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Chapter 81 I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore

"sit down."

Ye Yang smiled calmly and greeted Ye Wencheng.

"Brother Yang, your Qiankun bag is like a treasure chest, it has everything."

Seeing this, Ye Wencheng's eyes flashed, he sat down with a look of joy, and then called the waiter to prepare the food.

"This kid's Qiankun bag even stores tableware. He's really weird..."

Looking at this scene, the direct descendants of the Ye family in the dining room suddenly looked stunned.

Even the young people with outside influence found it a bit unbelievable.

You must know that the items stored in a martial artist's Qiankun bag are usually cultivation-related resources and relatively valuable wealth items. Who would bring these useless things to occupy space?

"He is indeed a strange person, hard to fathom."

Tang Jinyao, who had been paying attention secretly, slowly raised a smile, and there was no trace of ridicule in his words.

He originally thought that Ye Yang would lose his temper with those Ye family children, but the result was not the same. Instead, he made a dining table to resolve the embarrassing situation just now.

"Because I can't even participate in the clan competition, you can't even hope to eat today's meal!"

Ye Baorong's eyes darkened, his heart was full of resentment, and he was obviously still brooding over the last time he was injured by Ye Yang.

Immediately, he stood up with crutches and walked around to the table where Ye Yang was sitting, as if on purpose. When a servant came over with dishes, he tripped him over with the crutches in his hand.

"ah!"

The servant screamed in fright, and his body fell at the right angle to Ye Yang's table, overwhelming the entire table, and all the dishes on it fell to the floor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. It's difficult for me to walk, so you can't eat right now."

Ye Baorong pretended to be stunned for a moment, and then said with a sinister smile.

Anyone with a discerning eye would know that he did this kind of poor acting on purpose.

Ye Wencheng was holding a bowl of rice, his fat face full of anger, but he finally endured it.

"Are you OK?"

Just when everyone wanted to see Ye Yang's reaction, they saw that the latter did not get angry on the spot, but instead reached out to help the servant who fell.

"I...I'm fine, thank you, Master Ye Yang."

The servant was stunned for a moment. He thought he would be scolded, but he actually received Ye Yang's caring greetings. He suddenly felt warm in his heart.

The other servants who saw this scene also had some feelings in their hearts.

Low-level servants like them have always been treated like cattle and horses by the young masters of the family, and they have never treated them seriously.

However, Ye Yang's actions at this moment undoubtedly touched the most vulnerable side of many servants' hearts.

The previous prejudices against those who separated their families and did not participate in the family competition were all instantly eliminated.

At that moment, several servants came quickly, moved the table, cleared away the messy food, and some even started to prepare dishes and planned to bring them over again.

"You guys, stop being busy and hurry up and get me some more side dishes."

Seeing this, Ye Baorong became even more jealous and ordered the three servants who were helping to clear the table.

"Master Baorong, please wait a moment. We will make arrangements for you after we finish these things."

However, the servants were indifferent and continued to work for Ye Yang.

"You bastard, you dare to neglect my young master's affairs, you are looking for death!"

Ye Baorong became so angry that he raised his crutch and hit the nearest servant hard.

Ye Yang's eyes turned cold, and a powerful wave of energy surged out of his right hand, which directly shook the cane away.

Then his whole body rushed out like a cheetah.

Seeing this, Ye Baorong's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"You...what are you going to do?!"

Before Ye Baorong could react, Ye Yang grabbed his neck with one hand.

With just one arm, Ye Baorong was lifted up.

"You...ah, ah..."

Ye Baorong's throat was tightly grasped by iron-like hands. He could not make a sound at this moment, and his eyes were full of panic.

In this fearful mood, he didn't even dare to activate the martial spirit in his body.

Otherwise, the hand grabbing the neck can break the throat at any time.

Many of the Ye family disciples around were also stunned, not expecting that Ye Yang would suddenly take action.

"Ye Yang, let Ye Baorong go quickly!"

Ye Han, Ye Hong, and Ye Lingfeng were shocked, and they all stood up at the same time and shouted coldly.

Ye Yang completely ignored this.

His calm eyes suddenly became sharp, and a fierce aura erupted from him, mixed with a trace of murderous intent, shocking everyone.

"You'd better not provoke me again in the future, otherwise you will die an ugly death."

Facing Ye Yang's cold beast-like eyes and the terrifying murderous aura that filled his body, Ye Baorong was so frightened that he had never felt that death would be so close to him.

"I...I don't dare to do it anymore, please forgive me."

Ye Baorong's face was horrified, and he felt that he could be killed at any time, and his bullying and fearing side was fully revealed.

"How brave you are to make trouble in the cafeteria!"

Ye Hong's eyes turned violent, and he rushed out immediately, heading straight for Ye Yang.

"roll."

Ye Yang waved his arm, and Ye Baorong's body was immediately thrown out like a sandbag, hitting the direction in which Ye Hong was running.

The pupils in Ye Hong's eyes shrank slightly, and his hands were surging with violent energy fluctuations. If it had been anything else, it would have been smashed to pieces by his palm on the spot.

But facing his brother, he couldn't do anything and hurriedly caught Ye Baorong's body.

At the sudden scene, everyone finally recovered from their shock, and everyone stood up, with no intention of continuing to eat.

"If you don't take action, it's enough. If you do, it will be shocking. This guy's temperament is indeed the same as what Uncle Qin Ge said."

A trace of surprise flashed in Tang Jinyao's eyes, as if his previous suspicions about Ye Yang had been gradually verified.

"Ye Yang, don't you think you have gone too far?"

Ye Han frowned slightly and said coldly: "There are guests here tonight."

Ye Yang looked at each other indifferently, and sneered noncommittally: "You said I was going too far, then why did you sit idly by and ignore him when he was targeting me just now?"

"Now you are standing up to question me, don't you think you are ridiculous?!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant silence in the venue.

Many Ye family disciples stared at Ye Yang in disbelief.

I originally thought that this branch family must be afraid of Ye Han because they did not participate in the clan competition today.

However, the attitude at this moment seems to be different from what they imagined.

He is still so unruly and unruly, and he still shows no fear in the face of Ye Han!

"Boy, don't think that I won't dare touch you if there are guests here tonight!"

Ye Han's expression suddenly turned gloomy to the extreme. His fists were clenched tightly, and his joints made a crackling sound.

There was uncontrollable anger in his eyes, and it was obvious that his patience with Ye Yang had reached its limit!


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