Four hundred and fortieth nine chapters: each for its own master
That is because he has not yet learned that Yan Bing has been given medicine and only has a few hours to survive. He can still suppress his mood at the moment, otherwise he will not even have a chance to speak to the other party.
And this also has something to do with Ye Yujun. After all, he still has to repay Ye Yujun's favor, so he plans to clarify the matter before taking action.
"So crazy! Haha!"
Ye Dao laughed out loud and applauded as if he had seen some big joke.
Full of irony.
"Uncle Jing, our trip is not in vain. He does have some character. If he sticks to our side, he should be of some use. If he begs me for mercy as soon as we meet, it will be quite disappointing."
Ye Dao turned around and said to Ye Jing, it seemed that even if Bai Che made such a big noise, he could only be reduced to a supporting role, or even just a chess piece for him to support this strong lineage. Other than that,
Apart from that, there is nothing worth taking a high look at.
Ye Jing nodded slightly, but there was no warning in his eyes. At most, he took one more look at the forcibly destroyed iron gate, and his heart was unmoved.
In fact, Ye Jing is the kind of talent that cannot be ignored within the Ye family. Although he comes from a side family, he is brave and resourceful in the true sense. His strength must be higher than that of Ye Huan, and he has supported Ye Dao all the way.
More or less, it serves the purpose of containing those direct young masters.
For such a person, even if there is some evil character in human martial arts, he has just heard about it and will not delve into it, thinking that it is not necessary.
The routine of building momentum and establishing prestige is a trick that Ye Jing claims to be outdated.
"Xiaodao, let me tell him a few words. Since we have worked so hard, we must gain something. He has no reason not to obey, and he doesn't have the capital."
After finishing his words, Ye Jing took a few steps forward and stood in front of Bai Che.
These words are also full of incomparable confidence, and the calmness that he exudes is not adulterated in the slightest.
To be honest, there is nothing wrong with the reaction of a heavyweight within the Ye family of the ancient clan in front of a young Pavilion Master of Hualong Pavilion who has only shown some signs of human martial arts.
"Pavilion Master Bai, as the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Young Master Ye and I do not intend to enmity with you. Of course, I don't care about your past, and I am not very interested in some of your rumors. No matter how much martial arts in the world,
That’s it, I’ll tell you the result directly now, are you willing to listen?”
Although you asked this question, it actually gave Bai Che the feeling that you could only listen willingly and had no other choice.
Bai Che still spoke, for no other reason than to ask clearly about the relationship between these people and Ye Yujun. After all, he promised Ye Yujun that he would not betray each other.
"Are you working for Miss Ye, or are you your own master..."
Um?
Ye Jing frowned slightly and interrupted in a deep voice: "It's not your turn to ask more questions. Listen, no matter how majestic you are in martial arts in the world, in front of our Ye family, you have to be like a dragon. This is your best time."
Opportunity, rely on us and contribute to us. You are still the master of Hualong Pavilion, and you can still be powerful in martial arts in the world. As for her..."
Ye Jing looked at Yan Bing, who was curled up in a ball on the sofa. His eyes didn't look like he was looking at a life, but like he was looking at a victim who would be thrown away after use.
"As for her, no matter what her status is in your mind, if she is dead, she is dead. Don't be too emotional unless you are willing to give up everything!"
Give up your identity as the master of Hualong Pavilion, give up your life...
Every word of Ye Jing's words sounded less bloody and less dirty, but everything was cold, like a giant Buddha standing in the clouds, overlooking an ordinary believer. The one who crawled under his feet was the right choice, and the others were not qualified.