin also left in a hurry to treat Lin Xiao.

Don't hit someone in the face, let alone slashing his face. This was no different from giving the Lin family a hard slap in the face in front of so many influential people.

Everyone stared at Ye Wuchen in a daze. After today, who would dare to say that the Ye Family Prince was a sickly young master?

"You bastard!!"

A loud roar reverberated throughout the arena. Following this roar, a sturdy figure leapt high into the air, reaching a height of nearly ten meters. Then, he landed heavily on the arena. As he landed, Ye Wuchen could faintly feel the entire stage tremble.

"Ah … Father!" Hua Shuirou exclaimed. However, her voice was too soft. Hua Zhentian, who had already jumped onto the stage, couldn't hear her.

"So it's Elder Hua. What can I do for you?" Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

Other than Hua Zhentian, there was no one else who dared to be so presumptuous in the presence of the Emperor. Long Yin wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. However, he didn't show any signs of anger either. Obviously, he was already used to Hua Zhentian's temperament.

"Teach my ass! How dare you injure my future son-in-law's face! I'll teach you a lesson today! "Hua Zhentian raised his eyebrows and his eyes were about to spit fire. He cherished his daughter as much as his life, and naturally, he was extremely protective of his daughter's future husband. He could only watch helplessly as his husband was slashed, and it was a wound on his face. He tried his best to hold it in for a long time, and finally, he could not hold it in anymore and jumped out.

Along with his anger, a violent aura was released, pressing down on Ye Wuchen's chest, making him feel as if a boulder was pressing down on him. He was shocked in his heart … This Hua Family's Patriarch actually had the strength of a Spirit Level.

His grandson, who had just shone brilliantly and made him feel elated, was poked in the nose and scolded. If Ye Nu could still hold it in, then he wouldn't be Ye Nu. He stood up with a 'swoosh' and pointed at Hua Zhentian as he roared, "Hua Zhentian, it's the Lin family's lad's skill that is inferior. What does that have to do with my family's Chen'Er? Don't be unreasonable and make a joke of yourself."

Hua Zhentian turned around abruptly and roared with his voice that was three times louder than thunder, "Old man Ye, I only saw him injure my future son-in-law's face. What do you want my precious daughter to do in the future?! Even if this lad is your grandson, I'll find trouble with him today. "

Hua Zhentian dared to scold anyone once his fiery temper flared up. He even scolded the Emperor, let alone Ye Nu.

"Even if your future son-in-law dies, what does that have to do with me? If you dare to injure even a strand of Chen'Er's hair, I'll burn down your Hua family tomorrow!"

"Pfft! I'll smash him until even his own mother can't recognize him. If you don't burn down my Hua family tomorrow, then you're a bastard! "

"Do you think I don't dare to? When I was fighting on the battlefield, who knows where you were suckling milk! "

"What's the use of fighting on the battlefield? I can blast your Yeh family upside down with a Sky Tremor Thunder!"

The two of them blew their beards and glared at each other. They lost all their poise and could not wait to fight. Long Yin shook his head and smiled bitterly. He did not reply. Lin Yan kept his mouth shut but he was secretly happy. Of course, he wished that the Yeh family and the Hua family would fall out as badly as possible.

Hua Shuirou's hands were tightly clenched together. He was so nervous that his tears were about to burst out. If her current pitiful appearance was seen by some young masters, they would be so shocked and heartbroken that they would not be able to distinguish between north and south.

"Alright, stop fighting!" Ye Wuchen shouted impatiently.

As expected, his voice diverted Hua Zhentian's attention. He rubbed his hands together and said fiercely, "After you're done scolding the old, you're going to teach the young a lesson. I'll teach you a lesson today."

"Wait a minute, Senior Hua. Why don't you listen to what I have to say first?"

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Ye Wuchen smiled faintly. He suddenly crouched down and used the broken sword in his hand to cut open the ground. Then, his body moved quickly. In a few breaths' time, he had drawn a circle that was five meters in diameter on the ground. When Ye Wuchen returned to his previous position, the circle happened to surround him and Hua Zhentian.

"It's my fault to hurt your future son-in-law. However, your Hua Family and my Yeh family are both serving Tenryū Province. We're both pillars of the country. How can we hurt the harmony because of this? To avoid hurting the harmony between our two families, I'd like to have a battle of words with you. Whoever steps out of the circle first loses. What do you think, Senior? "

"Nonsense. I'm here to teach you a lesson today. If you step out of the circle, I won't fight you! Don't treat me like a fool! "Hua Zhentian roared angrily.

"Senior Hua, are you afraid?"

"Bullsh * t!"

"If I lose, I'll let you punish me. How about this? Senior Hua … Do you dare? "

"Heh … You said it. Why wouldn't I dare?"

"Then, do you dare to have another bet with me, Senior Hua?"

"What kind of bet?"

"Whoever steps out of the circle first loses. The winner must agree to the loser's three conditions. Do you dare, Senior Hua? "Ye Wuchen's words were clear but extremely fast.

"Alright! Why wouldn't I dare? Since you're so eager to die, I'll fulfill your wish, "Hua Zhentian agreed without hesitation. He raised his fists and was about to pounce on Ye Wuchen. His martial skills and cultivation base were mainly based on cloning. After he channeled his Qi, it was as if his entire body was covered with a layer of iron wall. He was confident that even if he stood still, Ye Wuchen would not be able to push him back.

"Alright, then let's begin. Be careful, Senior Hua." Ye Wuchen's lips curled into a smile as if his scheme had succeeded.

Some of the people present finally reacted, but they didn't have time to shout. However, before they could shout, Ye Wuchen had already leaped out of the circle.

Hua Zhentian was startled. He then pointed at Ye Wuchen and laughed arrogantly, "So, you're just a weakling. Now that you've lost, hurry up and … "

"I've lost. Senior Hua, please honor our bet and agree to my three conditions," Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

Hua Zhentian glared and almost went berserk, "Are you out of your mind? I'm the one who won. You should agree to my three conditions!"

"Looks like Senior Hua misheard me. What I said was — the winner must agree to the loser's three conditions. The winner is Senior Hua. I'm the one who lost, "Ye Wuchen said with an easygoing smile. He looked innocent.

Hua Zhentian's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide. He suddenly turned his head to look at the audience.

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