The butler looked at Ye Hao for a moment, and suddenly sneered.
"Are you the so-called Master Ye who is famous and has been attracted by money in the legend? "
"I've heard that in order to make money, you dare to increase the tuition fee of the National Shu Hall to 100,000!"
"And you also limit numbers! Limited people!"
"You do this just to want strange goods to be accustomed to you, and paper in Luoyang is expensive!"
"It's just that I want to constantly squeeze money by speculating on license plates!"
"A person like you, as a master of martial arts, does not want to benefit the people, and does not want to spread the light of martial arts throughout the world!"
"Instead, I have worked hard to make some money!"
"Bah, I look down on you!"
Speaking of this, the butler spat and then spoke fiercely.
"I tell you, do you know who my wife is?"
"My wife is a relative of Mr. Huang, the Golden Palace, the martial arts holy land!"
"If my wife had a few big and small big things in your National Martial Arts Hall, Mr. Huang would never let you go!"
When the three words "Golden Palace" were spoken, the audience was filled with a cold air and looked ugly.
Ye Hao said with great interest: "Is this awesome?"
"I have heard that the Golden Palace is a holy place for martial arts. Why do relatives from the Golden Palace have to come to me to find an instructor for their baby son?"
"Isn't this too much worthy of my little National Martial Arts Hall?"
"You know what's the matter! Did our money come from the strong wind?"
"Free instructors, no invitation is for nothing!"
The butler spoke subconsciously, then realized that he had lost his words and quickly shut up.
Ye Hao said lightly: "Okay, stop blowing."
"Tell me a thousand and tell me ten thousand. At most, you are relatives of the outer children of the Golden Palace!"
"Relying on the name of the Golden Palace, bullying men and women in Wucheng will take advantage of it!"
"But it's a pity that no matter what you are from, our National Wushu Hall will not spoil you!"
"Get out with your people!"
"In addition, I kindly remind her that if she doesn't find a soldier king to treat her in this situation, she will be ruined!"
Hearing Ye Hao point out the identities of these people and asking them to get out without any face, there was a burst of cheers coming from all around him.
After all, this group of people is too much, each of them is extremely mean and 25 million.
Those who don’t know think they are the lords of the Golden Palace.
"Bastard, you bastard!"
At this time, the mean woman on the ground finally took a breath.
Although she was still pale, she stumbled and crawled up at this moment, and then pointed at Ye Hao: "I tell you, you're done!"
"You actually dare to insult us and the Golden Palace!"
"From now on, you will not have to open the National Martial Arts Hall!"
"Yeah?"
Ye Hao spoke lightly.
"I'm so scared!"
"What? Are you going to let the people from the Golden Palace come to deal with me?"
"That's right!"
The mean woman snorted coldly, held her breath, and said domineeringly: "I'll give you one last chance!"
"Compare us 10 million, and let these three little bitches be free instructors to my baby son!"
"Otherwise, I want you to die ugly!"
Before he finished speaking, the mean woman spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
It’s obvious that she is in a bad state, but she is a bastard if she doesn’t take advantage of her!