Upon hearing Ouyang Lin’s words, Ye Qingfeng turned his head indifferently without replying, but Ouyang Liluo sighed silently in her heart.
"Didn’t offend Ye Jiujie? That’s just because you don’t realize!"
Ever since Ye Qingfeng was brought to et Ouyang Lin, these people hadn’t shown him any kindness. How could she not know? With Ye Qingfeng’s domineering and arrogant personality, if it were anyone else, he’d have trampled them underfoot already. But because they were her family, Ye Feng turned a blind eye and didn’t bother too much.
Thinking of this, she reached out her jade-like hand to grasp Ye Qingfeng’s broad palm, casting a grateful glance his way.
Ye Qingfeng responded with a faint smile. In his eyes, Ouyang Lin and his group were like re weeds, unworthy of even evoking his anger.
Watching the intimate pair, ng Hua felt a heavy weight in his heart. He wore a gentlemanly and understanding smile as he softly said, "Xiao Lin, watch your tone. This brother may not even know what a Martial Artist is, that’s why he doesn’t know Ye Jiujie. No need to take it seriously!"
His words seed to excuse Ye Qingfeng, but in reality, it was a backhanded insult, implying that Ye Qingfeng wasn’t on the sa level as them.
"Yes, Martial Artists are lofty figures. Xiao Ye has surely never t one, Xiao Lin, why do you speak so loudly? Don’t you know to be a bit considerate? This is your Sister Liluo’s boyfriend after all!"
Upon hearing these words, Ouyang Xuan chid in, as if reprimanding Ouyang Lin, but the mockery in her eyes made Ouyang Lin understand.
"Oh, that’s right, I forgot Sister Liluo’s boyfriend is a regular person!"
Ouyang Lin had an apologetic look on his face, nodding repeatedly, but his heart was filled with cold laughter.
They were all passive-aggressive, causing a surge of anger in Ouyang Liluo’s heart.
Just as she was about to stand up, Ye Qingfeng held her back, pressing her onto the sofa.
She looked at Ye Qingfeng puzzled, only to see his indifferent expression as he gazed at ng Hua, who had first spoken.
"I really don’t know what a Martial Artist is. It seems you can tell ?"
Ouyang Lin burst into laughter. "Brother ng is a Martial Artist. Just yesterday, he shattered a stone lion with one palm. Do you want to see it?"
Ye Qingfeng shrugged. "If he’s determined to show off, I don’t mind taking my wife to ’broaden her horizons’!"
He winked at Ouyang Liluo as he finished speaking, and she instantly caught on and gave him a sidelong glance.
This guy is truly incorrigible!
"Brother ng, why don’t you show us again? My Sister Liluo hasn’t seen a Martial Arts Master yet!"
Ouyang Lin looked at ng Hua, giving him a aningful glance, intending for ng Hua to showcase his skills so that Ouyang Liluo would know what true power was.
He hoped even more that, once Ye Qingfeng witnessed ng Hua’s astonishing performance, that calm expression on his face would turn to shock; at that point, he wouldn’t hold back from mocking him.
"Yes, senior brother, the War Yuan Palm that Master taught you—this is the perfect opportunity for to witness it properly!"
Jing Yu smiled, though with a hint of jealousy in his heart. ng Hua, as the top senior disciple of the Primordial Battle Sect, had far more extensive ties and resources than he did, receiving far more attention from their master.
ng Hua had his own plans. He had intended to show off in front of Ouyang Liluo for a while. He pretended to refuse a few tis, then, appearing sowhat helpless, said, "Alright, since you’re all so enthusiastic, I’ll put on a little show!"
As he spoke, his gaze glanced at Ouyang Liluo, but her focus remained solely on Ye Qingfeng, leaving him quite vexed.
They all headed towards the Ouyang family’s backyard, as Ye Qingfeng grabbed Ouyang Liluo’s hand, leading her up gently.
"Let’s go, wife, we’re off to watch the monkey show!"
Ouyang Liluo lightly thumped Ye Qingfeng’s chest, playfully scolding him, "You, you’re so naughty. Do you have to humiliate them all before you’re happy?"
Ye Qingfeng shrugged innocently, "Why would you think that? I already said I’m usually kind. They want to perform; we’re just going to watch!"
Ouyang Liluo leaned against Ye Qingfeng, suddenly saying, "Qingfeng, I’m sorry. I didn’t expect my cousins would be like this. If you’re really angry, don’t worry about my feelings. Do whatever you want, and if worse cos to worst, I’ll never co back to this house again!"
Ye Qingfeng was slightly taken aback, smiling warmly.
For him, Ouyang Liluo was willing to forsake the entire Ouyang family, which touched him deeply.
"Silly girl, they’re just saying a few words, it’s not like they can really do anything to . I’m not angry!"
Ye Qingfeng patted Ouyang Liluo’s little head, leading her towards the backyard.
If he were to trample all over the Ouyang family’s siblings and these two so-called outstanding disciples of the Primordial Battle Sect right now, he’d feel good, but how would Ouyang Liluo face these relatives in the future?
For Ouyang Liluo’s sake, enduring a few words was no big deal, was it?
Moreover, these insignificant people weren’t worth arousing his anger.
In the backyard, ng Hua was standing with his hands behind his back, exuding the deanor of a master, staring at a stone lion in front of him. Next to this stone lion were countless scattered fragnts, remnants of the other stone lion that ng Hua had split with a single palm the day before.
Seeing ng Hua’s current state, Ouyang Xuan was a bit dazzled. Ever since she started dating Jing Yu, she had been exposed to many things in the Martial Arts World and knew full well that ng Hua was far superior to Jing Yu.
But regrettably, ng Hua had no interest in her, so she had to settle for Jing Yu.
Ouyang Lin stood nearby, gently clapping his hands. He was exceptionally excited at the prospect of witnessing the palm-splitting scene again.
When ng Hua had demonstrated it yesterday, Ouyang Lin had fantasized countless tis. If he too had such power, he could certainly charm the girl he had long been infatuated with.
Ye Qingfeng and Ouyang Liluo were fashionably late. ng Hua, seeing Ouyang Liluo arrive from the corner of his eye, imdiately stepped forward to stand before the stone lion.
"Whoosh!"
A gust of wind arose at his feet; ng Hua’s aura exploded, flattening the grass within half a ter around him.
In the next mont, a sharp light flashed in his eyes as his right palm suddenly thrust forward, striking the stone lion.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound resonated, and everyone saw a white Spiritual Power disperse at the point where ng Hua’s palm t the stone lion, with a crack forming atop the lion’s head.
"Crack!"
The crack extended continuously, and under everyone’s gaze, a stone lion weighing several thousand pounds fractured into several pieces.
"Impressive!"
ng Hua withdrew his hand, a look of pride on his face. Ouyang Lin couldn’t help clapping and cheering enthusiastically.
Jing Yu sighed internally. This War Yuan Palm was personally taught by their master. Although not the strongest Martial Arts technique of the Primordial Battle Sect, it was enough to rank within the top five.
With that palm from ng Hua, he could be killed a dozen tis over.
Ouyang Xuan was astonished. She hadn’t seen ng Hua in action the previous day, and upon witnessing it today, she finally realized the capabilities of a Martial Artist.
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