Chapter 5 of 10

Chapter 5

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Yi Ming Ye held over 300 cultivation points worth of medicinal herbs in his arms, but his mind was already far away, thinking about how to absorb the cultivation points from the herbs. With this thought, his steps quickened significantly.

"Ha, isn't that our Young Master Ye? What, you have time to stroll around today?" Just as Ye Yiming left 'Ye Family Apothecary,' a voice came from ahead.

Ye Yiming was so engrossed in thinking about how to absorb the cultivation points from the herbs that he didn't notice the people in front of him and didn't hear what they said. Instinctively, he continued walking back to the Duke's Mansion.

"Hey, Young Master Ye is getting cocky now, ignoring us!" Seeing that Ye Yiming didn't respond, a sarcastic voice came from ahead again.

This time, Ye Yiming finally reacted. He looked up and saw three young men, about five to six meters away, dressed in fine clothes, with greased hair and powdered faces, surrounded by a group of guards.

Ye Yiming narrowed his eyes, feeling speechless.

No wonder they dared to block his way; they were two of the Four Young Masters of the capital!

Don't be fooled by the intimidating reputation of the Four Young Masters of the capital. In reality, they were just four wealthy and spoiled young men. The leader was naturally Ye Yiming of the Ye family, followed by Wu Yaolin of the Wu family, He Decai of the He family, and Wang Weilong of the Wang family.

The few people now in front of Ye Yiming were Wu Yaolin of the Wu family and He Decai of the He family.

Wu Yaolin was the third grandson of the current Prime Minister Wu Hui, and He Decai was the second son of the richest man in the Tianyang Kingdom, the head of the He family. As for the last person, although not one of the Four Young Masters, he was still someone of high status, someone who could mix with Wu Yaolin and He Decai. Ye Yiming vaguely remembered his name was Li Feng, the son of a current general.

Although the Four Young Masters were all spoiled young men, they were divided into two factions due to the conflicts between their elders. Wu Yaolin and He Decai were in one faction, while Ye Yiming and Wang Weilong, being cousins, were in the other. People from the two factions often had unpleasant encounters.

Just a few days ago, Ye Yiming had an incident that naturally made Wu Yaolin and the others mock him. Now, upon seeing Ye Yiming, they seized the opportunity to ridicule him even more.

If it were the old Ye Yiming, he would have felt ashamed and embarrassed. After all, to pursue a woman to such an extent was rare in the world! No, it should be unique in the world!

Unfortunately, the current Ye Yiming was not the same as before. The Ye Yiming from Earth knew one thing well.

Lagging behind means being beaten!

"Why isn't Young Master Ye speaking? Could it be that Young Master Ye is still catching his breath? Hahaha!" Seeing that Ye Yiming didn't respond, Wu Yaolin mocked him even more, laughing wildly at the end. He Decai and Li Feng also laughed along with Wu Yaolin.

Sometimes, the more you retreat, the more the other party becomes rampant and arrogant! To avoid such a situation, you must be even more rampant and arrogant than the other party!

Only by being more rampant and arrogant than the other party, and overwhelming them with absolute momentum, can you make them back down, admit defeat, and fear you.

Looking at the three men laughing wildly again, Ye Yiming's lips curled up slightly, and he turned to the person behind him and said, "Seventh Uncle Ye, please make them quiet down a bit."

The Seventh Uncle Ye mentioned by Ye Yiming was a Tiered Strength expert. Seventh Uncle Ye was an orphan adopted by Ye Yiming's grandfather, the Duke of Wu, during a time of war. He was raised and trained by the Duke of Wu, making him loyal to the Ye family. As the only heir of the Ye family, Ye Yiming's words would naturally be followed by Seventh Uncle Ye.

After Ye Yiming spoke, Seventh Uncle Ye stepped forward. Without any visible action, he simply released the aura of a Tiered Strength expert, pressing down heavily on Wu Yaolin and the others.

Pity, the Four Young Masters of the capital were all spoiled young men! The highest cultivation level among them was Wu Yaolin, who was merely a High-Level Warrior. Seventh Uncle Ye was a Tiered Strength expert! The aura of a Tiered Strength expert was not something a mere High-Level Warrior could withstand.

So...

"Thud! Thud! Thud!" After a few sounds of falling, Wu Yaolin and the others were pressed to the ground by Seventh Uncle Ye's aura. Even the Human-Level guards behind them were no exception, all of them pressed to the ground.

Suddenly, a bustling street turned into a scene where a group of people were lying on the ground, which was quite spectacular and drew a lot of attention! Soon, the street was surrounded by a crowd.

From Ye Yiming's perspective, it looked as if a large group of people were bowing to him. This scene made Ye Yiming feel quite pleased.

Ha, this treatment, even the current emperor might not have experienced!

"Ye Yiming!" Just as Ye Yiming was enjoying himself, a voice filled with extreme anger suddenly reached his ears.

Ye Yiming looked over and saw Wu Yaolin, his face full of anger, his eyes bloodshot, glaring at him fiercely.

Ye Yiming chuckled, walked over to Wu Yaolin, squatted down, and patted Wu Yaolin's flushed face, smiling, "Hey, Third Young Master Wu, what do you want?"

Wu Yaolin's eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger, and he shouted at Ye Yiming, "Ye Yiming, don't be so arrogant! I am the grandson of the current Prime Minister, the one appointed by the current emperor..."

But before Wu Yaolin could finish, Ye Yiming interrupted him.

"Enough, enough." Ye Yiming scratched his ear, impatiently saying, "Don't say more. I don't care who you are. I, the heir of the Duke of Wu, have no interest in knowing about some insignificant people."

Little brat! Trying to mess with me? Ha, you should look at yourself first!

"You, you, you..." Ye Yiming's words made Wu Yaolin's handsome face, which was flushed red, turn green in an instant. His fingers trembled as he pointed at Ye Yiming, too agitated to speak, just stuttering.

This made He Decai and Li Feng, who were about to speak, immediately shut their mouths.

There was no help for it; after all, Ye Yiming's status was a bit higher than theirs!

Seeing this, Ye Yiming said with a mocking tone, "Tsk, tsk, I didn't know Third Young Master Wu had such a talent for changing faces. Amazing!"

As he spoke, Ye Yiming folded his arms and stroked his chin with his right hand.

"Slap!" After stroking his chin a few times, Ye Yiming suddenly clapped his hands and shouted, "I know!"

His excited expression even startled Wu Yaolin and the others on the ground, who all looked up at Ye Yiming.

Ye Yiming looked at Wu Yaolin on the ground, with a look of sudden realization, and said seriously, "Third Young Master Wu, I know why your name is Wu Yaolin! Wu Yaolin, Wu Yao Lin, no face, yes, no face! It seems our Prime Minister has great foresight!"

After Ye Yiming finished speaking, Wu Yaolin's eyes widened. His face turned from green to purple, then quickly to black, and finally, a black cloud covered his face. The veins on his temples bulged, and his anger had nowhere to vent, making his cheeks tremble slightly.

"Ye Yiming! I will never forgive you! Puff!" In the end, the extremely angry Wu Yaolin shouted, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted from anger.

"Hey, how did he faint?" Seeing Wu Yaolin faint, Ye Yiming went up and patted his face a few times, but Wu Yaolin didn't move.

It seems he really fainted! This made Ye Yiming feel speechless.

"Slap" "Slap" Ye Yiming patted Wu Yaolin's face a few more times and said regretfully, "Sigh, how can your mental strength be so poor? I haven't even started, and you fainted? That's too weak!"

Ye Yiming's words made He Decai and Li Feng even more frightened. They immediately lowered their heads and avoided looking at Ye Yiming, silently repeating in their hearts: I can't see you! I can't see you!

Seeing the completely unconscious Wu Yaolin and the pitiful looks of He Decai and Li Feng, Ye Yiming felt a great sense of satisfaction!

Trying to challenge me, Young Master Ye, see how I deal with you.

Ha! This arrogance feels so good!

Yes, this is what I like!

Ye Yiming stood up, dusted off his clothes, glanced at the people lying on the ground, and continued walking forward.

Joking! I don't have the time to waste on the rest of them.

After venting his anger, feeling relieved, that's enough. Now, I need to hurry back and study how to absorb the cultivation points. I don't have time to waste here.

Thinking of this, Ye Yiming felt excited and quickened his steps.

It wasn't until Ye Yiming and his group had walked more than ten meters that Seventh Uncle Ye's aura dissipated, and the people immediately scrambled to help Wu Yaolin up.

Seeing Wu Yaolin, with blood at the corner of his mouth and a pale face, He Decai and Li Feng looked at each other, speechless for a long time!

After a moment of shock, He Decai and Li Feng quickly came to their senses and, with their guards, hurriedly left in a disheveled state.

Although the capital was large, news about the Four Young Masters, these spoiled young men, was still closely followed by the public.

In less than an hour, the entire capital knew that Wu Yaolin, the grandson of Prime Minister Wu, had been so angered by Ye Yiming of the Ye family that he spat blood and fainted.

Ye Yiming, of course, wouldn't know about these things, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't care. After all, with his grandfather, the Duke of Wu, who would dare to say anything?

However, Ye Yiming also didn't know that a storm was about to hit him.

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