"Although the person who came is a guest, but if you are presumptuous in the Ye Mansion, don't blame me for ignoring the feelings of the same clan!" Ye Qingchen shouted in a deep voice. If Ye Zhirong and the others abide by their duties, she will respectfully call her grandfather. But the current situation is that these people are not good, the wolf is ambitious, and she doesn't care about her feelings at all, so she doesn't need to be polite.

"Bastard!" Ye Zhigao shouted angrily, and a sharp killing intent appeared in his eyes.

"You picked up the waste alone, when will it be your turn to speak here?" Ye Zhihua echoed. I heard that Ye Qingchen's waste has been different from before recently, he didn't pay attention to it, but when he saw it today, he became sharp.

Ye Qingchen didn't care about the words of the two at all, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she said sarcastically, "Am I a waste and don't mention it for the time being, my father has worked hard and done his best to support your three veins over the years, but in the end, isn't it to raise you white-eyed wolves?"

When Ye Zhirong and Ye Zhigao heard this, their faces were very ugly, and they didn't know how to refute for a while.

Although the glory of the Ye family over the years is not as good as it was back then, before the old family became ancient, the Ye family was still the first family in Cangzhou City. He has been in his old house for less than five years, and you are up and down in the three veins, not thinking of making progress, and greedy for pleasure. Of the five major families, the Ye family was originally the first, but now, ask yourself, how many of your young descendants of the three veins are better than their peers in the other four major families?"

"Are you willing to wait until the Ye family's thousand-year-old foundation is destroyed in your hands?" Ye Qingchen was fierce, and his voice was even colder. Although she is not the bloodline of the Ye family, she has also been a member of the Ye family for more than ten years, and under the words and teachings of Ye Wuwu and Hua Rong, the honor and disgrace of the Ye family have long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

Ye Wuwu slowly closed his eyes, his expression was desolate. There is a huge Ye family, many descendants, how many people can see the precarious form of the Ye family now?

Qingchen said what he wanted.

"Heh, that's a nice word, you're not a waste yourself?" a disdainful voice came from the crowd.

"You who say I'm a waste, do you dare to stand up?"

"What about standing up?" a figure walked out of the crowd. This person is a junior of Ye Zhigao's lineage, named Ye Feng, and his talent belongs to the top three in this lineage, and he is the object of key training.

"You say I'm a waste?" Ye Qingchen asked lightly, with no anger on his face.

"Heh~" Ye Feng sneered, "Isn't this a well-known fact? You ask the people present, who else is the same age as you who stays in the induction realm? You are not a waste, who is?" Although Ye Qingchen measured the spiritual power of heaven and earth three years ago, he could not cultivate, and he was still a waste.

Many people present agreed with Ye Feng's words in their hearts. Obviously, the name of Ye Qingchen's waste has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Ye Zhigao glanced at Ye Feng, his cloudy eyes were full of yin owls, "Is it a waste, don't you know if you are sparring?" He bit the word 'sparring' very hard.

"I have no opinion. Ye Feng readily agreed. With his current realm, it is easier to deal with Ye Qingchen than to pinch an ant to death.

"Slow!" Ye Wuwu snorted coldly at this time, not as elegant as before, but replaced by a gloomy face. These people are really getting more and more arrogant, and they dare to try to bully his daughter in front of him, when he Ye Wuwu is a dead man?

"Who dares to touch a single hair of light dust, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Ye Wuwu's voice was extremely cold, without a trace of temperature.

Dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die. Hua Rong and Ye Qingchen are the scales of his Ye Wuwu, no one can offend, otherwise he will not die!

"Hehe, worry-free, it's just a contest between juniors, why are you so nervous?" Ye Zhirong seemed to smile.

The contest between the juniors? Ye Wuwu sneered in his heart. The people present knew that Ye Qingchen could cultivate, only he and Rong'er. On the premise of knowing that Ye Qingchen couldn't cultivate, the rest of the people also proposed to learn, which was obviously ill-intentioned.

Ye Qingchen preempted Ye Wuwu and took the lead in speaking, "Dad, since the younger generation on the side wants to ask for advice, how can we refuse?" Ye Qingchen said, showing a shallow smile at Ye Wuwu, signaling that he didn't need to worry.

Although Ye Wuwu was still worried, he also knew that Ye Qingchen acted in his own way, so he nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Today, I will be merciful and point out to you. ”

Mentor him?

Ye Feng frowned and said disdainfully, "It's up to you?"