Xuemei was a little speechless, thinking in her mind, could it be that Ye Xiu didn't know what this meant?
But when she thought about it carefully, she suddenly felt enlightened.
Ye Xiu is powerful and his origin is even more mysterious.
Maybe the energy behind it is not inferior to that of the Zhang family.
The eyes of these big guys are shining.
Everyone in the circle knows that the two people who pursue Xuemei the most fiercely are Ye Kuang and the other one.
If an ordinary young man dares to get too close to Xuemei, he will either lose his limbs or his business will be ruined and his family will be ruined.
Despite his gentle appearance on the surface, he is actually a ruthless person.
At this time, someone had quietly told Zhang Ruoling in his ear that Xuemei had personally brought food to Ye Xiu just now.
Then Zhang Ruoling looked at Ye Xiu: "This little brother is very difficult to meet. I wonder which hidden sect he comes from?"
In other places, a third-, fourth- and fifth-level warrior is very respected and loved.
But when we get to the Imperial City, the situation is different.
Just one person stamping his feet here can cause a major earthquake in various industries.
They also have a large number of masters under their control, most of whom are trained with money.
According to the ancient saying, these masters are domestic slaves.
Unless you can break through to the Grandmaster level, you won't be able to speak much in front of them.
There was a vague condescension in his words.
He doesn't think highly of Ye Xiu, but rather has a sense of humiliation.
Hidden world, isn't it just like a mountain bump?
Xuemei looked at Ye Xiu with great anxiety, fearing that he would be angry and do something irrational.
Fortunately, Ye Xiu didn't seem to hear it.
After finishing the food in the bowl, he went to get some himself, completely leaving Zhang Ruoling aside.
Zhang Ruoling's face looked a little ugly.
Given his status, he has never been ignored in public.
A man following him immediately pointed at Ye Xiu and yelled: "Boy, are you deaf? Didn't you hear my young master talking to you?!"
Ye Xiu still ignored it and was eating by himself.
The expressions of the bosses from each party are different.
There is ridicule and deep thought.
Ye Xiu doesn't take Zhang Ruoling seriously, either because he is a newbie and fearless, or because he has real ability.
But most people think that Ye Xiu should belong to the former, a newbie who doesn’t know what to say.
Zhang Ruoling was once again ignored by Ye Xiu, her face was dull, and a fierce light flashed deep in her eyes.
The followers around him raised their voices again, attracting the attention of many people: "Boy, do you want to die? How dare you be so disrespectful to my young master!"
Ye Xiu frowned.
He doesn't want to cause trouble, but trouble comes to him anyway.
I just want to have a meal in peace.
But there were always flies flying around in front of him, which made him upset.
He ate all the food in the bowl in one gulp, then put down the bowl and walked towards the other party.
The follower sneered and looked at Ye Xiu who was walking over: "You finally know you're afraid, right? Now kneel down in front of my young master, kowtow three times, and then..."
Snapped!
Before he could finish speaking, he received a heavy slap on the face.
The crisp sound echoed in the venue. Everyone's expressions changed and they looked at Ye Xiu in shock.
The follower covered his face and looked at Ye Xiu in disbelief: "How dare you hit me?!"
Ye Xiu's expression was cold and his tone was solemn: "I'm just a dog slave who only knows how to impress people. So what if I beat you!"