"Don't be impatient. There are plenty of opportunities to deal with him. Just wait." Mu Junsheng slammed his fist on the table again with a crisp sound.
The sound of Mu Junsheng gritting his teeth could be heard in the room.
Long Aotian and Mu Junsheng looked at each other, their eyes were cold, as if revealing a faint murderous intent.
The flames flickered and flickered on the faces of the two men, making them look particularly ferocious.
At this time, Ye Feiyun strode out of Yihongyuan in a hurry.
Outside the Yihong Courtyard, a neat row of well-trained servants in black, with piercing eyes, stood on both sides of the road, looking intimidating.
Yihong Courtyard was already in a mess. When Mu Junsheng ordered people to take action just now, no one dared to stop him.
Tables, chairs, benches, spoons and bowls were smashed to pieces.
The customers who had come here earlier and were having a great time have now left in a clean slate.
Only the girls who were so frightened that they were shaking and pale huddled in the corner, not daring to say a word.
Ye Feiyun walked out, stepped over the bluestone steps, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the three large characters "Yihongyuan" written in a flamboyant style above his head with a cold gaze.
There was a firelight in the room next to the signboard. Through the scattered windows, one could even see two vague figures. It was the room where Mu Junsheng and Ye Feiyun had talked before.
Through the paper window that was as thin as sandpaper, the two people's eyes seemed to meet vaguely, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Ye Feiyun looked at him for a long while, then said coldly, "Let's go!"
Ye Feiyun turned around with big strides, jumped onto the horse directly, and sat on the tall horse with light movements.
Ye Ding and Batian hurried forward, one pulling the reins and the other holding a torch to lead the way.
At this moment, "Master Ye, please slow down! Master Ye."
Wang Po's plump body stumbled out, the fat on her face trembling, and her steps staggering.
"What's wrong?" Ye Feiyun glanced over with a unfriendly look.
When Wang Hu was being beaten just now, Wang Po watched coldly from the side. Didn’t she know that Wang Hu was her brother?
Just watch the other party get beaten on their own turf?
Even if we put aside their friendship, Wang Hu and Ye Feiyun have spent a lot of money in Yihongyuan over the years, but Wang Po turned a blind eye to it, which made Ye Feiyun feel unhappy.
Seeing Wang Po rushing out like this, Ye Feiyun's tone was naturally unfriendly.
"Master Ye Ye, can you compensate me for that silver?" Wang Po staggered and said in an embarrassed tone.
"Compensation in silver?" Ye Feiyun, who was sitting on a tall horse, narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Po's chubby face, feeling vaguely funny.
"What do you mean?" Ye Feiyun half-closed his eyes, supported his thigh with his hands, and looked at Wang Po with his chin supported.
Wang Po felt Ye Feiyun's gaze, her neck shrank, and her heart skipped a beat.
But when she thought of the tables, chairs and benches that had just been smashed, she couldn't help feeling a pang of pain in her heart, and immediately said awkwardly: "Master Ye Ye, Master Wang Hu was fighting here just now and smashed a lot of pots and pans. Do you think you can give me..." Wang Po's words were very obvious. She wanted Ye Feiyun to be responsible for compensating for the losses of Yihongyuan.
"Hahaha..." Ye Feiyun actually laughed out loud, his smile was hearty.
He felt that Wang Po was a little confused about the current situation?
Just now, Wang Hu was beaten in Yihongyuan and was seriously injured. He was sent to Ye Mansion for treatment.
It’s still unclear what the situation is. How dare this Wang Po ask him for money with such a shameless face?
It’s a good thing that Ye Feiyun didn’t send anyone to destroy Yihongyuan.
With a "snap", Ye Feiyun whipped the bluestone slab on the ground without saying a word. A sharp sound was heard, which scared everyone and made them look sideways.
Wang Po took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground, with a look of horror on her face.
"Master Ye, what are you doing?"
Ye Feiyun did not answer her. Instead, he glanced coldly at the messy Yihong Courtyard and said coldly, "Pass on my order. Anyone who dares to come to Yihong Courtyard again will have his legs broken!
Anyone from the Ye Mansion who dares to step through this door, I'll make him pay!" Ye Feiyun raised his whip and cursed in the air.
"yes!"
Ye Ding immediately responded in a hoarse voice.
The Ye family servants who were lined up in an orderly manner in the number of forty or fifty immediately responded in unison, and the shouts resounded in the street like a tsunami.
It is extremely eye-catching in the dark night.
Wang Po's face was extremely ugly.
Not only did he fail to get the money back, but now Ye Feiyun has given him a death order.
From now on, who would dare to come to her Yihongyuan?
Although Yihongyuan has no shortage of dignitaries and nobles as guests, Young Master Wang Hu and Ye Feiyun are the main guests of Yihongyuan.
At this moment, Wang Po was so regretful that she wanted to slap herself. If she had known that she shouldn't have said such words, she would never have said such words.
"Let's go!" Ye Feiyun didn't even look at Wang Po again. He just raised his whip and squeezed his legs against the horse's belly.
The big chestnut horse immediately kicked its hooves, snorted, and then took the lead in walking towards the distant road with the sound of footsteps.
A group of pedestrians holding torches immediately followed quickly.
When Batian and Ye Ding passed by Wang Po who was sitting on the ground, their expressions were cold, and their tiger eyes snorted as if as a warning, which scared Wang Po so much that she shivered again.
Then, everyone passed by Wang Po as if no one was around, as if they didn't see her.
As the group walked further and further away, they soon disappeared into the distant streets.
The bright flames also disappeared.
Wang Po fell to the ground, glanced at the crowd watching the excitement and gloating, and immediately slapped her thigh and flapped her hands and feet.
"What a sin!" along the way.
Ye Feiyun rode on a tall horse, and the group hurriedly traveled through the streets of the capital, heading towards the Ye Mansion in the prosperous area of the capital.
Along the way, Ye Ding, holding a torch, drove away passers-by, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Who dares to block the way of the Ye family!" Ye Ding's rough voice rang out, and the people on the side heard his words and immediately got out of the way, for fear of angering Ye Feiyun.
Everyone knew that the person riding on that tall horse was none other than Ye Feiyun, the most famous imperial consort of the capital.
Putting aside his identity as the son-in-law of the emperor, Ye Feiyun's title as the son of Ye Dashan, the only son of the Minister of Revenue, is enough to make him look superior to others.
In the capital, who is so foolish as to dare to stroke a tiger's beard?
Although it was curfew at this time, there were still a few pedestrians on the street.
"Ye Ding." Ye Feiyun, who was riding on a tall horse, shouted.
Ye Ding turned his head and immediately looked respectful.
"Master Ye, what's wrong?"
Ye Feiyun frowned and said casually, "When you walk on the road in the future, you can't disperse the people like this, do you understand?" Ye Feiyun gave the order casually.
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