Chapter 882 Ye Qinghan's true identity!
Chapter 882 Ye Qinghan's true identity!
Although Murong Yan'er heard the reminder and warning behind Zhen Xue's words, her expression was still not very good.
But at this time, Ye Wutian, who was sitting on the throne, spoke again.
"Zhen Xue... is it? As a parent, you are quite polite... Tell me the purpose of your coming here."
Zhen Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
"I brought the young lady here to see Mr. Ye's demeanor. As for the purpose, it is just to resolve the misunderstanding. However, besides this, I have the courage to ask, is Mr. Ye from the Taichu ancestral land?"
Ye Wutian was ambiguous.
"Yes, he is from the ancestral land."
Zhen Xue smiled even more.
"So, Master Ye and my young lady are from the same hometown. I have the courage to ask one more question. Is Master Ye from the Ye family of the ancestral land?"
Ye Wutian was still ambiguous.
"Of course."
Zhen Xue said happily.
"In this case, it is true that the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. Family members know each other. My young lady is a direct descendant of the Murong family of the ancestral land immortal clan. She should know the direct descendants of the Ye family of the ancestral land. However, although my young lady was born in the ancestral land, she grew up in the Central Plains. But this is not important. What is important is that the Murong family and the Ye family should know each other." As
soon as Zhen Xue said this, the faces of the creatures from the Haotian Divine Mountain behind her changed drastically. They never thought that Ye Wutian was actually a direct descendant of the Ye family of the ancestral land!
I really regret following Murong Yan'er here. They can't afford to offend the Murong clan, and of course they can't afford to offend the Ye clan either.
Ye Wutian was about to say something.
Ye Qinghan, who had been serving beside Ye Wutian, suddenly spoke.
"Oh, so you are from the Murong clan of the ancient immortal clan of the Taichu ancestral land. No wonder Miss Yan'er is so aggressive. She is really... so powerful!"
After saying this, Ye Qinghan secretly sent a message to Ye Wutian.
"Sir, what a coincidence, isn't it? Regardless of whether you are from the Ye clan of the Taichu ancestral land, before I was reincarnated, I was a direct descendant of this clan!"
Ye Wutian's face twitched.
It's really a coincidence.
Zhen Xue then looked at Ye Qinghan and said in surprise.
"You are..."
Ye Qinghan smiled.
"I'm from the Ye clan you mentioned, and I do remember that my father had a lot of dealings with the patriarch of your Murong clan! And I also remember that the name of your Murong clan patriarch seems to be... Murong Changsheng?" As
soon as these words came out, except for Ye Wutan, the eyes of everyone else looking at Ye Qinghan changed.
I thought this was a maid of Ye Wutan.
So... she
's so famous?
Her father had a lot of dealings with the patriarch of the Murong clan?
Doesn't this mean that her father is also a patriarch?
Zhen Xue looked at Ye Qinghan with unbelievable eyes, because as far as she knew, the patriarch of the Ye clan in Taichu Zudi had only one daughter, and it was obvious that the woman standing next to Ye Wutan was that girl!
She is likely to be in charge of the entire Ye family in the Taichu Ancestral Land, but such a being, standing next to Ye Wutian, is actually like a maid. Then, Ye Wutian's identity and status in the Taichu Ancestral Land, isn't it...
like the existence of the Ye family's supreme elder?
This was completely beyond Zhen Xue's expectations.
Murong Yan'er was also in a state of being struck by lightning.
The matter was completely beyond her acceptance!
But at this time.
Bang!
The group of creatures of Haotian Mountain standing behind Murong Yan'er in the hall were all pale at this moment. Without exception, they were all extremely terrified and knelt on the ground.
They all seemed to be scared to pee. “Master Ye, Miss Ye, please forgive us.
We…we have the audacity to break into the Chu family mansion and disturb Master Ye and Miss Ye. We deserve to die, we deserve to die!” “But Master Ye, Miss Ye, please forgive us, please forgive us…” For a moment, these young “gods” who had been so high and mighty before no longer had any arrogance. They were like beasts on the ground encountering natural enemies in the sky. They were terrified to the extreme! Murong Yan’er looked at this scene in disbelief. The fingers holding the long sword had lost all color. Her voice was trembling. "How...how could this happen? How could this happen?" Although Murong Yan'er was arrogant, she was not a fool. She could understand that the woman standing next to Ye Wutan was already the only daughter of the patriarch of the Ye family in the Taichu ancestral land. She must be the future patriarch of the Ye family! Compared with this woman alone, she was already ashamed of herself. After all, looking at the entire Murong family, there were many descendants. Although she was a direct descendant, she was not the only daughter of her parents! What's more... this future patriarch of the Ye family in the Taichu ancestral land, standing next to Ye Wutan, was like a maid! How could this be compared? At this moment, Murong Yan'er was already extremely nervous, no longer the same as when she first arrived. Just at this moment, Ye Qinghan, as if on purpose, spoke to Luo Xuannv, who was standing behind Ye Wutian, massaging his shoulders and back. "Sister Luo, it's your turn to serve tea and water to Master Ye. It's my turn to massage his shoulders and back." Luo Xuannv's pretty face twitched. What happened to Ye Qinghan, that son of a bitch? Why was he suddenly so polite to me? Ye Wutian was even more arrogant. He could tell that Ye Qinghan was doing it on purpose, so he said calmly. "Massage my legs."