Hearing this disdainful voice.
Ye Fei imdiately furrowed his brows, and Father Ye’s face darkened as well.
A middle-aged man in a crisp suit appeared, arms crossed, accompanied by three or four others, looking at them with an arrogant expression.
"You’re Ye Zhixiong’s lackey, Xie Rong!" Father Ye stared at the man and sneered coldly.
"How dare you!"
Xie Rong’s brow tightened as he rebuked, "You dare to address the Family Head by na? Oh, I forgot—recently the old master arranged a marriage alliance for your son, and you thought your status would rise as well?"
"I never had such thoughts!" Ye Zhigang imdiately frowned and responded.
"Whether you did or not, you know it yourself. Oh, and let tell you sothing—our Ye Family doesn’t entertain riff-raff. You’d best find sowhere else to stay, lest your whole family ends up holess!"
Xie Rong laughed heartily and gestured with one hand, leading his subordinates out of the train station as if he’d co solely to mock Ye Zhigang.
However, just as he turned to leave, he froze for a mont—Ye Fei was now standing right in front of him with a cheerful grin.
"Ye Zhigang’s little bastard?"
Xie Rong raised a brow, smirking as he spotted Ye Fei blocking his path. "What? Trying to stand up for your father?"
"No, I just simply feel like beating you up!" Ye Fei replied with a smile.
"Beat up? Hahaha!"
Upon hearing Ye Fei’s words, Xie Rong burst into laughter, as if he’d just heard the most ridiculous joke. "Kid, do you even know who you’re talking to? —Xie Rong! Look at the way people around you are staring at ; do you know why? Because I am—"
"The Ye Family’s lapdog, right? I know!" Ye Fei said casually with a smirk.
"You..."
Xie Rong’s fury flared instantly, his face contorted with rage, and he shouted, "Did you just call a dog?! Even if I’m a goddamn dog, I’m the Ye Family’s dog! You, boy, aren’t even worthy of being one! Don’t think that just because the marriage alliance involves you, you’re anything more than a worthless brat..."
Slap!
Before Xie Rong could finish, a figure suddenly flashed to Ye Fei’s side. Master Ma coldly struck Xie Rong’s face with the back of his hand, instantly sending him flying to the ground.
"Who... who the hell are you?" Xie Rong cradled his cheek as he stood up, shouting in shock and anger.
Master Ma stared at Xie Rong coldly, his face impassive as he said, "Mr. Ye’s lapdog."
Mr. Ye’s lapdog?
Hearing this, Xie Rong froze on the spot.
He had called himself a dog earlier because he had been provoked by Ye Fei—but who in their right mind would willingly admit such a thing?
But this man—who was he? How could he say it so openly and with such an air of righteousness?
As the saying goes, "To understand the Way in the morning and die content in the evening!"
Xie Rong, of course, had no idea what kind of figure Ye Fei was for Master Ma.
Even Shao Bing, who had only t Ye Fei once, imdiately dropped all pretenses and knelt to beg to beco his disciple after witnessing his power.
Master Ma had served Ye Fei for a long ti.
His understanding of Ye Fei’s capabilities far exceeded that of Shao Bing!
For Master Ma, being Mr. Ye’s dog was an imnse honor!
This was the essence of the saying: When one person ascends, their followers rise with them—a canine among n.
If he could ascend, who cared about being a dog?
More importantly, he was already a slave conquered by Ye Fei, with both heart and soul fully devoted. For him, it was simply natural!
Master Ma even felt lucky to have t Ye Fei so early on. If he’d waited until Ye Fei beca more powerful, he might not even qualify to be a dog!
Though Xie Rong was briefly stunned, he was ultimately used to domineering tactics and quickly rebounded. Furious, he shouted at his subordinates, "Are you all idiots? Don’t just stand there while I’m getting hit—attack him!"
His subordinates imdiately snapped out of their daze and charged at Master Ma.
Father Ye and Ye’s mother, seeing the chaotic scene, imdiately tried to intercede.
But Ye Fei held them back and said, "Leave it to Master Ma; it’s fine."
"But..."
Ye Zhigang started to speak but halted mid-sentence when he saw Master Ma spring into action.
Though Master Ma’s cultivation wasn’t particularly advanced, he had at least entered the Qi Cultivation stage, making his skills far beyond that of ordinary people.
With a series of agile, stunning roundhouse kicks, Master Ma left the subordinates sprawled on the ground, foaming at the mouth, as Xie Rong stared in disbelief.
Though Xie Rong was stunned, Master Ma wasted no ti, grabbing him and dragging him before Ye Fei, saying respectfully, "Mr. Ye, how should I deal with him?"
"Throw him out," Ye Fei said indifferently.
Though Ye Fei felt Xie Rong’s insult toward Ye Zhigang deserved severe punishnt, he didn’t want a particularly bloody scene in front of his parents and younger sister.
Upon hearing Ye Fei’s command, Master Ma nodded imdiately and began tossing Xie Rong and his subordinates out of the train station one by one.
Having seen Master Ma resolve the matter so efficiently, Ye Zhigang and Su Hongyun couldn’t help but cast curious glances and eventually stepped forward, saying, "Thank you, Master Ma, for rescuing us!"
"Not at all! Old master, old madam, you exaggerate—I am rely Mr. Ye’s..."
"He’s my disciple," Ye Fei interjected with a faint smile before Master Ma could finish his sentence.
"Master..."
Master Ma was montarily overwheld with emotion, but quickly composed himself and, filled with reverence, corrected himself, "Teacher."
After the commotion subsided, Master Ma drove Ye Fei’s family to the entrance of Binjiang’s largest hotel—the Crown Hotel.
With its extravagant, opulent décor, Ye Qianqian, who had never seen such grandeur, couldn’t hide her excitent. But Ye Zhigang and Su Hongyun remained tense and uneasy.
Ye Fei noticed their expressions and understood that his parents likely had many lingering questions. He had already prepared his explanations.
After all, being Ye Zhigang and Su Hongyun’s son, there were many things he never intended to hide from them.
Such as his role as a Cultivator or his status as a regional power in Su Province.
However, his previous trip ho hadn’t been the right ti to reveal everything—now felt like the perfect mont.
But it seed trouble awaited Ye Fei in Binjiang.
He had just finished registering his family’s identification docunts when a middle-aged man approached the reception desk and returned the IDs to the female attendant.
"I’m sorry, but there are no vacant rooms in our hotel; please seek accommodations elsewhere," the man said dismissively, with a hint of contempt in his tone.
Master Ma imdiately frowned and questioned, "No vacant rooms? But when we registered earlier, weren’t there still available ones?"
"Heh, those were reserved for other guests. In short, rooms won’t be available for the likes of you!" the man responded icily, his voice dripping with derision.
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