Volume 1, Chapter 107: Feng He draws his sword and scares away the royal family?
Dongfang Qingzhu naturally noticed Chao Yu's unhappy expression and quickly withdrew his hand.
The atmosphere was a little depressing, so Dongfang Yuanjian said, "Mr. Ye, this is the current Third Prince of the Jiuzhou Empire."
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows.
"Nice to meet you."
He did not salute because this man gave him a very bad feeling, and his glare at him meant something.
You and I have no grudges against each other, but you look at me with such eyes when we first meet. If you were not a royal family member, I would have some reservations and would really want to gouge out his eyeballs and let him see enough.
His actions were tantamount to provoking Chao Yu, who was already furious.
His pent-up anger erupted at this moment, and he shouted.
"You're so brave."
The angry shout was very loud.
This attracted everyone's attention, and no one knew what was wrong with him.
Ye Tingmu calmed down his breathing.
He looked at Chao Yu who was also looking at him.
The tone is slightly lazy.
"I don't understand what you're saying?"
Chao Yu clenched his fists and just stared at him. Yes, why should he, the third prince, argue with him?
Is it because of jealousy?
But shouldn't he be the one who is jealous?
The old servant standing by saw that his prince was shaking with anger and hurried forward.
"How dare you, a mere scholar, kneel before the royal family! Why don't you kneel? Get down on your knees!"
Ye Tingmu glanced sideways at the old eunuch, with a fierce look in his eyes.
When will it be my turn to teach a lesson to you, a bastard?
"I kneel to the heavens, to the earth, to my parents, to him... hehe."
It would be fine to say this now, but in this era when imperial power is supreme, it is a big taboo.
When these words were spoken, everyone around him was stunned, and even Dongfang Yuan frowned.
So reckless.
Chao Yu said: "In this Jiuzhou, my surname Chao is heaven. Will you kneel today or not?"
Ye Tingmu uttered two words lightly.
"No."
He just couldn't believe that in broad daylight, someone would die if he didn't kneel.
Besides, with so many people watching, shouldn’t I save face?
As for his younger brothers and sisters, he taught them since they were young that a man should stand tall and upright, and we should be the same too.
"You're courting death... Eunuch Liu, tell him for me what imperial power is."
As Chao Yu finished speaking, the old eunuch's aura suddenly exploded.
"I obey your orders, old slave."
Ye Tingmu naturally knew from the beginning that this old eunuch was at the sixth level of spiritual wandering, but this level was not enough for him now.
"Hey, Third Prince, please don't hurt the relationship."
Dongfang Yuan hurriedly tried to persuade him.
Dongfang Qingzhu also frowned and looked nervous.
The crowd of onlookers also pointed and talked.
"Look, a fight has started..."
"This Third Prince is so domineering, and that scholar didn't do anything?"
"Isn't it said that the Third Prince is knowledgeable and gentle? Now looking at it this way, he is too domineering."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't you want to live anymore?"
The old slave stepped forward.
"Scholar, if you kneel down today and apologize to my prince, this matter can be written off for the sake of Patriarch Dongfang."
Ye Tingmu held the hilt of the sword.
"What if you don't kneel?"
"If you don't kneel..." At this point, the old man pointed his finger at him, with a fierce look in his eyes. Then he said: "Then..."
But he hadn't finished speaking.
A figure jumped out of the carriage.
The figure appeared in front of Ye Tingmu like the wind.
The big knife in his hand flashed coldly under the scorching sun.
The blade of his sword was placed on the old eunuch's head, and the murderous intent in the corner of his eyes was so obvious.
"If you point at my brother, I will chop you off right now."
The whole audience was silent, as still as a cicada.
No one could have imagined that someone would dare to draw a sword against the royal family.
Dongfang Yuan was also startled, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
He thought to himself, where did this young man come from? Why is he even more stupid than Ye Tingmu?
This has become a big deal. If you don't kneel when you see the royal family, it would be impolite at most, but not a capital crime.
But if you draw your sword against the royal family, you will be guilty of a serious crime if they want to kill you.
They can find thousands of reasons to charge you with a crime, which can be treason or regicide.
No matter which one it is, it is not excessive to kill all nine generations of the clan.
Ye Tingmu couldn't help but shake his head. His second brother was good in every way except that he was too impulsive. No matter when, where, or whoever it was, as long as the other party threatened his relatives, he would draw his sword without hesitation.
Maybe this is also influenced by myself.
But he was not wrong to do so.
He quickly grabbed him.
He was very sure that if the other party pointed at him, he would really chop him down.
The old slave was frightened when he saw the knife approaching his head, and just as he was about to yell.
But his eyes saw Feng He's face in front of him.
He stopped talking.
It can also be seen that his pupils constricted and his eyes became extremely frightened.
Ye Tingmu had seen this kind of look more than once. This kind of look would appear in people when they were afraid or close to death.
Chao Yu, who was standing behind the old eunuch, was also stunned, his eyes wide open.
But what was on his face was not anger at Feng He for drawing his sword, but shock and fear.
Just as Ye Tingmu was surprised, the old eunuch suddenly knelt down with a thud.
Foolishly said: "Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty." Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows. What was going on?
Feng He was also confused.
I felt scared when I thought about this.
You wouldn't be scared to the point of kneeling down, would you? I'm that powerful.
Seeing this scene, everyone was confused again.
A young man with no cultivation at all frightened a person in the Divine Wandering Realm to his knees...
What is going on?
No one knew that Dongfang Yuan was even more confused at this moment.
Cold sweat ran down Chao Yu's forehead and cheeks, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
Then he kicked the old servant at his feet and cursed in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are so flustered. Be polite and leave."
After saying this, he walked away in the surprised gazes of everyone.
The old slave also quickly stood up and ran towards him, turning back to look at Feng He from time to time, his eyes full of fear.
Chao Yu frowned, his expression still not relaxed. They were too similar, too similar. The young man just now was exactly like his father.
As if carved out of a mold.
It really scared him.
The old slave followed beside him.
He whispered, "Your Highness, what is going on?"
Chao Yu gritted his teeth and said nothing.
He just remembered something, but he still had to find his grandfather to verify it, so he left in a hurry. A terrible idea suddenly emerged in his mind.
This thought frightened him and made him dare not stay, let alone argue with the few people again, especially the young man with the knife.
"This is impossible, absolutely impossible." He said to himself.
I couldn't help but speed up a bit.
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