"Young Master, this Young Master Ye, isn't he telling lies? He is a powerful man at the high level of the God Realm. Was he really killed by him?"
Ying Tianying still doesn't believe that Ye Wenchan really killed the messenger from Ghost City.
"Does he look like a liar?"
Ying Yuehong turned to look at Ying Tianying and shook her head.
"If he really killed someone, why didn't the Tianque City Guards cause trouble for him?"
Ying Tianying couldn't believe it even more.
"You, this man is a great talent. We dare not mess with him in Tianque City."
Ying Yuehong said firmly.
"No way?"
Ying Tianying was even more surprised: "I don't even dare to mess with Tianque City. Master, you won't deliberately deceive me, right?"
"Haha, those regulations in Tianque City are only for people like you and me. How can they regulate it for real masters?"
A look of disdain appeared at the corner of Yingyue Hong's mouth, and her mind kept recalling Ye Wenchan's every move after seeing Ye Wenchan.
All of Ye Wenchan's behaviors were so calm in Ying Yuehong's eyes.
It doesn't look like an ordinary genius in his twenties at all.
Geniuses in their twenties are absolutely arrogant and arrogant, such as Kui Ba and Xue Wuji.
But Leaf Man Chan didn't.
Moreover, Ye Wenchan fought against Kui Ba and Xue Wuji alone without falling behind. This was all Ying Yuehong saw.
Ying Yue Hong has been read by countless people, and this is the first time I have seen someone like Ye Wenchan.
He has determined in his heart that if Ye Wenchan is not pretending to be pretentious, it is because he has an extremely strong background or power.
This background might be so big that even Ying Yuehong couldn't believe it.
Therefore, Ying Yuehong was very determined to make friends with Ye Wenchan.
Just as Ying Tianying was afraid that Ye Wenchan would bring trouble to the Ying family, Ying Yuehong valued him more because the City Lord's Mansion did not trouble Ye Wenchan.
…
Ye Wenchan was strolling back from Tianque Inn. When he passed by Song Qing's room, he felt the aura of the Sun-Chasing Realm. Song Qing was already making a breakthrough, and it was going smoothly.
In Chu Tian's room next to him, Chu Tian was also making a breakthrough, but he was breaking through to the Great Perfection of the Flying Moon Realm.
Ye Wenchan nodded and casually placed two energy shields for the two of them to prevent anyone from spying on them.
Passing by Zi Yuanying's room, Ye Wenchan sensed that Zi Yuanying was humming a tune happily in the room.
Passing by Ren Buhui's room, Ren Buhui was practicing hard, but his progress was obviously slow, much worse than Song Qing and Chu Tian.
Ye Wenchan also set up a shield for Ren Buhui, and then walked to his room.
Across the door of the room, Ye Wenchan's eyes moved slightly, and then he opened the door.
Inside the house, a beautiful figure appeared in the house. The woman seemed to have dressed up carefully. The white gauze skirt she wore during the day had faded away, and she had changed into a rather charming outfit.
This person is none other than Bing Lu, the host of the Bandung Auction House.
At this time, she had put on a long silk mesh dress, her snow-white shoulders were exposed, her plump ravines were looming, and her white bulge made people want to take a closer look.
"Fairy, beauty."
Ye Wenchan thought of two words to describe this woman, but the look in his eyes was still very calm.
"Master Ye, you are finally back."
Binglu stood up, smiled sweetly, her eyes turned, and her bright eyes were captivating.
Ye Wenchan was silent for a moment, then smiled lightly and said: "Miss Binglu came here late at night, what's the matter?"
"Master Ye, I'm really sorry for disturbing you late at night."
"I'm just concerned about Young Master Ye and want to see if Young Master Ye is okay."
"Seeing that Mr. Ye is fine, I feel relieved."
Binglu's eyes flashed with a charming look, and her voice was full of charm.
"Miss Binglu is well-informed. It's really hard for you to find me here."
"But Miss Binglu, who has a body of thousands of dollars, must not only want to see if I am safe, right?"
Ye Wenchan still had a smile on his face. Binglu could find him here late at night. It was obvious that he sent people to investigate him with ulterior motives, so his voice also had a somewhat sarcastic tone.
"Young master Ye really doesn't understand the style."
Binglu chuckled, and gently moved her fingers on the tulle on her shoulders, revealing her snow-white shoulders. She glanced at Ye Wenchan with her resentful autumn eyes, as if she wanted to kill Ye Wenchan.
Melt away.
But she didn't know that Ye Wenchan's immunity to beautiful women was like that of an old monk entering trance. It was too difficult for ordinary people to touch his state of mind.
"Miss Binglu may not know, but I always talk about things when I have something to say. If nothing happens, please respect yourself."
Ye Wenchan's eyes glanced at Binglu's revealing attire, his expression as determined as looking at a skeleton.
"Master Ye, are you letting Binglu take the initiative?"
Binglu giggled, stood up, walked a few steps towards Ye Wenchan, and came to Ye Wenchan. In front of Ye Wenchan's eyes were those stunning red lips.
Binglu came to seduce him on purpose, but she didn't know what the purpose was.
Ye Wenchan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Miss Binglu, what do you mean by coming here this time? If you don't tell me, Mr. Ye will have to see you off."
Binglu's eyes were slightly focused, and a strange look flashed in her eyes. Ye Wenchan turned a blind eye to her charm. Could it be that her temptation was not enough?
"Seeing off guests? How does Mr. Ye plan to see me off?"
"Should I carry it or hold it?"
As Binglu said, a pair of green lotus-like arms actually hugged Ye Wenchan's neck.
Ye Wenchan smiled faintly and waved his hand, and Binglu's figure was already standing outside the door.
Um?
Binglu hugged him empty, stood at the door and said, "Does Mr. Ye think that there must be a purpose for me to come to you?"
Her ice-like eyes were filled with a hint of pity. As she spoke, she stepped into the door again.
As Bing Lu stepped forward, her long skirt slowly slid down bit by bit along her snow-white shoulders.
Ye Wenchan's eyes were indifferent, and the long skirt that slid down was just a little short of falling to her waist.
"Master Ye, would you like to see it?"
The delicate and charming voice penetrated Ye Wenchan's eardrums.
Ye Wenchan responded calmly: "I don't want to!"
Binglu was stunned for a moment: "..."
This guy doesn't play by common sense!
"Master Ye doesn't like Lulu at all?"
Bing Lu gritted her teeth and her long skirt completely slipped off, exposing all of her snow-white skin to Ye Wenchan.
Ye Wenchan waved his hand lightly: "I don't like it."
Binglu: "..."
"go out!"
Ye Wenchan once again had a cold face, waved his hand, and ice dew fell outside the door again.
However, before she had put on her clothes, Binglu screamed and quickly lifted up her skirt.
When Binglu wanted to step inside again, the door had already closed with a bang.