Chapter 22

As Qingyang Marquis looked at his eldest son, who was almost unrecognizable from the beating, his expression turned extremely dark, and he glared at Ye Chu: "What audacity! To dare cause trouble at the Qingyang Marquis Manor!"

His voice roared like a lion, echoing throughout the hall, causing some people's eardrums to ache! However, more people were gloating, thinking that Ye Chu was courting death by daring to beat up the marquis's eldest son at the Qingyang Marquis Manor!

"Bring this boy in and tie him up!" Qingyang Marquis, who had yet to recognize Ye Chu, shouted at the guards who accompanied him.

Seeing the group of guards surrounding him, Ye Chu smiled and said, "Uncle Qing, you're really underestimating your nephew. These wine bags and rice sacks actually think they can tie me up?"

Qingyang Marquis was taken aback by Ye Chu's address and finally remembered who the young man in front of him was. He found it hard to believe, thinking that a talented person had emerged in Yaocheng who could even defeat his son. But he never expected it to be the scoundrel who had disappeared from Yaocheng three years ago.

But didn't the rumors say he was killed by Weiyuan Marquis? How is he still alive! More importantly, he was just a waste three years ago, yet now he can defeat my son!

The doubts in his heart made Qingyang Marquis control his temper. He looked at Ye Chu and snorted, "I didn't expect you, this troublemaker, to still be alive! What? Do you want to cause more trouble in Yaocheng?"

Ye Chu shrugged and said, "Yaocheng is too small. My horizons are much higher now! Causing trouble in Yaocheng is beneath me. If I'm going to cause trouble, it has to be in a big city like the imperial capital!"

Su Rong, hearing Ye Chu's words, was both amused and exasperated, thinking, "Are you really going to make evil your profession? Wanting to cause trouble in the imperial capital, such a vision is better off not existing!"

"Good! Good! Ambitious!" Qingyang Marquis laughed in anger, "Even though you're still a scoundrel, at least you're not completely useless!"

"Uncle Qing, you flatter me! If I'm a scoundrel, then your son is even worse!" Ye Chu smiled, then suddenly blushed, fidgeting with the hem of his clothes and said shyly, "Actually, over the past three years, others have praised me as a man of both literary and martial talent!"

"Ha ha..."

Many people couldn't help but burst out laughing, cursing in their hearts: "Someone praised Ye Chu as a man of both literary and martial talent? Damn, who is blind?"

Ye Chao couldn't help but turn his head away. Even though Ye Chu had been expelled from the Ye family, he still felt ashamed for saying such a thing. How could the Ye family produce such a shameless person!

"Man of both literary and martial talent?!" Qingyang Marquis stared at Ye Chu in shock, feeling extremely disdainful. Knowing it was Ye Chu, he wasn't in a hurry to act, "I want to see how you can be a man of both literary and martial talent."

"Scholarly enough to wield a pen..."

Before Ye Chu could finish, Su Rong and Liang Shan, Zhang Su'er couldn't help but turn their heads. Finished! This guy is going to recite his lewd poems again! In front of so many people, isn't he afraid of being laughed to death?

"Scholarly enough to wield a pen to pacify the world, martial enough to ride a horse to stabilize the universe! Does that count as a man of both literary and martial talent?"

Su Rong was taken aback, not expecting Ye Chu to recite a poem that didn't make her blush. She looked at Ye Chu with surprise, thinking, "After three years, he seems to have gained some knowledge. He actually has such talent!"

Ye Chu blushed, scratching his head as if he was very embarrassed, "This isn't me boasting! Someone praised me with this poem out of kindness! Actually, I don't think I'm that capable!"

"Phew!" Including Liang Shan, they all spat in disgust. "Who would believe this was written for you? With your character, who would praise you? This must be you trying to embellish yourself!"

"You've really surprised me! Compared to your previous lack of learning, you've gained some knowledge!" Qingyang Marquis said, "But how do you explain injuring Qing Xiangming?"

"Uncle Qing! I was just about to talk about this!" Ye Chu said angrily, "Your son is too undisciplined! Uncle Qing, you are a respected gentleman in Yaocheng! But your son disgraces you. He lost a bet and didn't keep his promise. Where is the gentleman's code of honor? I thought he was too disobedient, so I disciplined him for you. Uncle Qing, you won't blame me, right?"

"You're talking to me about the gentleman's code of honor?" Qingyang Marquis suddenly wanted to laugh. Ye Chu didn't know his reputation in others' eyes! And does your son need you to discipline him?

"Of course! Like Uncle Qing and me, there's no third person in Yaocheng who is as sincere a gentleman!" Ye Chu said seriously, making many people want to kick him. This guy can stop being so disgusting, right?!

Qingyang Marquis stared at Ye Chu, seeing him standing there lazily, a smile on his face, and feeling even more amazed! Ye Chu had changed too much compared to three years ago. Back then, Ye Chu was afraid of him, but now he was so relaxed and carefree!

But now, he saw a kind of composure in Ye Chu? Yes, composure! What the hell, this kind of thing can appear in Ye Chu?!

"Uncle Qing, don't just stand there. Take out the 300-year-old ginseng to make amends for your son's mistake." Ye Chu said, walking towards Qingyang Marquis.

Seeing Ye Chu do this, Liang Shan was terrified! Ye Chu still dared to approach Qingyang Marquis. If he slapped him, he would either die or lose half his life!

"Marquis! Why are you wasting so much time on this boy? A scoundrel from Yaocheng, getting rid of him would be a service to the name!" A guard from the Qingyang Manor shouted, having seen Ye Chu indulge his followers in humiliating the manor's maids, naturally hating him!

Seeing Ye Chu walk towards him, Qingyang Marquis snorted and slapped out!

But before the slap could reach Ye Chu, he grabbed Qingyang Marquis's wrist, "I knew Uncle Qing would miss me after so long! But I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic, wanting to give me a hug! But I'm sorry, I don't like men touching me!"

Qingyang Marquis was amazed that Ye Chu could grab his wrist so quickly! He thought, "No wonder Qing Xiangming wasn't his match!"

Qingyang Marquis struggled to break free from Ye Chu, but his face soon changed, looking at Ye Chu in disbelief! Despite his full effort, he couldn't break free from Ye Chu's grip!

Qingyang Marquis thought it was an illusion and struggled a few more times, but his hand was still held by Ye Chu! His heart was in turmoil, but Ye Chu looked at him with a smile, appearing natural and relaxed!

Others, of course, didn't know what was happening, thinking Qingyang Marquis really wanted to hug Ye Chu but was stopped. Only a few people noticed the change in Qingyang Marquis's expression.

"Uncle Qing, can you give me the ginseng now?" Ye Chu released Qingyang Marquis's hand without a trace.

Staring at Ye Chu, Qingyang Marquis's expression was complex. After a long time, he shouted at the guards, "Carry the eldest son in to treat his injuries, and give the 300-year-old ginseng to Ye Chu!"

"Marquis!"

The hall was in an uproar, no one believing Qingyang Marquis's decision!

"No more talk! Do as I say! Follow me!" Qingyang Marquis shouted at the guards, leading them into the inner manor.

Although the guards were reluctant, they could only grit their teeth and follow, their resentment growing. They didn't understand why the marquis let Ye Chu go!

Only Qingyang Marquis, walking in front, had a storm of thoughts in his heart. He couldn't accept this fact! Although their brief confrontation was short, it was clear that Ye Chu had the absolute strength to suppress him! This was the reason he chose to back down. If he really lost to Ye Chu, how could he face his colleagues in Yaocheng? After all, Ye Chu was always considered a scoundrel and a waste!

He had reached the peak of the True Qi realm, yet Ye Chu could absolutely suppress him! What kind of strength was that? Could it be the second level of cultivating one's own primordial spirit? Just thinking about this possibility made Qingyang Marquis's heart race like a thousand horses! Although he wasn't the top expert in Yaocheng, even inferior to a few young talents, he never thought Ye Chu could surpass him! As a marquis, it was fine for those few talented people to surpass him, but could Ye Chu be considered talented?

"Ye Chu... how strong is he?"

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