Qin Fan put his hands in his trouser pockets and caught up with Professor Yan and the others as if nothing had happened, turning a blind eye to the shocked and envious eyes around him.
"Professor, let's go!" Qin Fan stood next to Professor Yan with a plain smile.
"Yes." Professor Yan nodded, hesitant to speak, but finally reminded him.
"By doing this, you have completely offended the Ye family. Although you are a warrior, this is an important place in Kyoto after all. If the Ye family gets violent, it will be difficult to deal with it."
Qin Fan smiled lightly: "As you said, this is an important place in Kyoto. I have concerns, and so does the Ye family."
"Don't worry, the Ye family will definitely suffer the loss."
Seeing Qin Fan's confident face, Professor Yan frowned slightly, feeling that Qin Fan was too confident and turned into arrogance.
Feng Chengcheng and Wang Yongqiang didn't say anything, but they thought Qin Fan was talking too much.
With the power of the Ye family in Kyoto, how could it be possible to suffer such a big loss?
"Let's go, the exchange meeting is about to start!"
Since Qin Fan is confident, Professor Yan doesn't want to say much. His focus has always been on the exchange meeting.
…
Ye Liuyun ordered people to send Mr. Wu to the hospital, and then quickly returned to Ye's house with several of his men.
In the back seat of the Audi, Ye Wusheng looked at his livid grandfather and cursed angrily: "This kid is so arrogant. He openly slapped our Ye family in the face and dared to humiliate you, grandpa. You must let my sister Take action and teach him a lesson!"
Ye Liuyun's old face was extremely gloomy: "This revenge must be avenged, otherwise our Ye family will become a laughing stock in Kyoto in the future."
He told the driver in front of him: "Xiao Wang, drive faster!"
Half an hour later, the lobby of the Ye family villa.
Ye Liuyun sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression. Ye Wusheng, who was standing next to him, looked at the stairs with some uneasiness.
Ye Qingcheng, who was dressed in a white dress, had a cool temperament, and had a beautiful face, slowly walked down the stairs.
Behind her was Xia Zhu, who was dressed in black.
"Grandpa, are you looking for me?"
Ye Qingcheng's voice was cold and indifferent, just like her temperament.
Ye Liuyun nodded: "I really need your help with something."
"Wu Sheng, tell me!"
The old man was embarrassed to ask his granddaughter for help, not to mention that he had not treated Ye Qingcheng well before.
"Ah, oh, I said, I said..." Although Ye Wusheng was unhappy that the old man had thrown this problem to him, he was the cause of this matter after all, and he still needed to solve it.
He worked up his emotions for a while, and suddenly started crying: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
"Grandpa and I went to reason with him, but he relied on himself as a warrior and humiliated grandpa in front of so many people. If you don't help, our Ye family will become a laughing stock in the future."
Ye Liuyun looked at his nose with his eyes, his nose at his mouth, and his mouth at his heart, pretending not to recognize this grandson.
Ye Qingcheng's face was cold. She knew better than anyone what kind of brother she was: "Do you think I will believe you?"
"I told you, you should solve your own problems yourself, don't come to me."
Xia Zhu followed up ruthlessly: "I wanted to sell the lady to the Zhao family, but now I think of asking the lady for help, hum!"
Ye Wusheng was furious: "You have no right to speak here, just go away!"
"Grandpa, sister doesn't believe me, please come and give me a fair word!"
Ye Liuyun understood that he might not be able to invite Ye Qingcheng if he didn't come forward, so he could only cough lightly and said solemnly: "Qingcheng, your brother didn't lie this time. That boy relied on his own strength to humiliate me in public. Even Ye I don’t care about my family.”
"It's not that I can't swallow this breath, but if we don't teach that lunatic a lesson, our Ye family will become a laughing stock in Kyoto in the future."
Ye Wusheng hurriedly added: "That's right, sister, that kid is very powerful. He beat Mr. Wu to the point of vomiting blood with just one move!"
"Besides you, we really don't know who to ask for help. You can't just watch others humiliate our Ye family and just ignore it!"
Ye Qingcheng's eyes flashed when he heard that Mr. Wu was beaten and vomited blood.
"Although Mr. Wu's strength has not reached the peak of the inner realm, he has been wandering around the inner realm for many years. The opponent only used one move to defeat him. He should be a martial arts master without a doubt."
"It's useless for you to come to me about this matter. I can't defeat Mr. Wu with one move. Obviously that person is stronger than me."
Ye Liuyun's face darkened: "Qingcheng, this matter concerns the face of our Ye family, you can't lie to me!"
Ye Qingcheng shook her head lightly and replied calmly: "Everything Qingcheng said is true."
"What should we do?" Old Ye suddenly wilts. Ye Qingcheng is his biggest support. Now that this support is gone, the old man suddenly loses his backbone.
Ye Wusheng looked unwilling and suddenly said: "Sister, since you are no match for him, why not ask your master to come over in advance!"
"Anyway, aren't you planning to ask your master to come over and help deal with the Zhao family? Just ask him to help deal with that kid as well."
Hope suddenly rose in Ye Liuyun's eyes. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said solemnly: "Qingcheng, I think Wu Sheng is right. Please come early and invite later. It's better to have your master come a few days earlier, so that our Ye family can be the landlords." Zhiyi, by the way, let him help seek justice for our Ye family."
Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was a little moved, Ye Wusheng hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Sister, please invite your master. You don't know how arrogant that boy named Qin Fan is. He actually dares to call grandpa an old fool..."
Ye Qingcheng turned around suddenly, staring at Ye Wusheng with a pair of eyes, and a powerful aura suddenly swept out involuntarily.
Before Ye Wusheng could say anything, he suddenly felt like he was being pressed down by a huge mountain. The powerful aura of the martial arts master made him choke.
He shrank his neck and asked with some fear: "Sister, why are you looking at me like that all of a sudden? It's so scary!"
"Repeat what you just said." Ye Qingcheng's voice had a rare hint of anxiety, and his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.
"I said he actually called grandpa an old fool..."
"That's not it."
Ye Wusheng trembled in fright: "I said that boy named Qin Fan..."
"What do you think his name is? How old is he?" Ye Qingcheng's voice was trembling, and his beautiful face showed a hint of excitement.
"His, his name is Qin Fan! He is very young, less than twenty, he seems to be from Nanling College..." Ye Wusheng's voice became weaker and weaker, and he already realized that something was wrong.
Old man Ye next to him also held his breath and looked at Ye Qingcheng with wide eyes without blinking.
Ye Qingcheng, who had always cared nothing about anything, was like a fairy in Gushe, noble and unique, and was out of the ordinary. This was the first time that he lost his composure in front of them.
Who is that person named Qin Fan?
Could it be...
Old Man Ye suddenly felt a thump in his heart, and an unpleasant thought quietly arose.
At this time, Ye Qingcheng suddenly calmed down, glanced at the two of them with cold eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Aren't you looking for my master? The Qin Fan you want to deal with is my master."
Snap!
The tea cup in Old Man Ye's hand fell to the ground.
thump!
Ye Wusheng's legs softened and he collapsed on the ground.
