Even though he had expected this result before, when Feng Yuanshan said it himself, he still felt like he had been hit hard. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by something. The pain was so severe that even breathing became difficult.
For a moment, he still asked without giving up:
"Seriously...is there no hope at all? Mr. Feng, you are a second-grade alchemist!"
Feng Yuanshan stroked his beard and let out a long sigh.
"Elder Ye, let alone me, even if it's a third-grade alchemist, or even a fourth-grade alchemist, the answer is still the same. The person who did this is so precise that he leaves no hope at all!"
Yelu clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely hateful in his heart!
He knew that Ye Xiyue had the most vicious heart!
Feng Yuanshan glanced at him, looked at his expression, and swallowed the questions lingering in his throat.
The night heron looks really bad looking like this.
Dare to be so cruel to Ye Yaoting in Yejia, the identity of the other party must not be simple.
Moreover, a very important point is that no one from the Prime Minister's Mansion is here.
It stands to reason that since Ye Yaoting was so seriously injured, Chu Ninghao and others should be waiting here.
but no.
And when he came just now, as soon as he entered Ye's house, he felt that the atmosphere was a little unusual.
Now seeing Ye Yaoting like this, he secretly confirmed his guess.
I just don't know what happened...
Ye Heron took a deep breath and tried his best to make his voice sound calm.
"...I understand. No matter what, please try your best to treat Mr. Feng."
"It's natural."
Feng Yuanshan responded.
After saying that, he took a few steps forward and began to treat Ye Yaoting's injuries.
Ye Heron watched from behind, feeling his heart throbbing.
A deep resentment surged into his heart, almost swallowing him up.
Ye Xiyue...
This time, things are definitely not over!
...
The Ye family's side was in a mess, and the Chu family's side wasn't much better either.
A group of people returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion in silence.
Chu Xiao directly ordered everyone to go down separately, and only took Chu Ninghao back to the study.
Chu Ninghao followed into the study fearfully.
The door is closed.
Chu Xiao walked behind the desk, sat down, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.
He looked really tired.
Chu Ninghao stood a few steps in front of him, nervous and stiff.
The entire room was enveloped by the low pressure that spread from Chu Xiao's body, almost making people breathless.
Dead silence.
After a long time, Chu Ninghao finally couldn't hold himself back and spoke carefully:
"father--"
Chu Xiao moved for a moment, then opened his eyes, raised his hand to pick up a paperweight on the table, and smashed it towards Chu Ninghao!
Chu Ninghao was startled and quickly dodged, but his forehead was still rubbed and it hurt so much!
boom--!
The thing hit the wall behind him heavily, making a muffled sound.
Chu Ninghao was frightened.
He knew that his father was really angry!
"...idiot!"
Chu Xiao gritted his teeth, stared at him, and cursed angrily!
"The face of my Chu family has been completely disgraced by you today!"
Chu Ninghao has always been very favored, and in his memory, he has never been scolded like this.
He was also a little confused.
After reacting, he finally spoke tremblingly:
"Dad, my son knows his mistake!"
Chu Xiao still couldn't understand his hatred and smashed the inkstone at hand again.