C327 It Is Impossible to Rebel?
C327 It Is Impossible to Rebel?
"Tsk tsk!" It's already opened the ancestral gate, and there's still no sign bearing the clan's surname, what a pity, don't think it's too bad that I have to hang it up for you! "
At this moment, Han Ling's tone suddenly turned cold. His gaze shifted and two elders behind him handed over a huge signboard. Han Ling grabbed it with one hand and pulled open the cloth covering the signboard.
"Huh?"
When the surrounding crowd saw this word, they were immediately stunned.
This Han Family isn't here to cause trouble, it's clearly here to cause trouble.
"How dare you …" Do you want to rebel? " Liu Xin Jie and Zhang Xiao Han drew their weapons and pointed at Han Ling in anger.
"You overestimate yourself."
Han Ling glanced at them coldly. He rolled up his robe and threw away all the weapons in his hands, whether it was Liu Xin Fu, Zhang Xiao Han or the surrounding soldiers. At the same time, a strong gust of wind rushed over, forcing all the soldiers to retreat backward.
"Shua!"
Han Ling stepped forward and hung the plaque in his hand on top of the gatekeeper's door.
"We can't let him hang it, or else the ancestral hall will be unlucky in the future?"
In the crowd, a Feng Shui man suddenly shouted.
"Swoosh swoosh!"
The moment the signboard with the words' roll 'written on it was about to be hung, two rays of light burst out from inside the carriage.
"Crack!"
The signboard in Han Ling's hand shattered. At the same time, a huge force came rushing back at him.
"What?"
Han Ling was startled, the hidden Profound Strength rushed onto his body, and his body fell down from the sky like a rock. His own strength was Profound King, and that power actually threatened him.
Ye Zichen landed lightly on the ground, then retreated towards the outside of the family. Only then did the few elders behind him manage to stabilize Han Ling's body.
However, the moment he retreated.
Suddenly, a silver white robed White-haired Man shot out from the carriage. The man was like a white strip of cloth, following that, he raised the Profound Strength in his hands and threw the plate that was originally hung upside down in front of the sect gate into the air. The cloth slowly fell down, and four distinct words appeared on the plaque.
Ye Clan Ancestral Hall!
"Shua!"
White-haired Man, who was holding a plaque in his hand, hung it gently above the entrance. Then, his white body gently landed on the ground.
This scene stunned countless people in the surrounding area. One by one, they turned pale with shock as they stared at the signboard and the so-called 'prince'.
At this moment, under the gazes of everyone present, under the gazes of everyone present, there was silence. The white-robed prince calmly turned around and spoke in a cold voice.
"You, an outsider, have no right to meddle in my Ye Family's business." Ye Feii mocked coldly.
"Ugh!"
Whether it was Han Ling, the elders of Han Family, or the descendants of Han Family, or even the gentlemen of Xueyang City? And the citizens who were watching the show? At this moment, they were dumbfounded on the spot. All of them stared at the white-haired young man with widened eyes.
That familiar face, those cold eyes, those indifferent actions, that domineering attitude …
Everything was so familiar?
That night four years ago, in that disaster on the Xueyang City, countless experts were killed, countless buildings on the Xueyang City were destroyed, and countless people died.
The figure that was as crazy as a wild beast, the pain of losing his wife. In his anger, he betrayed the unfilial son of his Han Family. But before he left, that hateful and hateful tone …
It echoed in everyone's ears.
"The day when I, Ye Feii, return is the day that your Han Family will be destroyed …"
Today, he really did return.
to return with honor, a concubine from Han Family that had once been looked down upon by others. Now he was a king below one, above tens of thousands of people.
Ceng Jin was just an ant in the eyes of others, and everyone around him looked at him with disdain and coldness. Now, when everyone looked at him, there was only respect and fear.
He was Ye Feii, the Ye Feii who had only left the Xueyang City for four short years. Four years ago, he was like a stray dog. His wife was killed, and his mother was killed. Due to his grief, he had turned white overnight.
Today, he returned. From the moment he returned, he was no longer a concubine, no longer a lowly nobody who was looked down upon by others, but a prince whom everyone respected, able to cause countless people's blood to flow like rivers. With a single command, he held the lives of tens of thousands of people in his hands. He is Ye Feii.
Under these gazes, there was surprise, fear, and anger. Some didn't believe it.
But the truth was right in front of them. This was the youth that they had once bullied.
He was back, really back. His wife was killed, his mother. What would his return do? Could the Han Family be preserved?
"Ye Feii? "You are Ye Feii, that Prince, Ye Feii?" Han Ling staggered back a few steps. The blood in his mouth was boiling.
He could not believe that this piece of trash could become the prince. It had to be known that no matter which empire, there was no king with a different surname. How did he do it? What had happened in the past four years? It was impossible for him to become the prince.
Originally, in these four years, Han Ling was extremely confident and proud. Not only did he become Profound King Expert, more importantly, he became the local tyrant of Xueyang City. Unfortunately … He was wrong, ridiculously wrong. There was someone else who was improving faster than him. He still hadn't forgotten that grudge at all. It had provoked him with hatred. He only had one goal in mind, to return to the Xueyang City honorably and extinguish it. To avenge her mother.
He would let those two people who died wrongly seek justice.
At this moment, Han Ling was truly afraid, he had no choice but to believe that he was indeed inferior to Ye Feii. In these four years, he had only controlled the entire Xueyang City, and became the emperor of the Xueyang City. But this was just a frog in a well, what about Ye Feii? In these four years, he became a prince with limitless feudal fiefdom. With a single thought, he controlled the lives and deaths of countless people.
"That's right!" I am Ye Feii... I, Ye Feii, am back. "
Ye Feii's face was flushed red. He opened his mouth and laughed out loud. The arrogant and domineering aura slowly spread out. It made people's faces change when they heard it.
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How many nights, unable to sleep. How many nightmares had woken him up, how many times his heart had ached like a knife. Ye Feii had already forgotten about it. His heart had long since become numb to it all. The heart that was originally warm and only wanted to live a good life with him no longer existed.
However, his ideals had not changed. His ideals were very simple. He returned home gloriously and proudly, letting those who had bullied Yu Wei and his mother see that he was a bastard, a brat without any status. How noble he was now. He wanted to let those two women, who had died and had no status, peacefully enjoy the incense of the world. Enjoying the worship of the world …
Today, he finally succeeded.
"Ye Feii? Prince? Could it be … Could it be that Your Highness is the person who betrayed his Han Family back then … "
All the gentlemen who fawned over Ye Feii had a drastic change in expression. They looked at Ye Feii with trembling eyes. That unremarkable son of his, who had been made into a concubine by others, had actually become the prince of today?
"How is this possible? This is impossible? Four years? In just four short years? How did he do it? "
On the streets, the temperature was extremely high.
A small bastard who within four years became a prince. What a miracle.
Those disciples who had bullied Ye Feii before were now ashamed. Four years ago, they were still bullying Ye Feii, and now, they were still just disciples of Han Family, little Profound Practitioners, but Ye Feii, had become a prince.
"This is impossible? Impossible? "
The elder stared at Ye Feii with his eyes wide open as he muttered to himself. That familiar face, that cold and cruel gaze. Yes, there was only the cruelty of beasts. There was no feeling. Under this gaze, Han Zhan could feel the killing intent.
"Master..."
A few elders surrounded Han Ling with a frown on their faces.
After a long while, Han Ling finally reacted and said gloomily: "Let's go back!"
Saying that, he turned around and left.
Han Ling understood that staying here was obviously an act of humiliation, and what was more important. Ye Feii was already a prince.
If Ye Feii was just a rich businessman, or even a big official, who returned to Xueyang City. Maybe Han Ling, with his identity as Han Family Patriarch, would try to pressure Ye Feii, saying that he betrayed his family, or something similar to that, and drown Ye Feii in his saliva.
However, it was different now. He was no ordinary person. He was the lofty and aloof Prince of the Empire.
You made a scene with a prince and claimed to be his master. What would the people around him think? Not only was he unable to gain any benefits, he was also scolded by the people around him.
The Han Family Elders and even disciples followed Han Ling and walked in the direction of their own homes.
Watching Han Ling and the others leave in a sorry state, Ye Feii sneered. He knew that the show was about to begin.
"Alright, fellow villagers, today is the day I, Ye, will establish my clan." I hope everyone can eat and drink to your heart's content? " Ye Feii retracted his gaze and smiled. He cupped his hands towards the silent crowd and broke the atmosphere.
However, the moment he opened his mouth, the surroundings remained silent without a single word of conversation.
Lee Guangpei, who was walking in the crowd of gentlemen, saw this side of things. He immediately stood up and said: "Haha! "Your highness is too courteous. Since this old man and the other old masters have come, then we will definitely not return until we're drunk."
"Haha!" "Yes, Your Highness!"
At this moment, when Lee Guangpei had managed to pull up the atmosphere, the surrounding gentlemen cupped their fists in respect and walked towards the ancestral hall.
As a veteran of the martial arts world, Lee Guangpei understood the intentions of these people. They were also afraid that they would cause trouble, but he was different. He was completely tied to Ye Feii on the same rope.
If they wanted to live, they would live. If they wanted to die, they would die.
The commoners were invited by Ye Feii. One by one, they let go of their fear and carefully walked into the clan.
What Ye Feii wanted to do was not like the other clan's ancestral halls, where only his family members would kneel down in worship. What he wanted to do was to make the entire Xueyang City, and even those who came from outside the clan, kneel down and worship his wife and mother.