antly.These people were wearing high-tech bulletproof vests, but these things couldn't defend against lightning. The powerful force of the lightning instantly struck them, reducing them to nothingness...Zhao Huying's cultivation was truly formidable, her body emanating a palpable aura of murderous intent. The air around her seemed to drop several dozen degrees instantly.

Everyone's hair stood on end, and an overwhelming sense of fear arose in their hearts.

"It's over, this young man is finished, he's dead for sure!"

This is the common sentiment of everyone present.

Zhao Lin was ecstatic. His great uncle was still as forceful as ever, it seemed revenge was within reach.

He pointed a finger at Ye Bufan and said, "Uncle, it's this boy."

At this moment, Zhao Huiying also walked forward, parting the crowd and saw Ye Bufan sitting there, calmly sipping tea. Her expression changed instantly.

"It's…it's Ye Yixian!"

He was truly beyond expectations. The imperial city was so large, with so many people coming and going. How could his incompetent nephew have gotten on the wrong side of someone

Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "Head Steward, I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

Zhao Lin still hadn't figured out what was going on. Gritting his teeth again, he shouted: "Uncle, it was this kid who beat us up."

Ye Bufan didn't deny it either, and chuckled: "That's right, I did it."

"Holy crap, is this guy an idiot He's still laughing at this time..."

"The ignorant are fearless, this guy is an outsider and doesn't know how powerful the manager is..."

"Admitting it, I think this guy is done for..."

A buzz filled the air as people whispered to each other, their eyes fixed on Ye Bufan with a mixture of amusement and schadenfreude.

In their eyes, this guy was probably going to be slapped to death by the head butler next.

To everyone's surprise, Zhao Huying, who had just been radiating a menacing aura, suddenly changed her expression. A radiant smile bloomed on her face, and the killing intent vanished without a trace.

Then, softly from his mouth came three words: "Well fought. This incompetent thing deserved it!"

"Uh…"

A gasp of shock rippled through the crowd as their eyes widened in disbelief. This outcome had been completely unexpected, no one had predicted such a result.

Wasn't the head steward just moments ago radiating murderous intent Wasn't he seething with rage Didn't he intend to avenge his nephew

In the blink of an eye, it became "played well." What the heck is going on

The dandy, who had originally intended to show off his prowess, immediately deflated like a punctured balloon upon hearing this and retreated.

Zhaolin's face was full of disbelief. Was this still the grandfather who used to spoil him rotten

How can you not seek revenge for yourself, but start saying it's good

"Uncle, didn't you get it wrong..."

He wanted to say something else, but before he could finish his sentence, Zhao Huying slapped him hard across the face.

"You worthless piece of trash, shut your mouth!"

He slapped Zhao Lin to the ground and turned back with a smile, saying: “Doctor Ye, you can do whatever you want to this incompetent nephew of mine. Even if you kill me, I wouldn’t bat an eyelid.”

Zhao Lingang scrambled to his feet, but upon hearing these words, he collapsed back down onto the ground with a thud.

"Uncle, I'm your nephew! You can't do this to me. I'm the only child of the Zhao family! If you do this, I won't live!"

He pulled out his old ace in the hole, no matter how much trouble he got into, once he was in a life-or-death situation, his family would immediately come out to smooth things over.

After all, people's thinking is still very conservative now. By the time it reached their generation of the Zhao family, there was only him left as the last descendant.

Among them, Zhao Huiying was even more so. The less she had a son, the more she cared about the Zhao family's lineage and succession, not wanting to become a sinner of the Zhao family.

But what he didn't expect was that this time, his trump card actually failed.

"If you want to die, go die!"

Zhao Huying didn't hesitate, and slapped her again with the back of her hand.

"Good for nothing, all you do is waste your days with wine and women, causing trouble. What use are you"

"I..."

Now Zhao Lin was completely dumbfounded, not understanding what had happened at all.

My uncle's temper today was as quick as a flipping book. He'd never laid a finger on me before, but today he hit me hard.

He wasn't stupid, he knew the problem lay with the young man before him. But who was this person How could they make the royal chief steward so fearful

Others were just as confused, looking at each other in bewilderment.

The Grand Steward didn't attack the other party, but instead attacked his own nephew.

Could it be that Zhao Lin was at fault first But that's impossible, when did the Zhao family become so reasonable

Zhao Huiying turned back, her face full of apology: "Doctor Ye, I'm sorry. My family has encountered such an unfilial son, causing you embarrassment!"

After finishing his words, he beckoned Zhao Lin over with a hand gesture: "Kneel down and apologize to Doctor Ye!"

"I..."

Zhao Lin was full of resistance, but when this uncle got angry, she dared not disobey him at all. Besides, all her previous tactics had failed.

Helplessly, he could only kneel on the ground: "I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

"Alright, these are all just matters between the younger generation. I won't dwell on it."

Since Zhao Huying was so generous with her face, Ye Bufan didn't want to say any more. He waved his hand directly and signaled that he no longer held a grudge.

Zhao Lin, however, was filled with a heavy sense of despair. In the past, he had always been the one stepping on others, but today, he had been ruthlessly trampled underfoot himself.

The dignified Young Master Zhao had just knelt for a long time, and now he has become someone's junior.

But he had no way out. Without the support of his family, a spoiled brat like him was nothing.

Others watched from afar, still clueless about what was happening. They didn't know who this young man was or where this "medical immortal" had come from

"Still, Dr. Ye is magnanimous."

Zhao Huiying smiled and bowed, then asked, "I wonder where this little beast has offended the Immortal Doctor"

If it were someone else, he definitely wouldn't give them so much face. But now that his own brother's eyes depend on the other party, things have to be done perfectly and the problem has to be solved thoroughly.

"It was these two guys who colluded to scam my brother's money..."

Jiang Fangzhou knew this kind of thing was inconvenient for Ye Bufan to talk about, so he stepped forward and recounted the entire incident from beginning to end. Finally, he said, "They got three crippled birds plus a forbidden spell, and they wanted to extort my older brother seventeen million high-grade spirit stones."

Zhaohuiying's expression instantly turned cold, and she looked back and asked, "Is that so"

Seeing his uncle's cold gaze, Zhao Lin immediately cowered and hurriedly pointed at the young man in fine clothes beside him. "It was him who told me to do this," he said, "He said we could make a lot of money this way."

"I..."

The son of a wealthy family never dreamed he would find himself in this situation. He opened his mouth to explain.

Before he could even finish his words, Zhao Huying's hand flashed with a cold light. Then, his head shot up high into the air.

The corpse thudded to the ground, a geyser of blood erupting from its body.

Everyone present was watching with their scalp tingling; this head steward really knew how to fight.

Zhao Lin was so scared that he trembled. In all these years, this was the first time he had seen his great-uncle get angry at someone from their own family.

Zhao Huying, as if she had done something trivial, reached out and took off his storage ring, holding it out to Ye Bufan with both hands.

"Doctor Ye, this little scoundrel has been very disrespectful. Consider this a small compensation. Please accept it with a smile!"t this moment, his face was pale and he was barely hanging on, clearly in extreme danger.A teenage girl of seventeen or eighteen stood by the bed, her eyes red and swollen from crying.After the old ho...