Holding swords with one hand, Ye Shaohan and Zhang Ming still maintained the movement of drawing swords, and the aura of the fake Lingzong realm emerged unreservedly at this moment.
Under these two momentums, Ye Shaoping and others stopped in their tracks and could no longer move forward an inch.
Ye Shaoping and others stood blankly on the spot, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock. Just a hint of momentum was so terrifying.
"How is this possible? How strong are they? Just with this momentum, I can't move!" One of the heads of the aristocratic families said with awe on his face, his eyes fixed on the three figures in the courtyard.
The sound of the piano was still ringing, but Dark Spirit was not affected by the momentum, and his hands were still strumming the strings.
"I'm afraid that the strength of those two people has reached the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm. In the past, the head of the Ye family was able to destroy the Spirit Emperor Realm with one sword, but now his strength is even more terrifying!" The face of another family member also showed deep emotion.
He said in awe: "Moreover, the strength of the person who competed with the Ye Family Master must be terrifying. His momentum can actually compete with the Ye Family Master!"
For a moment, all the heads of the aristocratic families present were silent. If these two people existed in the Ye family, then no one could shake the Ye family's position in Headwind City.
Those aristocratic families that had previously attached themselves to the Ye family were filled with joy. As long as the big tree of the Ye family was absent, their positions in Headwind City would not change.
Among them, the one with the ugliest face was undoubtedly the head of the Huang family. At this moment, he couldn't help but regret that he had cooperated with the royal family. With these two people here, even with the support of the royal family, the Huang family did not have the strength to fight against the Ye family.
Unless the royal family sends Lingzong realm warriors to arrive, but is that possible?
Ye Shaohan glanced slightly at the messy courtyard, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "This place is still too small. If the fight continues, I'm afraid the house will be demolished! That's it for today!"
Hearing this, Zhang Ming put away his sword, nodded slightly, took the wine bottle from his waist, and drank again.
Turning his eyes, Ye Shaohan turned his back to Ye Shaoping and others, and said calmly: "Let's disperse!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaoping led everyone to retreat towards the martial arts hall. When he caught a glimpse of the faces of the heads of the aristocratic families, Ye Shaoping smiled lightly. The purpose of this deterrent was achieved.
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As the saying goes, the mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles.
Living in a courtyard with a beautiful environment, Aunt Feng couldn't help but miss the dilapidated courtyard of the past.
Although the courtyard is small, it feels very warm. Pigeon porridge was prepared early. Aunt Feng always remembered that this pigeon porridge was Ye Shaohan's favorite food, so making pigeon porridge every day became Aunt Feng's habit.
Aunt Feng's purpose was very simple. She just hoped that when Ye Shaohan came back, she could have pigeon porridge when she wanted to.
In Aunt Feng's eyes, no matter whether Ye Shaohan is a genius or a waste, as long as he can grow up healthily, it will be fine.
As always, Aunt Feng placed the food on the dining table, held the vegetable basket, put several dishes into the basket, stood up, and walked outside the house.
Although Aunt Feng lives in this courtyard, she still takes care of Zhang Ming's three meals. If she hadn't delivered the meals, Zhang Ming would have even forgotten to eat.
Stepping out of the house, Aunt Feng caught a glimpse of the haze in the sky, and her doubts emerged: "According to the past, this little Ling'er should have come back. Why hasn't he come back today?"
"Did something happen to Little Ling'er?" Thinking of this, Aunt Feng's face was immediately filled with worry, and she couldn't help but speed up her steps.
However, at this time, the sound of his wheelchair rolling across the ground was heard at the end of the stone path. Hearing this, Aunt Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The footsteps got closer and closer, and several figures emerged from the end of the stone path.
Her expression was startled, and when Aunt Feng's eyes touched that thin figure, she could no longer move her gaze away, and the hand holding the vegetable basket could not help but tremble.
The vegetable basket finally slipped from Aunt Feng's wrist, but when it fell, there were two hands holding it.
Looking at Aunt Feng, who had a few white hairs on her temples, a trace of guilt flashed in Ye Shaohan's eyes, and he said softly: "Aunt Feng, I'm back!"
Raising her head and looking at Ye Shaohan, who was half a head taller than herself, Aunt Feng couldn't help but get wet at the corners of her eyes. A thousand words turned into one sentence: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!"
Lowering his head, Ye Shaohan pushed open the baffle of the basket and saw the bowl of hot pigeon porridge. A smile appeared on Ye Shaohan's lips: "Okay! Aunt Feng, you make pigeon porridge every day. Isn't that so beautiful?"
Brother!"
Hearing this, Aunt Feng rolled her eyes at Ye Shaohan angrily, pulled Ye Shaohan's wrist, and said with a smile: "If you want to eat pigeon porridge, just say so, and you are involved with your brother Zhang Ming!"
Zhang Ming also gave a rare chuckle and gently pushed his wheelchair towards Aunt Feng.
"Yes! Aunt Feng, I think the master is greedy!" Dark Spirit chuckled softly, and a gurgling sound came from his stomach.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan and others chuckled, and just like that, the originally sentimental atmosphere also changed.
Since Zhang Ming also came over, they went back to the courtyard directly. During dinner, Ye Shaohan patiently answered Aunt Feng's inquiries.
Aunt Feng didn't ask where Ye Shaohan went or what he did. She just wanted to see that Ye Shaohan returned safely, that would be fine.
After dinner, a few people admired the moon in the courtyard. Under the moonlight, they chatted about household chores and seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Coupled with the occasional witticism from the dark spirit, bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time in the courtyard.
It wasn't until late at night that the few people dispersed. After closing the door gently, Ye Shaohan walked out of the house with low footsteps. He happened to see Zhang Ming standing in the courtyard and walked directly towards Zhang Ming.
Zhang Ming knew who was coming before he turned around, and asked softly: "Are they both asleep?"
"Well! They're all asleep!" Ye Shaohan said softly, with his hands behind his back, he raised his head and looked at the silver moon above his head, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work during this time!"
"It's not hard work. In my heart, Aunt Feng has already been my relative!" Zhang Ming said softly. Under the pale moonlight, her long hair as white as snow looked so eye-catching.
"Actually, sometimes, what they want is not much!" After a few moments of silence, Zhang Ming continued to speak.
"What?" Looking away, Ye Shaohan looked slightly startled. Seeing this, Zhang Ming continued: "Aunt Feng and the others don't want much. Haha, pursuing martial arts is good, but it will also ignore their feelings.
If you have time, then spend more time with them and talk about home affairs!" After saying this, Zhang Ming kicked his feet slightly, and his body swept out of the courtyard fence and ran towards the original courtyard.
Zhang Ming rarely leaves the courtyard because he is afraid that Li Zishan will feel lonely if she is alone there.
Looking at Zhang Ming's leaving figure, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly: "This kid!"
Both feet hit the ground at the same time, and his body swept dozens of meters away, directly out of the courtyard, and flew in the direction of the library.
The surroundings of the library are still brightly lit, and the Ye family army is patrolling back and forth diligently. As one of the important places of the Ye family, the guards here are extremely tight.
Therefore, when Ye Shaohan just jumped out of the air, dozens of rather sharp auras were shot towards him.
Several Ye Jiajun hidden in the darkness jumped out from the secret post and surrounded Ye Shaohan. The surrounding Ye Jiajun also noticed the change and rushed over.
However, when their eyes touched that delicate face, both Ye Jiajun and Ye Jiajun raised their hands and said, "I have met the master of the family!"
The neat shouts attracted the attention of the surrounding guards, and for a while, shouts of shouts rang out. These shouts all came from the hearts of everyone.
"Well! Thank you for your hard work, everyone!" With a calm face, Ye Shaohan waved slightly to several Ye Jiajun, and those Ye Jiajun returned to the secret post again.
Ye Shaohan's eyes passed over Ye Jiajun's figure and fell directly on a tall figure in front of the library. The man was holding a feather fan in his hand. Even though it was late autumn, he was still waving the feather fan lightly.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan walked forward, and the Ye Jiajun around him automatically stepped aside and walked up to the man. Ye Shaohan chuckled and said, "It's late autumn now, how hard it is that you still retain the habit of waving the feather fan!"
"Only in this way can my heart calm down. Only when my heart is calm can I keep my head calm at all times!" The person in front of him was obviously Ye Shaoping.
"Only those in power can lead the overall situation by keeping a cool head at all times. This habit must continue!" Ye Shaohan chuckled and walked directly past Ye Shaoping's figure and walked towards the library.
Hearing this, Ye Shaoping also smiled, turned around, followed closely behind Ye Shaohan, and the two of them immediately disappeared into the library.
Seeing the great elder and the head of the family entering the library at the same time, the defense of the surrounding Ye family army became more rigorous.
Standing on the top floor of the library pavilion, two figures stood facing the wind, and the cold wind blew their clothes and made a sound.
Looking up at the stars in the sky, Ye Shaohan said softly: "I've worked hard on you during this time!"
"With the current reputation of the Ye family, its development has not been hindered, so there is no talk of hard work!" Hearing this, Ye Shaoping shook his head.
At this point, Ye Shaoping understood very well that the reason why the Ye family can develop like this today is only because of the person in front of him.
"What is the status of the Yuhua Building, Tianwai Building and Xingchen Building?" If Ye Shaohan's biggest achievement since taking office is the establishment of the third floor.
The Yuhua Building, Tianwai Building and Xingchen Building have also become the core strength of the Ye family, and the Ye family has also invested a lot of resources into them.
"Recently, two of the family's deacons have made breakthroughs. Therefore, the Tianwai Tower now has five Spirit Emperor realm warriors. The disciples of the family who joined the Tianwai Tower have all made breakthroughs in their cultivation, while the Xingchen Tower has once again absorbed two spirit emperor warriors.
Imperial realm warriors, and dozens of spiritual master realm warriors are still in the assessment period!" Ye Shaoping naturally remembered the situation of the Ye family.
"Five Spirit Emperor Realm warriors? Tianwai Tower can barely do it, but the loyalty of the Xingchen Tower warriors must be paid attention to!" Regarding the clan members with the surname Ye, because of their blood, Ye Shaohan boldly believed it, but for people with other surnames, he was a bit
He couldn't let go. After hearing this, Ye Shaoping did not object to Ye Shaohan's statement. Although the warriors who joined the Xingchen Tower had gone through certain investigations and long-term inspections, there were still some black sheep among them.