"Why are you saying half a sentence, you girl? What did my wife say?" Ye Qing asked dissatisfied.
"You are a person who feels good about yourself!" Hang Yibei said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Ye Qing asked confused.
"It can be summed up in two words, well... narcissism!" Hang Yibei said funny.
But is it really Ye Qing who is narcissistic?
Obviously, Hang Yibei deliberately used a joke to resolve the embarrassment she just felt. In fact, Ye Qing really guessed what she was thinking.
Although she has the idea of not finding a man for the rest of her life, she is a normal woman after all. Why wouldn't a normal woman not want to find a man for herself?
As Ye Qing was the only man she could find, she naturally wanted to test whether the young master had a crush on her, so she asked the question just now.
Although she didn't find out whether Ye Qing had any affection for her, at least he approved of her appearance, which made her very satisfied.
"Uh!" Ye Qing rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You dare to tease me, are you looking for a beating?"
"Haha... The people below us dare to tease you, young master, and it's not because of your connivance?" Hang Yibei asked with a smile.
"Okay! If you say I condone it, then I condone it, right?" Ye Qing said helplessly.
In fact, this is exactly the case. Who told him to ask the people below to be casual in front of him?
Hmm... In front of these subordinates, he didn't want to act aloof, but it would be more comfortable for him to be angry.
This kind of personality can make him get along with the people below, but it will also destroy his majesty as a young master.
Of course, Ye Qing developed this kind of character because he lived on Lingshan Mountain since he was a child and only faced one smelly old man every day.
He had no playmates since he was a child, and he really hoped to have some friends, so he used the friend mode to get along with Hang Yibei and the others.
Hang Yibei said with a serious face: "But young master, although it is a good thing for us subordinates to get together, I still recommend that you don't use this method. You are the young master of Yinwu Sect, and your dignity is also very important.
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"Yes!" Ye Qing nodded slightly. He also knew that what Hang Yibei said was true. Majesty is indeed very important.
Hang Yibei suddenly sat upright and said to Ye Qing: "The waiter is here!"
Although the two of them were joking, even the joke involved the Yinwu Sect, so they couldn't tell it in front of outsiders.
"I saw it!" Ye Qing responded with narrowed eyes.
As he spoke, the waiter had already walked to their table, holding a tray with a bowl of soup on it.
The waiter stood in front of the table and said respectfully: "You two, your winter melon braised pork ribs are ready."
As he spoke, the waiter put the soup on Ye Qing's table.
However, at this moment, Ye Qing suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the tray under the waiter's hand from top to bottom.
In an instant, the soup overflowed and splashed on the waiter's face.
"ah!"
Amid the screams, the hot soup instantly burned a layer of skin off the waiter's face.
At this moment, Hang Yibei's expression changed drastically.
Logically speaking, if Ye Qing suddenly takes action, even if it is just to deal with an innocent person, she shouldn't have such an expression!
But in fact, Hang Yibei's face is really ugly. Why is this?
And the reason for her ugly face is obviously not because of Ye Qing, but naturally it is the waiter, because under normal circumstances, when a person's skin is burned, the color should be red, but this waiter, except when he was first burned, was
The red exterior soon turned green.
"Is the soup poisonous?" Hang Yibei exclaimed.
"There's no poison in the soup!" Ye Qing curled his lips and said.
"If it wasn't poisonous, how could this happen?" Hang Yibei asked with a puzzled look.
"There is no poison in the soup, but there is poison in the soup bowl!" Ye Qing said with a shrug.
"In the bowl?" Hang Yibei still looked confused.
Ye Qing explained with a smile: "This soup bowl is specially made. It has two layers. The upper layer is indeed filled with soup, and the lower layer is filled with poison. At the beginning, the poison will not seep into it.
It comes from the top layer, so it is not poisonous at all, but within a few minutes, the poison below will automatically seep to the top, and then the soup will be poisonous. As you can imagine, if we drink the soup, the consequences will be the same as this
Like an asshole."
After Hang Yibei heard Ye Qing's words, she instinctively turned her head and glanced at the waiter who was already rolling on the ground. In an instant, she had the urge to vomit, because she could clearly see that the waiter's face was decaying rapidly.
Hang Yibei turned her head hurriedly, really not wanting to take another look at the waiter.
"What kind of poison is this? Is it so toxic?" Hang Yibei asked with a frown.
"This is poison extracted from a giant venomous spider in the rainforest of Southeast Asia." Ye Qing explained.
"Who among the ten brothers of the Blood Hall is this guy?" Hang Yibei asked thoughtfully.
It stands to reason that Hang Yibei has seen the photos of the ten brothers of the Blood Hall, but the guy dressed as a waiter has changed beyond recognition, and Hang Yibei can't tell who he is.
"I think he is just a person under the Blood Hall, not one of the ten brothers of the Blood Hall." Ye Qing shook his head and said.
"Not the ten brothers of the Blood Hall? What about the remaining four of the ten brothers? Where are they hiding?" Hang Yibei asked with a frown.
However, she did not wait for Ye Qing's answer, because Ye Qing had already curled his lips and said loudly to the restaurant hall: "You are already here, what do you mean by shrinking in the crowd? You guys have come all the way.
Are they coming from North America to build our city just to be a fool?"
Obviously, something happened to the waiter, so the diners naturally stood up and even gathered around to watch this guy, pointing and pointing.
It is said that Chinese people love to watch the excitement, and this is really not true at all!
"Are they in the crowd?" Hang Yibei glanced at the crowd of people watching a few meters away and asked thoughtfully.
As soon as she finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a silver-gray suit had already walked out of the crowd of onlookers.
Seeing this middle-aged man, Hang Yibei shouted softly: "Blood kill!"
As Hua Xianshan's chief assistant, Hang Yibei had naturally seen the photos of Blood Killing, so she recognized the eldest among the ten brothers and sisters of Blood Hall at a glance.
At this moment, three more guys appeared from around the crowd, surrounding Ye Qing and Hang Yibei.
You don't need to think about it to know that these three people are also three of the ten brothers and sisters of the Blood Hall. With the blood killing, the last four living among the ten brothers and sisters have also arrived.