Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“Elder Sister, how did you…” Ye Feng Yu heard this voice and turned his head around in astonishment.
To see Ye Qing Luo taking graceful measured steps and gradually arrived.
That red dress, as she walked, stirred and moved just like a blooming rose.
On that unmatched devastatingly beautiful face hung a full, light smile which absorbed one’s soul.
“Zi Ling, give me a public sign board on which is written the words ‘Livestocks Can’t Enter’ and hang it above the gate.” Ye Qing Luo came over, faced the gate and gestured.
“Yes, My Lady, I’ll go to prepare it.”
Ye Tian Kuang was so angry that he clenched his teeth and furiously pointed at Ye Qing Luo. He bellowed in a towering rage. “Vile spawn! You have the cheek to insult me!”
Ye Qing Luo rolled her eyes. “Respected Father, I can’t help it if you’re taking this personally.”
“You!” Ye Tian Kuang’s overly sensitive fury and hate slowly slowly slowly bubbled up.
“So it turned out that this is what your Three Springs Sect’s discipline is like. Surprisingly, you allow the younger generation to disrespect their superiors. It really opened my eyes.”
The middle aged man standing at the front looked askance at Ye Tian Kuang with eyes filled with ridicule.
Ye Tian Kuang’s face suddenly darkened as he indignantly clenched his teeth ferociously. “Steward Yuchi, it’s because I have no way of guiding her. I’ll just hand this evil girl over to you today and allow you to punish her!”
The Yuchi family’s steward laughed coldly, waved his hand, and the two level nine mystic profound grade guards were then going to enter the abandoned courtyard to catch her.
“I’d like to see who dares to enter this door!” Ye Feng Yu was already worried as he extracted a longsword from his interspatial ring and held it firmly in his hand.
He stood in front of Ye Qing Luo with his sword horizontal as his eyes resolutely glared at the people facing him. “It’s clear that today’s matter is Fourth Young Master’s fault, yet you pinned it on my sister, there’s no way I’ll allow it!”
“Yu’er! Come over here!” Ye Tian Kuang complexion increasingly darkened as he cast sidelong glances at Ye Chang Wei.
Ye Chang Wei caught his intention, and sent a palm strike to scare off Ye Feng Yu.
This palm strike hadn’t been executed when suddenly, a cold wind attacked him. He was filled with pain as sounds of his bones fracturing emerged extremely sharply and clearly.
The scene became quiet for several blinks.
Immediately after, Ye Chang Wei indeed sounded a painful, blood-curdling scream.
A slim, white hand slowly slid down from Ye Chang Wei’s arm.
The wide, red sleeves flew like it was dancing.
Ye Chang Wei held his right hand in place and kneeled on the ground. His face twisted constantly in pain.
Everybody’s gazes uniformly fell on Ye Qing Luo.
Their eyes filled with disbelief.
She was at a distance of at least a four or five steps away from Ye Chang Wei.
Between them was Ye Feng Yu, and also the Yuchi family’s steward.
Yet…
When the hell did she approached Ye Chang Wei. Furthermore, she clutched Ye Chang Wei’s wrist right at his pulse?
No one knew.
When all was said and done, what martial arts did she use that was actually so strange?
So strange that it caused one’s blood to run cold!
Steward Yuchi’s expression was gloomy. He heard the guards mention Ye Qing Luo’s strange martial arts before.
After he’d personally seen it, he finally knew that the guards weren’t exaggerating.
His vigilance increased a bit, in order to avoid Ye Qing Luo soundlessly and tracelessly appear around him.
“What crime was there? In my father’s presence, you have the impertinence to move against his first wife’s child, are you tired of living?” Ye Qing Luo sneered coldly.
Soon after, she looked up and neither servile nor overbearingly faced Ye Tian Kuang’s enraged eyes. “Respected Father, you don’t need to be too grateful to your daughter. Your daughter is the Three Springs Sect’s young clan head, I have the power to straighten out our family’s principles.”
Ye Tian Kuang was so angry he was trembling.
“Oh ~ by the way, with a clan head like Father, no wonder the Three Springs Sect’s growth had been declining.” Ye Qing Luo’s eyebrows jumped, her gaze icily and arrogantly swept over the three people from the Yuchi family as the corners of her mouth curved into a bloodthirsty cold arc.
“Three Springs Sect, no matter what, is still the West Continent’s number one sect. Its position is higher than that of the four great families. A little butler from the Yuchi family have the impertinence to be so unbridled in my Three Springs Sect?”