Ye Beibiao was so frightened that his soul was about to leave his body. He was trembling and his mouth was about to curse but it closed in an instant.
He swung his hands hard and slapped himself in the face, with the sound of "pa pa" being endless.
After a while, bright red handprints appeared on his face, which looked shocking.
"Master Ye, Master Ye, I deserve death. I am blind and outspoken. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."
Ye Feiyun's face turned ashen at this time.
He naturally saw clearly that Ye Beibiao was a smooth and sophisticated guy who changed his attitude according to the situation.
Before I could do anything to him, he slapped my face so hard that it almost broke.
If he keeps smoking like this, I’m afraid he won’t even be able to speak clearly.
"Enough." Ye Feiyun said coldly.
When Ye Beibiao heard this, he immediately smiled.
"Master Ye, I...I...I really deserve to die. Please calm down."
Ye Beibiao crawled to Ye Feiyun's side and started to massage Ye Feiyun's shoulders and legs as he sat on the chair with his legs crossed.
"Master, if you have any instructions, please tell me. I will definitely do it for you."
How could Ye Beibiao not know what Ye Feiyun was thinking?
In the Ye Mansion, things like disaster relief going wrong or eating bad food were not considered a big deal.
As long as you can make the master in front of you happy, everything can be solved easily.
"Master Ye, which girl have you taken a fancy to? If you didn't tell me, I promise to get her into your house within three days."
Ye Beibiao flattered him desperately.
But unexpectedly, this time Ye Feiyun did not do as he expected, but just sneered.
"What are you talking about?" Ye Feiyun's tone was cold, catching Ye Beibiao off guard.
He blinked, not understanding what Ye Feiyun meant.
In the past, he was very favored in the Ye Mansion, otherwise he would not have been able to sit in this position.
But now, not only did Ye Feiyun show no signs of calming down, he even seemed to be planning to use him as a scapegoat, which made him feel a little abnormal.
Ye Beibiao looked at Ye Feiyun in front of him, wondering why he felt that this master was so unfamiliar.
He was feeling very nervous.
And Ye Beibiao was still pretending to be stupid.
Ye Feiyun's fury suddenly flared up. This bastard, he'd ordered him to open the Ye Mansion's granary for disaster relief, only to have him replace all the grain with stale rice mixed with sand and gravel. Ye Feiyun wasn't stupid; this tampering had increased the market price of rice by more than four times. It was obvious that all the profits had gone into Ye Beibiao's pocket.
Ye Feiyun snorted coldly: "Let me ask you, what happened to the grain in this granary? Why did it all turn into stale rice?"
Ye Feiyun looked at the group of refugees who were staring at him with eager eyes, wishing they could tear him into pieces. He felt mixed emotions and his tone became cold, with a hint of murderous intent.
Ye Beibiao's face turned dark. He didn't expect Ye Feiyun to point it out so directly.
He scratched his head, and while speaking, he bent down and lowered his voice to Ye Feiyun's ear. Unexpectedly, Ye Feiyun suddenly snorted coldly: "Pull it away!"
Ye Ding, who had been waiting nearby for a long time, immediately swung his arm and pulled the bewildered Ye Beibiao four or five feet away.
Ye Ding said coldly, "I'm telling you, say it right here! If you take another step forward, I'll kill you!"
Ye Beibiao was so frightened that his legs were shaking. He knew Ye Ding's bad reputation. He was Young Master Ye's number one lackey, and he was ruthless when it came to beating people. When he said he wanted to cripple him, he was not joking.
Ye Beibiao didn't dare to say anything, and said tremblingly: "Master Ye, I am following your usual style. I am deducting the money and saving it for you to use in the future."
The more Ye Beibiao spoke, the less confident he became.
But when these words fell into Ye Feiyun's ears, they were like a death warrant.
Ye Feiyun sneered in his heart. This bastard still wanted to fool him at this time.
He remembered that this guy always used his name to embezzle money and withhold food and money, and said that he did it to pick up girls.
But according to the original owner's memory, all the money went into Ye Beibiao's own pocket, and not a penny fell into Ye Feiyun's hands.
He gets all the good things, but only he has to bear the bad reputation.
Only the original owner's foolish personality could be fooled by this bastard. But the current Ye Feiyun would not fall for his tricks.
"Huh, you're still telling me this now."
Ye Feiyun waved his hand as he spoke.
Ye Ding immediately understood what he meant, and his joints in his hands crackled, and he approached Ye Beibiao step by step with a very cold smile.
Ye Beibiao looked bewildered, shaking his head from side to side, completely confused as to what was about to happen. "Master... Master Ye, what are you doing?"
Everyone present stared with wide eyes, completely unaware of what Ye Feiyun was up to.
In the stone table shed of Prince Mu's mansion under the weedy house in the distance, Mu Fenfang and her maid also widened their eyes, looking confused.
Then, Ye Feiyun gave an order: "Come, let our Ye Mansion's chief steward relax his muscles. I want to see where all the food has gone." "Okay, young master, please watch."
At Ye Ding's command, he picked up Ye Beibiao like a chicken and held him high.
Ye Beibiao was so frightened that his soul was gone, his hands and feet flailing in the air. "What are you doing? Master Ye! Master Ye! Stop it!"
"Master Ye, please first sort out the food issue. I really don't know, Master Ye! I've already given you the money!"
When Ye Beibiao said this, Ye Feiyun felt a chill in his heart.
Damn, this bastard is now throwing dirty water on himself.
"It's useless!" Ye Ding snorted coldly, grabbed one of Ye Beibiao's arms and twisted it hard.
A crisp "crack" sound spread all around. "Snap," Ye Beibiao's features twisted in pain, he clutched his arm, and lay on the ground, shaking constantly. Sweat dripped down his face like beads, and his face turned pale.
The severe pain in his arm made it difficult for him to speak clearly. "Master... Master, I really didn't lie to you!"
"Go on!" Ye Feiyun snorted again.
Ye Ding stopped talking and stepped on Ye Beibiao's joints. A crackling sound came from Ye Beibiao's hand joints.
After a moment, Ye Beibiao begged for mercy: "Master Ye, I really don't know what you want to do!"
Ye Feiyun's expression grew colder, and he continued to coldly order: "Go on! I want to see when he will tell the truth."
Ye Ding no longer showed mercy and crushed Ye Beibiao unilaterally like a storm.
Before half an incense stick of time had passed, Ye Beibiao's cries for his parents spread across the sky, piercing the pitch-black night.
The refugees watching nearby were horrified. "Holy crap! I've always heard that Ye Feiyun is ruthless, but I didn't expect him to be this cruel to his own people. His methods are so brutal that they break anyone's heart and bring them to tears."
However, when they thought that the person being tortured was the wicked bastard who withheld their disaster relief food, they couldn't help but feel happy, and some even wanted to applaud.
It's so fucking satisfying!
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