As soon as he said that!
Everyone on the first floor instinctively looked in the direction of the voice. They saw a young man in snow-white clothes walking over slowly from the second floor of the restaurant.
There were a few young men and women behind the young man. All of them were dressed in noble attire, and their brows were filled with arrogance.
When he saw the old man, the slovenly old man who was rubbing his feet paused for a moment before returning to normal.
"Sir, aren't you going overboard with that? “
The burly man looked at the young man in snow-white clothes unhappily, "Ye Wushuang destroyed the four imperial blood families. I think there must be a grudge between them. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to call him a demon?"
Many people nodded secretly. They were all ordinary people, and imperial blood families were too far away from them. When they heard about Ye Wushuang's deeds, they felt like a hero of the pugilistic world had beheaded a dog official.
Xue Yi glanced at the burly man expressionlessly. The burly man was sent flying and smashed many tables and chairs.
In an instant, everyone's expression changed.
Someone seemed to have thought of something and blurted out, "Y-You're a disciple of the Lanzhou Martial Spirit Mansion?!" “
"You're right!"
A lady stood out from behind the young man in snow-white clothes and said as if she was showing off, "We're disciples of the Martial Spirit Mansion. My senior brother's name is Yuan Ling, and he's an inner disciple of the Martial Spirit Mansion!"
The moment that was said, many people reacted. When they looked at the young man in snow-white clothes again, their eyes were filled with fear.
The Martial Spirit Mansion!
The Lanzhou Imperial Blood forces had once produced an Emperor's Throne powerhouse. Although their status in Lanzhou was not as high as the Deep Sea Royal Family, they were not far off.
Even Master Bao felt a chill run down his spine.
Yuan Ling ignored everyone's gazes and walked straight to the slovenly old man. As he walked, he said, "Ye Wushuang is now the public enemy of Lanzhou. How dare you mention him in front of me? You've ruined my mood."
"Sir, I know my mistake, I know my mistake …" The slovenly old man clearly realized the importance of the matter, so he bowed and apologized.
Slap …
Yuan Ling slapped him and sent the unkempt old man flying far away directly. Coincidentally, he landed before Ye Chen's table.
"Don't hit my grandpa!"
The little girl with the birthmark, Xiao Man, immediately walked over and helped the former up, then glared at Yuan Ling angrily.
No one at the scene dared to step forward to help. They were all trembling with fear and did not even dare to breathe loudly as they watched this scene.
"Get lost, ugly freak!"
Yuan Ling slapped Xiao Man in disgust.
Just as he was about to hit Xiao Man's face, a slender hand suddenly appeared from the side and accurately stopped him.
Ye Chen held her hand tightly and said while smiling lightly, "You're from a noble family after all. Now that you've lowered your status to bully an old woman and a child, don't you think it's beneath you?"
"May I know who you are?"
Yuan Ling looked enraged as he glared deadly at Ye Chen. "How dare you interfere with my business?"
"It doesn't matter who I am!"
Ye Chen said calmly, "However, you better not act rashly in front of me."
"Who do you think you are …"
Yuan Ling's face darkened. Just as he was about to attack, Hu Fei sneered and said, "A mere inner disciple of the Martial Spiritual Mansion dares to be so arrogant?"
The next moment!
Hu Fei slapped Yuan Ling and sent him flying, causing the entire hall to fall into dead silence again.
"Senior Brother!"
The young men and women immediately went over and helped him up. Then, they glared at Hu Fei with resentment, "Who are you?!"
Yuan Ling was already a beginner Martial King. To be able to send him flying with a single slap, Hu Fei's strength was definitely not low. Therefore, they asked for his identity.
Hu Fei smirked coldly, "I'm Hu Fei, a disciple of the Dusk State's Hu family. Others might be afraid of you, but I'm not!"
The moment that was said, the expressions of Yuan Ling and the rest changed.
They knew about the Dusk State's Hu family. They were also a family with imperial blood. Their ancestors had produced an Emperor's Throne powerhouse, and they were no different from the Martial Spiritual Mansion behind them.
"So it's Brother Hu from the Dusk State's Hu family!"
Yuan Ling looked at Hu Fei coldly and stood up. He cupped his fists and said, "I'll remember today's grudge. I'll definitely repay you in the future!"
"Let's go!"
With that, he flicked his sleeves and left in a sorry state with the young men and women. They knew very well that in terms of background, the Hu family was not weaker than the Martial Spiritual Mansion. In terms of strength, Hu Fei was stronger than them. They would only be humiliating themselves if they stayed.
"At least you know your place!"
Hu Fei sneered. Then, he stood up and helped the sloppy old man and the young man up. "Alright, you two are fine now. You can leave now."
"Thank you, sir, thank you …"
The unkempt old man was grateful to Hu Fei and Ye Chen. His forehead was already dyed red with blood. Clearly, Yuan Ling's attack was heavy.
Just as the two were about to turn around …
However, Ye Chen suddenly said, "Wait! “
"Sir, do you have any other instructions?" the sloppy old man asked while trembling with fear.
Ye Chen took a good look at him and smiled calmly. "It's fate that brought us together. Why don't we sit down and have a drink? “
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare …" The sloppy elder shook his head repeatedly.
Blacky slammed the table. "My master asked you to sit down, so sit down. Why are you talking so much nonsense?!"
"Yes yes yes …"
The slovenly old man shuddered, and only then did he pull Xiaoman to sit down obediently. Even so, he still only dared to sit on half of his buttocks, and he was very reserved.
Ye Chen did not mind at all. He poured a glass of wine for him and pushed all the dishes before him to the two of them. "Don't be nervous. We don't have any ill intentions."
Perhaps sensing his kindness, the two of them relaxed a lot and took the things on the table absent-mindedly.
After what Yuan Ling did earlier, the people around stopped listening to him. Many of them got up and left on the spot. The only one who stayed would look at Ye Chen and the rest from time to time.
Ye Chen looked at the sloppy old man and said, "Old man, I'm very interested in the Ye Wushuang that you mentioned earlier. May I know where he is now?"
"Sir, you're making things difficult for me."
The sloppy old man was extremely cautious and had a troubled expression on his face. "I've only heard about his deeds from others, but I'm just trying to make a living. That kind of person is like a god to me, so how would I know his whereabouts?"
"Really?" Ye Chen smiled wryly.
The sloppy old man swore with a bitter expression when he met his gaze, "Sir, I really don't know. Why don't you ask someone else?"
"Forget it …"
Ye Chen seemed to shake his head in disappointment. Subsequently, he waved and said, "Since you guys don't know, forget it."
"Thank you, sir!"
The sloppy old man felt as if he had been pardoned. He stood up and pulled Xiaoman out.
"If you have the chance to see him, please pass on a message for me. No matter what difficulties he encounters, big brother will always be his greatest help!"
Ye Chen's calm words rang in the sloppy old man's ears. The latter paused and walked faster.
(End of this chapter)
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