"That kid doesn't know how he cultivates. How can he have such a profound cultivation level?"
Murong Tian felt quite angry.
He used to be the core disciple of the Murong family and had countless cultivation resources. Now there is a martial saint in the family, and he has reached the level of heavenly perfection in one fell swoop.
But why should the other party? Why should he reach this level even though he is obviously much younger than himself? Why should he be more powerful than himself?
"Don't worry about it for now. Once your great grandfather comes out of confinement, we will send him to see the King of Hell immediately."
Murong Chengdu said, "But in the recent period, please don't provoke that guy. You immediately send me an order not to provoke Ye Bufan."
"I know grandpa."
Just as Murong Tian finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang. He frowned at the caller ID and finally pressed the answer button.
Soon he hung up the phone and Murong Chengdu asked: "What's going on?"
Murong Tian replied: "It was Murong Hui who called. She said that she had just been beaten at the Summit Hotel and asked me to stand up for her."
Murong Hui was just a branch of the Murong family. Although he was a generation older than Murong Tian, he didn't have much respect.
Murong Chengdu said: "That woman has always been arrogant. It seems that she has met a ruthless character this time."
"Grandpa, do you think we should take care of it?"
"Of course we have to take care of him. Even though he is a collateral descendant, he is also a member of our Murong family. He cannot be provoked by just anyone."
Murong Chengdu said, "In two days there will be a family meeting. Of course our Murong family cannot lose face at this time.
You go and have a look, give the other party some color, let others see, and provoke the fate of our Murong family."
"I know grandpa."
Murong Tian knew that Murong Chengdu was trying to scare the monkeys, so he took the opportunity to establish the power of the Murong family, so he turned around and led others out.
Not long after he went out, a man hurriedly walked in from outside, it was Murong Ping.
He had just completed his mission in Xuanyuan Pavilion. When he came back, he heard about the head-on war between his family and the three major aristocratic families, and hurried over to see Murong Chengdu.
"Grandpa, what's going on? Why does our Murong family have a conflict with other aristocratic families?"
Murong Ping really didn't want to see this result. In other words, the last thing he wanted was to be on the opposite side of Ye Bufan.
Murong Chengdu glanced at his grandson and looked quite dissatisfied as he sat on the Grand Master's chair.
"This is how aristocratic families fight. Is it any wonder?"
"But grandpa, didn't you just ask me to show my favor to the chief instructor a few days ago, why did you fall out so quickly? This is not appropriate..."
Murong Ping's expression was quite anxious, which made him lose his trust in front of the chief instructor.
"What do you know?" Murong Chengdu said, "A man is capable of bending and stretching. At that time, the boy named Ye controlled the strength of the three major families, and he had many masters in his hands. He defeated the Ximen family in one fell swoop. We can't afford to offend him.
, it is natural to bow your head.
But things are different now. Your great grandfather has broken through to the realm of martial saint.
Do you know? That is the Martial Saint, an otherworldly existence, unparalleled in the imperial capital!
Now that our strength has increased, our Murong family should naturally become a super family in the imperial capital, and the three major families should bow to us and surrender to us, including the boy named Ye. This is the principle of respecting the strong."
"But... Grandpa, the chief instructor is not an ordinary person. I still think that our Murong family should not be enemies with him."
"It's true that mud can't hold up the wall. I shouldn't have sent you to Xuanyuan Pavilion in the first place."
Murong Chengdu slapped the table, angrily, "Get out of here quickly, it's not your turn to point fingers at the Murong family."
Murong Ping shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face, but now he had no other choice but to walk out dejectedly.
At the Summit Hotel, Murong Tian rushed here with a dozen of his men.
Normally, with his level of cultivation, he doesn't need bodyguards at all, but the children of the aristocratic family are all about pomp and circumstance, so they are always cheering for him wherever he goes.
When they arrived at the private room that Murong Hui mentioned, bodyguards first entered the door and lined up on both sides, and then he walked in swaggeringly.
Although the private room was very spacious, it seemed a bit crowded when more than twenty people came in at once, which prevented him from seeing Ye Bufan sitting next to him.
Seeing Murong Tian enter the door, Murong Hui immediately greeted him with a smile on his face as if he had seen a savior.
"Xiaotian, you have to make the decision for me..."
Murong Tian glanced at Murong Hui and was shocked. Originally, this old woman was ugly, but now she was beaten like a pig's head. She looked really scary.
"I see."
Murong Tian looked disgusted, but he came here today to establish prestige for the Murong family and had nothing to do with this old woman.
He stood proudly and scanned the entire audience with cold eyes.
"I heard that some people dare not take our Murong family seriously and stand up for me. I want to see who has such courage!" Seeing his momentum, everyone else was shocked, Ouyang
Jing, Zhu Jiayi and others were not sure about the situation and immediately became nervous again.
Tang Youwei knew that this was the second young master of the Murong family, and his previous mentality suddenly changed. In his opinion, no matter how rich Ye Bufan was, it would be over. I was afraid that this restaurant would become the property of the Murong family.
"Okay, I'm standing up."
Ye Bufan stood up from his chair as he spoke, with a calm smile on his face.
"Boy, you are so arrogant..."
Murong Tian was about to get angry when he suddenly saw the handsome face in front of him and his whole body trembled.
I was really afraid of what would happen. I had just ordered the Murong family not to provoke this evil star, but in the blink of an eye I met him.
"You...are you Ye Bufan?"
Thinking of the miserable appearance of his eldest brother Murong Hai, his legs suddenly became tight and he no longer had the arrogance he had before.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the room was shocked. Tang Youwei was even more confused about what was going on. Why did the second young master of the Murong family seem a little afraid of this young man?
"Xiaotian, this bastard hit me. You have to avenge my aunt and teach this boy a lesson..."
Seeing that Murong Tian didn't take action, Murong Hui ran up eagerly, but before she could finish speaking, Murong Tian slapped her in the face with his hand.
"Shut the hell up."
At this moment, he already hated Murong Hui in his heart. If this old woman hadn't caused trouble outside, how could he have met the evil star in front of him.
Murong Hui was stunned for a moment. She was a member of the Murong family anyway. Now that Murong Tian was here, shouldn't he stand up for him? Shouldn't he give a lesson to the kid in front of him? Why did he hit him?
Ye Bufan had a calm smile on his face, "Are you from the Murong family?"
"I'm Murong Tian."
Murong Tian replied, his brain spinning rapidly, thinking about how to deal with this situation.
"Murong Tian, the second young master of the Murong family."
Ye Bufan still knew a little about the situation of the Murong family and said, "Well, since you are here, you have to settle the matter. You must give me an explanation today, otherwise none of you will leave."
His words were very calm and his voice was not loud, but everyone was shocked to hear every word.
You must know that this is the second young master of the Murong family. Especially recently, the Murong family is at its peak. Looking at the imperial capital, who dares to answer to Murong Tian? Isn't this looking for death?
