Ye Lin clearly felt that when Ye Fan said these words, her spirit trembled suddenly, as if she had been hit hard.
Her face was a little pale and her legs were slightly weak.
This...is this the pressure of a master?
Ye Lin finally realized the master's true momentum, and couldn't help but feel a chill in the back of her head.
The ladies next to her quickly moved closer to Ye Lin, looking very strange.
"Xiao Lin, isn't he my cousin? Why are you apologizing to him?"
"Hey, the look in his eyes just now was so scary. I'm still shaking in my heart!"
"Me too, me too!"
Ye Lin smiled bitterly, "Okay, how can I have the ability to have such a younger brother in my family!"
"Then who is he?"
Ye Lin shook her head, "I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, he is a big shot."
"Hey, big shot? So mysterious!"
Ye Lin didn't want to continue explaining, and said vaguely: "He is quite mysterious."
With that said, she walked to the first floor and slapped Yang Hao on the face in front of all the guests.
With a loud "pop", Yang Hao came back to his senses and covered his face in shock: "Sister Lin..."
"Yang Hao, you are in big trouble. If you don't want to die, get out!" Ye Lin shouted angrily in a low voice.
Yang Hao was stunned on the spot. After a while, he glared at Ye Lin angrily and strode out of the auction site in humiliation.
Ye Lin pointed at Dong Yuetao from afar. Dong Yuetao suddenly became sweaty and quickly caught up with Yang Hao.
The two of them were in tandem, one furious and the other terrified.
"Dong Yuetao!"
"Yes, Young Master Yang, do you have... any orders?"
"Damn it, who is that Ye Fan! Ye Lin will not hesitate to break up with me in order to stand up for him!" Yang Hao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes glowing red.
Dong Yuetao swallowed, "He is really my brother-in-law. The family has no money and no power. I don't know how it became like this."
Yang Hao turned around and slapped Dong Yuetao on the face, "Damn, it's all caused by this, you're a loser!"
Unable to relieve his anger with a slap, Yang Hao pressed Dong Yuetao to the ground, punched and kicked him.
When the waiters in the corridor saw this, they all avoided it like snakes and scorpions, not daring to step forward to break up the fight.
Dong Yuetao was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He lay on the ground in mourning and could not move.
After Yang Hao finished his work, the anger in his heart eased a little, and he spat at Dong Yuetao and walked upstairs in a swagger.
He came to a luxurious office covering hundreds of square meters, where several people were talking happily about things.
One of the middle-aged men saw Yang Hao coming in and waved to him with a smile: "Xiao Hao, come here quickly, grandpa can stand up!"
"What?" Yang Hao was stunned, and quickly walked up to an old man in a wheelchair, and said in disbelief: "Grandpa, is what my dad said true?"
"Yeah!" The old man had a smile on his face and stood up shakily while holding on to the wheelchair. However, he was not strong enough and sat back down in the wheelchair after standing for a few seconds.
Yang Hao was shocked, "How could this happen? Dad, grandpa has been injured for so long, why suddenly..."
"Hey, because of this!" The middle-aged man couldn't wait to take out a small glass bottle from his arms, which contained some white liquid.
Yang Hao's father is Yang Zhenshan, a wealthy man in Yangcheng. He has made a lot of money in real estate in the past few years. The family's property has exceeded 30 billion.
Yang Hao's grandfather is called Yang Xiong, and he is even more extraordinary. He has been involved in society since he was a teenager, and he is the only remaining old gangster from the Ming Dynasty.
Even now, Yang Xiong is still very famous in the black and white circles and is known as the old godfather of Yangcheng South District.
"Grandpa, can such a small bottle of medicine cure the injury?" Yang Hao took a breath of air.
Yang Xiong shook his head, "One bottle? Haha..."
Yang Zhenshan touched his son's head and said, "Xiao Hao, grandpa only used one drop and he was able to stand up. This bottle contains ten drops. According to the normal efficacy, grandpa can completely leave the wheelchair in just half a year!"
"So miraculous?" Yang Hao was shocked, "Dad, if this medicine is put on the market, we will make a fortune!"
"This is not medicine!" Yang Zhenshan said, "Have you ever heard of the Spirit of Wuyuan?"
"The Spirit of Wuyuan?" Yang Hao was stunned, obviously he had never heard of it.
"Do you know about warriors?" Yang Zhenshan asked in a different way.
"Yeah!" Yang Hao nodded repeatedly.
He is not an ordinary rich second generation, so he naturally knows something about warriors.
"This spirit of Wuyuan is of great benefit to warriors." Yang Zhenshan said in a low voice: "Grandpa was secretly injured in his early years, and his injuries never improved, and he was even paralyzed.
The spirit of Wuyuan is a treasure for warriors. Just one drop can have endless energy!
Therefore, my grandfather has been hurt secretly all these years, but he can instantly get better!"
In fact, the Wuyuan Spirit does not have as good an effect as Yang Zhenshan said. The most it can do is increase energy.
However, Yang Xiong's level is too low, and the limit of being able to survive is two or three times. A drop of Wuyuan's spirit is enough to restore him to his peak state.
So those hidden wounds are out of the question.
You must know that the spirit of Wuyuan can play a very important role against warriors who are eight times or nine times the limit!
"Dad, are you going to bid for the Wuyuan Spirit tonight?"
"Yes, these Spirits of Wuyuan are the highlight!" Yang Zhenshan nodded, and then smiled bitterly, "Do you know who provided this bottle of Spirit of Wuyuan?"
"who?"
"Pan Yuyan!" Yang Zhenshan said in a deep voice.
"Isn't Pan Yuyan the woman who signed up with Ye Lin? She..." Yang Hao murmured, his face suddenly startled, "She...can't be from the military region..."
"Maybe!" Yang Zhenshan sighed, and suddenly saw the five finger prints on his son's face, and his expression darkened, "Xiao Hao, who hit him?"
"Ye Lin." Yang Hao answered honestly.
Yang Xiong was slightly surprised, and then asked: "Why did Ye Lin beat her so well, so she offended her?"
"No." Yang Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, feeling angry and annoyed.
Now that Pan Yuyan has brought out this Wuyuan Spirit, his father and grandfather will never fall out with Ye Lin because of this trivial matter.
There is no way to avenge this revenge!
"What's going on!" Yang Zhenshan asked in a deep voice.
He knew that his son had an arrogant and domineering personality, and he was afraid that at this critical moment, his son would find trouble to provoke Ye Lin.
If the military district is offended, it will be troublesome.
Yang Hao did not dare to be careless and told the story truthfully.
Of course, there is no need for him to add fuel to the fire when it comes to Ye Fan.
Every word Ye Fan said was full of aloof arrogance. This attitude of looking down on everything was more penetrating than the young man like him.
After listening to Yang Hao's words, Yang Xiong and Yang Zhenshan fell into deep thought.
"Xiao Hao, who is that Ye Fan?"
"According to my younger brother, he seems to be just a gangster." Yang Hao replied honestly.
Yang Zhenshan frowned, "An ordinary person can let Ye Lin stand up for him?"
Yang Xiong smiled coldly, "No matter who he is, since Xiao Hao received this slap for him, then he has to pay the price! My Yang family cannot afford to offend Pan Yuyan, so why should we still be angry with an old gangster?"
"Dad, do you want to go investigate?" Yang Zhenshan felt that Yang Xiong was a little too radical.
He knew that his father loved his grandson, but he didn't even know the specific identity of the other person. It seemed inappropriate to act hastily.
Seeing his son's hesitation, Yang Xiong smiled lightly: "Zhenshan, don't forget my identity.
As long as my legs return to normal, my strength will return to its peak soon. By then, I will be a serious warrior!
Humph, do you know how capable a warrior is?"
Yang Zhenshan was shocked, "Dad, are you going to come back to the world?"
"Yes, after being in a wheelchair for twenty years, some old guys may have almost forgotten about me." Yang Xiong held a small bottle filled with white liquid in his hand, and a majestic momentum suddenly burst out of his body.
"Dad, is it really okay?" Yang Zhenshan was a little worried.
There was a faint sparkle in Yang Xiong's eyes, "Do you think I have wasted these twenty years? I have already touched that layer of barriers, maybe this time is an opportunity!"
"Broken and then established?" Yang Zhenshan suddenly exclaimed.
As Yang Xiong's son, he knows very well why his father was so proud of Yangcheng decades ago.
Because he is a warrior, a master three times the limit!
Twenty years ago, Yang Xiong was seriously injured and paralyzed in a battle with other masters, but his Yang family was still able to stand firm in Yangcheng because of Yang Xiong's status as a three-time ultimate master.
It can be said that as long as Yang Xiong lives, the glory of the Yang family will continue!
"Dad, grandpa, what are you talking about?" Yang Hao was confused.
"Xiao Hao, I'll tell you about grandpa later." Yang Xiong laughed, his laughter full of hopeful pride.
At this time, the hotel manager on duty knocked on the door and came in, saying respectfully: "Old man, Mr. Yang, young master, the auction has begun."
"Well, let the host be more steady and don't get stage fright." Yang Zhenshan nodded, "Dad, let's go down too!"
"Okay, today the Wuyuan Spirit is being auctioned, and I have to show up to speak out!"
Yang Xiong sat in the wheelchair, glanced at the disappointed Yang Hao, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Hao, I will go to Ye Lin with my father later. We must not let her misunderstand at this time. In my current state, I can't
Challenge Pan Yuyan head-on."
"Yes!" Yang Hao heard the coldness in his grandfather's tone and quickly agreed, then asked: "Where's Ye Fan?"
"Hmph, even if my Yang family is a bit outdated in Yangcheng, not just anyone can provoke me!" Yang Xiong said in a deep voice.
Yang Hao was overjoyed. He didn't dare to complain about Ye Lin. He was completely humiliated because of Ye Fan.
Now grandpa's meaning is very obvious, he agreed to help him vent his anger!
At this time, Ye Fan and Ye Lin were sitting in the VIP room on the second floor.
There is a coated glass in the private room, so the inside cannot be seen from the outside, but from the inside you can have a clear view of the scene downstairs.
Ye Lin smiled bitterly and stood beside Ye Fan.
"Mr. Ye, I really didn't mean it this time. Can you please stop being angry?" Ye Lin has never coaxed others in such a low voice.
Usually when encountering difficult problems for her, she would often use violence to solve them.
But the young man in front of him seemed weak, but he was actually an unfathomable master, and he could never afford to offend him.