Chapter 4331
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He remained silent for some time.
He then pursed his lips tightly. "Anyway … sooner or later you will find out, I don't intend to hide it from you."
Ren Jianming patted Ye Qing Luo's hand.
Ye Qing Luo moved her hand away.
He tidied up his messy robe which was stained with blood. That face which was full of scars and dirt looked grave.
He was about to open his mouth …
Suddenly, a basin of water poured down from above.
Ye Qing Luo's reaction was swift as she raised both her hands and pushed Ren Jianming.
She followed suit and evaded it.
But that basin of water, was still mostly poured onto Ren Jianming.
The smell of the water carried a nauseating stench.
It mixed with the blood on Ren Jianming's body.
"Aiyo, sorry Second Young Master, we didn't do it on purpose."
Two heads popped out from the second floor window.
They looked like seventeen to eighteen year old youngsters.
One of them was carrying a wooden bucket.
Looking at the disheveled Ren Jianming, they laughed loudly.
The verbal apology didn't sound sincere at all.
Instead it seemed to be mocking something.
Ren Jianming raised his head as his eyes stared at the two of them.
The two of them laughed arrogantly. "Second Young Master is angry? If you're angry … then come and hit us … hit us to vent your anger. "
As the two of them spoke, they suddenly threw the wooden buckets onto Ren Jianming.
Following that, they leapt down from above.
The wooden buckets landed.
Ren Jianming clenched his fists as he punched the two wooden buckets.
But the wooden buckets crashed heavily onto Ren Jianming.
Causing Ren Jianming to fall onto the ground in a disheveled state.
"Hahaha …. look at you now, like a drowning dog."
"Second Young Master, how can you be in such a disheveled state? Quickly stand up, just like in the past, if you're unhappy you'll take action on us ….. "
The two of them laughed so hard that they couldn't stand straight, their faces filled with ridicule.
Ren Jianming fell onto the ground, his entire body tensed up.
That tightly clenched fist, all the veins popped out.
He didn't say a word.
The two of them laughed till there was no meaning in it.
They strode towards Ren Jianming.
Raising their feet, they kicked towards Ren Jianming …..
"Wait."
The girl's clear and cold voice revealed an irresistible sense of oppression.
A fiery red figure was already standing in front of Ren Jianming.
It also blocked the actions of the two youths.
After the two youths saw who it was, the arrogance on their faces retracted slightly. "Isn't this the first young miss of the Gu clan? I've heard that the First Young Miss of the Gu Estate has always been pestered by Second Young Master Ren, wishing that she could kick him out of the Gu Estate. Why is she … pleading for Second Young Master Ren now? "
"Hahaha, could it be that … after being pestered by Second Young Master Ren, Eldest Young Mistress has fallen for him?"
The tone of the two men was extremely vulgar.
The gaze he shot towards Ye Qing Luo was filled with a sense of lasciviousness.
Ye Qing Luo's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Who are you?"
Her tone was very calm.
But if one looked closely.
One could see that in the depths of the girl's half-squinted eyes, there was an extremely faint … chill.
The two youths exchanged glances and looked at Ren Jianming who was lying on the ground behind Ye Qing Luo.
They had no intention to conceal their identities. "I'm Zhao family's third son, Zhao Quan, once …. I can be considered as Second Young Master Ren's follower."
"I'm Li family's fourth son, Li Zhongtian, and Second Young Master Ren's follower in the past."
Zhao and Li family?
Ye Qing Luo recalled that the Zhao and Li family's representatives had gone over to the Gu Estate, insisting that she give an explanation for that day when Princess Xia Zhu's battle pet Xiong Batian had crushed the Zhao and Li cultivators to death.
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