After the maid from Chang'an left, Ye Changsheng restored his original appearance, so that when he strolled back to the city lord's palace, he was really calm.

However, when Ye Changsheng returned to the door of his side courtyard, before he could enter, he heard a very high-pitched voice yelling angrily.

"...What are you talking about? He hasn't come back yet. He was the one who asked him to go out. Do you know that this is Master Ye Qin's order? Do you know the consequences of offending Master Ye Qin..."

Ye Changsheng, who originally had a slight smile on his face, suddenly heard such angry shouting and entered his small courtyard in one step.

"Master, you..." Watching Ye Changsheng enter the small courtyard, an old servant who looked a little older and was guarding the door of the small courtyard quickly gave Ye Changsheng a gentle tug, and then said with a sad face,

He reminded Ye Changsheng in a low voice, "The young master is Deacon Ma. You must not go in. You'd better hide first."

There is actually more than one deacon surnamed Ma in the city lord's mansion in Wuji City, but the only one who can scare his old servants like this is the deacon Ma under the eldest lady, and I don't know when this started.

Deacon Ma has become Ye Qin's servant.

When Ye Changsheng heard this, he couldn't help but take a breath, then clenched his fists slightly, and then said with a slight curl of the corners of his mouth: "Uncle Lin, don't worry, since this Deacon Ma wants to see me, I

How can you avoid it?"

Since someone comes to my door looking for death, why should I help him!

Previously, Ye Changsheng used the rules of the city lord's mansion to let the secret guards shoot a servant directly, which was actually a warning to some people.

However, what Ye Changsheng never expected was that after three days in a row, someone would actually come to his door again.

"Who is making a random noise? I don't know where this place is. It's unbecoming to speak so openly." Ye Changsheng didn't make any gestures. He just opened his mouth and drank, immediately covering up the noise in the courtyard.

But before Ye Changsheng could finish his words, a voice louder than his suddenly shouted, "Master Ninth, where have you been? Big..."

"Who are you?" Before Deacon Ma could say anything, Ye Changsheng suddenly interrupted, "I went there. Do I have to report to you? Do you know that you have gone against the rules?"

Ye Changsheng ignored Deacon Ma's confused look at all and stepped forward and slapped him twice, causing the deacon's cheeks to turn red and purple.

"How dare you..."

"Why, do you think my punishment is too light?" Ye Changsheng looked at the sudden surge of blood on Deacon Ma's body. There was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, he looked at him with a smile, "You have the ability.

Take action?"

My chest is full of anger and my blood is boiling.

As a warrior, even though Deacon Ma has not yet reached the Eight Meridians Realm at the age of nearly forty, he is still a middle-level warrior in the entire city lord's mansion. A warrior like Deacon Ma, although it is said that

A servant of the city lord's mansion, but in fact, neither Ye Qin nor the eldest lady would really regard Deacon Ma as an ordinary servant.

But now faced with such insults and "provocations" from Ye Changsheng, Butler Ma was so angry that he almost crushed his own finger bones.

Deacon Ma still knew about the fate of a secret guard servant who had offended Ye Changsheng before, but he never thought that with his own status and the background of Young Master Ye Qin and First Lady behind him, Ye

Changsheng, the young master who was least liked by the city lord, actually dared to offend him.

"Okay, okay! Master Ninth, I, Ma Xiaorong, will remember these two slaps of yours. I hope you will never regret it in the future. If you fall into my hands in the future, I will definitely let you know what it means to be unable to live or die..."

"Bring me the stick!"

Hearing Deacon Ma's threat, Ye Changsheng sneered and unceremoniously took the whistle stick from a servant brought by Deacon Ma. Then without any explanation, he hit Ma Xiaorong's legs with the stick.

"Crack!"

As a martial artist, even if he has just started, Ye Changsheng's strength at the moment is still very strong. In addition, he already knows a lot of martial arts. Although he cannot use them at all with his current cultivation level, even if he is trying to imitate a cat or a tiger,

It is enough to increase your strength by another five jun.

The strength of fifteen jun is a full 450 kilograms. No matter how good the whistle stick is, it cannot withstand such a stick from Ye Changsheng, so when the stick goes down, it will hit all the whistle sticks that are more than half a foot long.

's cracked.

However, this did not affect Ye Changsheng's next blow. Even after Deacon Ma knocked Ye Changsheng down with one blow, Ye Changsheng gave him at least a dozen blows until he reacted and tried to fight back.

, only to realize it was too late.

Although warriors in the Qi and Blood Realm have blood as thick as smoke and can move as fast as a horse, with at least a thousand catties of strength in their ups and downs, as long as they do not have access to all eight meridians and have not refined their blood into Qi meridians, they are naturally invulnerable.

body.

It was precisely because Deacon Ma had not refined his blood like a pulse that Ye Changsheng, who had just stepped into the realm of a warrior, was knocked down with a stick and his legs were even broken.

"Aren't you convinced?" Throwing aside the whistle stick that had broken into two feet in length, Ye Changsheng found that he was also a little out of breath, which made him smile bitterly. The body of his young man was really too bad.

I've done a lot, but I just hit people with a stick, which is actually tiring.

"...Hello..."

After receiving twenty-three sticks, his legs were forcibly broken by Ye Changsheng. It was absolutely impossible to say that Ma Xiaorong was not angry and did not want to kill Ye Changsheng.

But no matter what, Ye Changsheng is also the master, the biological son of the city lord, and the young master of the Ye family, while he, Ma Xiaorong, is a servant of the Ye family. No matter how high his status is, he cannot escape the category of servant.

But the more this happened, the harder it was for Ma Xiaorong to bear this hatred, but the harder it was, the more he had to endure it.

Because Ma Xiaorong understands that as long as he has the slightest sign of counterattack, the secret guards hidden in the city lord's palace will definitely not be stingy with the bows and arrows in their hands. And he can't die now, he absolutely can't die.

.

"I admit it, Master Ninth, you taught me the right lesson." God knows how much anger Ma Xiaorong endured before he gritted his teeth and said such an admission of mistake.

"You know you were wrong? That's good..." Ye Changsheng, who was originally thinking about knocking people with a whistle stick, couldn't help but see the two servants brought by Ma Xiaorong avoiding him from a distance.

It extinguished the thoughts in my heart.
Chapter completed!