C82 First Time Meeting Yang Xueqing

"What's wrong? Am I going too far? How am I going too far? I'm not going as far as you people, am I? "

Ye Feng turned around, raised his head and looked at Han Yi An, and said coldly," Regarding today's matter, don't treat me, Ye Feng, as a fool! Today, this Han Zongbiao will die! Otherwise, this will not end! "

"You... are courting death!" Han Yian raged, and a powerful Qi burst out from his body.

"Cough cough!"

The City Lord, who had been silent all this while, coughed lightly. He then picked up the teacup on the table and took a small sip. His expression was extremely relaxed.

"Chief, I beg of you, save me!"

Seeing such an attitude, Han Zongbiao's expression also changed. He immediately knelt down and begged Han Yian, "Chief, you can't blame me for this today..."

"I can't blame you?" Ye Feng looked at Han Zongbiao coldly and said, "You caught me and my brother indiscriminately. I thought you would enforce the law impartially. But you colluded with that thief. He actually wanted to torture me in the interrogation room and force me to confess! Can you say that you can't be blamed for this? "

" Bastard, is what Young Master Ye said true? " Han Yi'an stared at Han Zongbiao coldly.

"Chief, I, I..."

Facing Han Yi An's oppressive aura, Han Zongbiao was speechless for a moment.

"Bastard, as a law-enforcer, you dare to ignore the rules and communicate with a thief. You deserve to die!"

Han Yi An struck out his palm, instantly killing Han Zongbiao.

"Young Master Ye, you should be satisfied now, right?"

Han Yi An gritted his teeth and said to Ye Feng in a flat tone.

"There is another person who was caught with me, a thief. He must die too! Also, return our things to me!"

Ye Feng looked at Han Yi An and said coldly.

"Someone, bring that thief and Young Master Ye's belongings here!"

Han Yi'an gritted his teeth and shouted at the trembling guards in the hall.

"Yes!"

The guards immediately turned around and ran out. They did not expect that today's matter would develop to such an extent.

Very quickly, the thief was caught.

"City Lord, you have to help me make the decision..."

When the thief saw Han Yi An, he immediately knelt down and cried.

"Help you seek justice? Who will make the decision for me?"

Ye Feng slowly walked in front of the thief and said with a cold expression.

The thief looked at Ye Feng and then at Han Zongbiao, who was lying on the ground. As if he had understood something, he immediately kowtowed to Ye Feng and said, "Young master, I was blind to not recognize Mount Tai and offended you. Please forgive me!"

"Humph, it's too late to admit your mistake now!" Ye Feng coldly snorted and waved the long blade in his hand.

"Chi!"

A stream of blood splashed out. The thief immediately covered his throat with both of his eyes wide open. In the end, he unwillingly fell to the ground.

"Young Master Ye, this is yours!"

One! One of the guards took two money pouches and walked in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng picked up the money pouch and casually swung the long blade in his hand. The long blade flew over ten meters and stabbed into a pillar. The handle of the knife was still trembling.

Ye Feng walked to Qin Le, bent over, and picked him up. He slowly walked out of the hall.

The city lord put down the teacup and said to Han Yi An in a flat tone, "Thank you for your cooperation, Steward Han."

At this moment, Han Yian's face was solemn, and he maintained a smile on his face. "City Lord is being too serious. It was all my subordinates who were reckless and caught him without any reason!"

"Hahaha, General Manager Han is indeed a reasonable person. I still have some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first!"

The City Lord smiled faintly, then stood up and followed Ye Feng's footsteps.

"Farewell, city lord!" Han Yian bowed slightly to the city lord.

"Young Master Ye, please wait!"

The City Lord who had just come out of the main hall of the Prefecture shouted to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng slowly turned around and looked at the white-haired old man. He asked in a plain tone, "Uncle, do we know each other?"

Hearing the name of uncle, the City Lord frowned slightly and said in a flat tone, "I don't know him."

"Don't know each other?" Ye Feng was stunned for a moment. "Then why do I feel that you look familiar? It's as if I've seen you somewhere before!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I've never seen you before!" The old man replied faintly, "Come with me!"

"Since we don't know each other, why should I go with you?"

Ye Feng smiled modestly and said to the city lord, "Thank you for your help. Otherwise, I would have to stay in that cell for a few days. My brother is still injured, so I won't go with you!"

Looking at Ye Feng's indifferent smile, the city lord was a little curious in his heart. Originally, he didn't understand why the people of Yang family would let him bail this young man out. But now that he saw it, there was something extraordinary about it.

Just from the calm and composed manner in the main hall, and the way he killed without blinking his eyes, as well as the calm and composed manner after he came out, and his carefree and joking personality... Such a young man definitely had an extraordinary bearing, much stronger than those of the same age.

Putting away the contempt in his heart, the City Lord chuckled and said, "Young Master Ye, there's no need to thank me. I believe that with your intelligence, you can already tell that I was entrusted by someone else. The person you want to thank is right in front of you."

Following the direction the City Lord pointed, Ye Feng suddenly saw a luxurious carriage parked at the edge of the bustling street.

Ye Feng only glanced at it and immediately became interested. Although that carriage was very beautiful and luxurious, an old man who was dressed very carefully stood there quietly. This old man's breath was long and long. One look and one could tell that he was a super expert.

However, the most attractive thing was still the animal pulling the carriage. It looked like a horse but not a horse. It looked like a donkey, but not a donkey. There was a golden horn on its head, and the mane on its neck was blue. It flickered with a dream-like glow as its four hooves stepped forward, and four clusters of faint flames burned. He looked extremely tired.

"What is that?" Ye Feng couldn't help but ask the City Lord.

"This is the Flaming Donkey Horse!"

The City Lord smiled and looked at Ye Feng. "This beast is a Tier 4 profound beast. It can fly in the air. Its speed is slightly faster than an ordinary Dragon Realm Ninth Transformation Realm expert flying at full speed!"

"Who is the person inside?" Ye Feng's face darkened slightly. He pondered for a moment in his mind. There did not seem to be such a person among the people he knew.

"Haha, Young Master Ye, you can see it with one look!" The city lord smiled faintly.

Ye Feng nodded, then carried Qin Le and walked towards the carriage. He also wanted to know who had come to bail him out.

"Young Master Ye, your brother is covered in injuries right now. If you trust me, hand him over to me for treatment!"

Seeing Ye Feng's action, the city lord frowned slightly.

Ye Feng turned around and glanced at the City Lord. After that, he nodded and said, "Then I'll have to trouble senior with this!"

"You're too polite, Young Master Ye. It was just a small effort from me!"

The old man smiled. Under his signal, a middle-aged man walked forward and took Qin Le from Ye Feng's hand.

After handing Qin Le over to the middle-aged man. Ye Feng slowly moved to the side of the luxurious carriage.

"Hello, Young Master Ye. Please get on the carriage!" The coachman smiled at Ye Feng and opened the curtain.

When the curtain was lifted, Ye Feng first smelled a faint fragrance. He looked inside the carriage and his eyes were hard to look away. He smiled and said, "It's you?"

In the carriage covered with soft ferret fur, a beautiful woman wearing a light blue dress was sitting with her face as clear as water. She had a head full of hair. Her black hair was neatly tied up, and her exquisite and beautiful face revealed a sense of aloofness and aloofness at the same time. She was so beautiful that it caused one's heart to tremble.

This girl was precisely the blue-clothed beauty, Yang Xueqing, whom Ye Feng and the others had met at the First-Grade Building that day.

This result made Ye Feng very surprised. No matter how he thought about it, he would never have thought that the person who bailed him out was her.

Yang Xueqing did not even look at Ye Feng and lightly said, "Get in the car!"

"Beauty, there is no need to get in the car, right? If you have anything to say, just say it here!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly. To be honest, although he was known to be colorless and dissolute, he did not like this girl's cold expression.

Hearing this, Yang Xueqing slightly raised her head and stared at Ye Feng's face. She was a little surprised in her heart. She, Yang Xueqing, thought that her looks were not bad and had seen excellent men. There were also many of them, even those peerlessly talented men. It was unknown how many people wanted to get close to him. However, the young man in front of him didn't seem to want to get close to him.

After looking for a while, Yang Xueqing gently opened her red lips and lightly said, "I am Yang Xiaofan's aunt. He wants to see you!"

Ye Feng stared at Yang Xueqing's beautiful face and smiled. "So it is him. I did not expect that kid to have such a beautiful aunt!"

Ye Feng said and immediately got on the carriage.

After getting on the carriage, Ye Feng sat at the entrance of the carriage and closed his eyes to cultivate.

When Yang Xueqing saw Ye Feng's action, she slightly frowned. She originally thought that Ye Feng would keep talking to her, wanting to please her, but this sixteen year old youth in front of her actually treated her as air?

"Giddy-up!"

After Ye Feng left, the coachman immediately drove the carriage towards the west side of the city.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the carriage that Ye Feng rode stopped in front of a huge mansion.

"Miss, we have arrived!" The driver's respectful voice came from outside.

"Get out of the car!" Yang Xueqing said to Ye Feng, who was training with his eyes closed.

"Okay," Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and nodded at Yang Xueqing. He got off the carriage.

Yang Xueqing followed Ye Feng out of the carriage.