The one arguing with little tyrant downstairs was precisely the Ye Residence's teacher, Zhang Wude. He originally disdained to watch these plays that reflected the lives of local ruffians, but this play was really popular, and he had to hear people talking about it every day. Thus, he took some time out to watch it, but who knew that he would meet little tyrant here.
While arguing, just as Zhang Wude was about to suffer, a roar came from above, and a green-clothed young man descended from the sky.
Ye Kong could no longer care about the stairs, and directly jumped out from the window. His figure elegantly spun in mid-air, dispersing the force. Then, he lifted his sleeves, wanting to teach the two bailiffs a lesson. Who knew that the two bailiffs ran quickly, and had long hidden behind little tyrant.
Many of the spectators recognized Ye Kong, and they all muttered. "There's going to be a good show to watch now. Those two bailiffs are going to be in for a bad time."
Another said. "No wonder the old man is so stubborn, he's the eighth young master's master."
Another said. "Let's spread out a bit. The eighth young master is famous for beating people up."
"Who's going to throw my teacher out?" Ye Kong did not care about those discussions, and coldly snorted at little tyrant. Actually, people in Cang Nan continent usually called someone mister, but Ye Kong could not do it. The term "my mister" was simply too perverted.
Little tyrant frowned. "Who are you?"
Ye Kong did not answer, and instead asked. "And who are you?"
"Who am I?" Little tyrant snorted. He was very arrogant. He was arrogant in the capital, but in this small place, he could only be even more arrogant. He pointed his nose at Ye Kong and said, "Who am I? The bailiffs have already said it earlier, and we don't have the habit of repeating ourselves."
Little tyrant was indeed arrogant, but arrogance was something that could only be more arrogant, and never the most arrogant.
"Since you won't say your name, then let's do it." Ye Kong was arrogant to the point that he did not even need to ask for the other party's name, and was already prepared to beat him up.
"Wait!" Little tyrant looked at Ye Kong who was walking over aggressively, and suddenly thought of a person.
Usually, these kind of people who did not have any real martial arts would be the first to admit defeat when they encountered trouble.
Although little tyrant was arrogant, when he saw that the other party actually wanted to start a fight without even asking anything, he lost confidence in his heart. He took two steps back and turned his head to look at the two yamen runners. The yamen runner hurried over and whispered, "He is the God of Plagues, the eighth young master of the Ye family."
Little tyrant's expression stiffened, as he immediately recalled his father's instructions. "Son, you can provoke anyone in the southern city, but don't ever provoke a single person. That person is … the God of Plague, the eighth young master of the Ye family!"
When little tyrant heard that this was the God of Plagues, he felt a little diffident in his heart. It had not been long since he came to the Southern City, and he had heard quite a bit about this God of Plagues. Adding his father's warning, he could not help but become cautious.
Although little tyrant had a guilty conscience, he could not lose his face. He had learned a thing or two from his slippery father, so he said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "I am Hu Caigan, the son of the City Governor, Hu Shouren. Are you Ye Kong?"
Ye Kong sneered. 'Brat, didn't you just say that you don't have the habit of repeating yourself? Aren't you very arrogant? Come on!'
"So it's Hu Caigan, Hu Caigan. Good name, talented." What was confusing was, Ye Kong actually went against his usual style and smiled. He asked. "Brother, how is your father?"
Hu Caigan was startled. He did not understand why this brat suddenly smiled, and even asked about his father.
"My father … is well." Hu Caigan inwardly thought. 'This brat isn't that amazing after all? He's already addressing me as brother. Could it be that he knows my identity, and wants to curry favor with me? '
Ye Kong then said. "Fuck, how is your mother?"
"That's good too." Hu Caigan answered without even thinking.
However, a mocking laughter rang out from behind him, causing him to regain his senses. This brat was clearly saying "Fuck your mother?", and he actually stupidly replied that it was good too.
"Ye Kong! Don't go too far! "Hu Caigan was enraged. This brat was too despicable. He actually asked about his mother the moment he opened his mouth.
"So what if I'm bullying you!" Ye Kong originally did not want to provoke the newly arrived city guard. After all, that fellow was quite tactful. However, this brat was too much. He actually dared to bully his most respected teacher in public. He then said, "This place is under my protection. You can only watch if I let you watch. If I don't let you watch, you'll have to scram!"
This is too much. He's embarrassing me in front of everyone! Hu Caigan had never met such an arrogant person in the capital. However, he naturally had his reasons for being arrogant. He softened a little when Ye Kong was being unreasonable.
"This lousy show! There are plenty of such shows in Andu. I don't want to watch! "Hu Caigan said and wanted to slip away. Leaving when he couldn't win was always his style.
"I'm not done yet!" Ye Kong waved his hand. The Longhu Gang's subordinates immediately rushed out and surrounded Hu Caigan and the two bailiffs.
"What?" Hu Caigan shouted guiltily.
Ye Kong laughed. "Did I say I won't let you watch?"
"But I don't want to watch anymore!"
"That won't do. If I let you watch, you have to watch! Wherever I tell you to sit, you have to sit! Now, please sit in the last row. " With that, Ye Kong waved his hand to signal his subordinates to disperse. He then said, "Of course, you can leave now. However … I won't be responsible for the consequences."
How hateful! He actually admitted defeat. He couldn't even leave. Instead, he forced me to watch the show. Don't tell me I don't even have basic personal freedom? Hu Caigan was thoroughly embarrassed. He immediately wanted to leave without a care for anything else. However, he was dragged by the two bailiffs. "Stay in the yamen and watch. If you leave now, you'll be crippled even if you don't die!"
"You win!" Hu Caigan weighed the pros and cons. Ignoring the ear-piercing laughter around him, he stormed to the last row.
I'm already being polite by not beating you up. You bullied my teacher. You don't know how to respect your teacher!
Ye Kong watched him walk to the back row, then pulled Zhang Wude to the door upstairs. Finally, he said, "Brat, pass a message to your father. Tell him to buy more pig's brains for you to nourish your brain. Humph, bullying others and dominating the stage. Don't you know whose territory this is? "
Leaving Hu Caigan fuming alone with a green face, Ye Kong brought Zhang Wude upstairs to watch the show. However, no one dared to sit on the empty stage.
"Ye Kong, why did you show up? You've offended Official Hu again." Zhang Wude grumbled.
"Sir, you have to be more ruthless than this kind of bully. If you soften, he'll bully you even more. It's useless to reason with them. You can only show them what you're made of."
Zhang Wude shook his head and walked up the stairs. "You're using evil to fight evil. Violence to quell violence."
Ye Kong said, "Sir, you've hit the nail on the head. Should we use love to influence these kinds of bullies? They'll only restrain themselves if you're more evil than them. I've heard that warriors have a spirit of unsheathing their sword. When facing an opponent, you have to take the initiative to unsheathe your sword. Let them know how sharp it is and retreat. "
"Spirit of unsheathing your sword?" Zhang Wude stopped in his tracks. He nodded silently and continued walking up.
This was just a small interlude. The Longhu Brotherhood soon began. The audience both upstairs and downstairs temporarily forgot about the confrontation just now and focused on watching the show.
However, there was one person who was an exception, and that was Ye Kong. What had he not seen on Earth? This kind of humming, squeaky, squeaky drama was what he hated the most.
The plot was slow and a single line took a long time to sing. Ye Kong's head hurt listening to it. However, this was suitable for people from Cang Nan Continent. If Ye Kong was asked to rehearse it, most people would find it too fast.
Just as he was bored to death, he saw Feng Siniang, who was sitting at the next table, suddenly stand up and walk out. Not long after, she walked back in and quietly whispered into Ye Kong's ear, "Eighth young master, someone is looking for you outside."
Feng Siniang's mouth was very close to him. Ye Kong could clearly feel her breath like orchids. That warm breath of hers was almost touching his cheek. Ye Kong felt his heart sway, but his face did not show it. He followed Feng Siniang out.
Lu Qin and Little Red were busy watching the show. Zhang Wude and the Lu brothers didn't notice. Coincidentally, Ye Kong also sneaked out.
Ye Kong didn't know who was looking for him, but he guessed that it was most likely Feng Siniang. Looking at the enchanting Feng Siniang in front of him, he couldn't help but praise her in his heart. On Earth, he liked mature and beautiful women, but he had never met such a good one. Coming to Cang Nan Continent this time could be considered as fulfilling one of his wishes.
At this time, Ancestor Acheron's voice sounded out in his mind, "I thought it was a good show. It's so boring. Hurry up and find me a girl."
Actually, calling Ye Kong out was Feng Siniang's own idea. But because of her face, it wasn't that she was embarrassed to take the initiative. She was afraid that if she took the initiative and Ye Kong rejected her, then that would be too embarrassing.
Although she was a prostitute and had many pasts, ever since she became a boss, she didn't receive any customers. In the past few years, she didn't feel that she needed it. Those men who wanted her once were all rejected by her, no matter how much money they offered.
After doing a line of work, a prostitute felt a bit annoyed. She wouldn't take the initiative to need it. But when she met Ye Kong, she discovered that she couldn't bear it anymore. Her withered heart was stirred again. She could tell from the time she grabbed Ye Kong's crotch during the chaos. Afterwards, she took the initiative to help him clean up. Every night, Feng Siniang would think of that scene, thinking about it so much that she couldn't sleep.
But that heartless brat actually didn't appear for half a year. Today, she received news that Ye Kong was coming, so she specially dressed up. But she didn't think that he would bring two young and beautiful women with him.
However, Feng Siniang was not discouraged. This old lady's old age also had its charms. Many men liked older sisters who were older than them.
Of course, she wasn't much older than Ye Kong. If Ye Kong wasn't a transmigrator, he wouldn't have such thoughts. The key was that before Ye Kong transmigrated, he was already 28 years old. Adding on these three years, his mental age was 30, so he didn't feel that Feng Siniang was older than him at all.
"Feng Siniang, who's looking for me?" Ye Kong followed Feng Siniang to a room.
He was always calm and collected when talking to people. Even a beautiful woman wouldn't cause him to lose his composure. This was also one of the reasons why Feng Siniang's heart was moved. Prostitutes hated those kinds of impatient men with lustful eyes. However, this also made Feng Siniang's heart uncertain. Was he really willing to do it with her? This was a very serious question.
Actually, pretending to be serious was not a good thing. Generally speaking, it was harming others without benefiting oneself. After damaging Feng Siniang's brain cells, Ye Kong was also muttering to himself. Would this Feng Siniang be willing to let him do it? After all, they weren't familiar with each other. Although they had some contact last time, she might not be willing this time.
Ye Kong didn't know the other's thoughts. Feng Siniang also didn't dare to take the initiative to throw herself into his arms. She sighed in her heart and pushed open the door. She still had a beautiful smile on her face as she said, "Eighth young master, the person looking for you is waiting inside."
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