Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"You think you have the right to arrange a marriage for Liluo? Without even asking, you want her to send off her boyfriend with money to leave?"

"In my eyes, you have no right to be her grandfather at all!"

Ouyang Liluo's heart trembled violently on the side, Ye Qingfeng's eyes were cold at this moment, and she knew he was truly angry.

Ouyang Heng clenched his palm lightly, pointing at Ye Qingfeng, too enraged to speak.

After a long while, he caught his breath and yelled angrily, "Ignorant junior, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Telling you to take the money and leave is already my recognition of you. If I wish, I can drive you out and make sure you never leave Changzhou. Do you believe this or not?"

Today, Ouyang Heng was infuriated beyond measure by Ye Qingfeng, never having encountered such an arrogant youngster in decades.

"Is that so? You can try!"

Ye Qingfeng stood proudly, his expression unperturbed, speaking calmly.

Ouyang Heng's gaze narrowed as he surveyed Ye Qingfeng, then glanced at Ouyang Liluo who looked conflicted, abandoning the thought of punishing Ye Qingfeng for good.

He took a deep breath, calming his anger slightly.

"Young man, you have a temper. For the one you love, you fear nothing. This is something I, Ouyang Heng, admire greatly!"

"But in this world, courage is one thing, capability is another!"

He tapped the table lightly and continued, "Do you know who Liluo's betrothed is? It's an existence beyond your wildest imagination. Even my Ouyang Family, in his eyes, is merely commonplace."

"I can still speak to you politely now, but if he finds out about your existence, you might not even be able to keep your life."

Ouyang Heng's voice carried a tone of warning, "Young man, I advise you, this world is vast, and there are many things you can do. Liluo is beyond your reach!"

"I can also tell you clearly that tomorrow, Liluo's betrothed will come to the Ouyang Family. If you wish to remain safe, take the money and leave instantly. I don't want to see a promising young man fall under my watch!"

These words were sincere; in Ye Qingfeng, he saw many shining qualities that, with effort, could lead to success.

He always cherished talent and didn't want Ye Qingfeng to ruin his life over this matter.

He planned a marriage for Liluo with no ordinary person.

Using both intimidation and inducement, Ouyang Heng only wished for Ye Qingfeng to retreat in face of difficulties.

He observed Ye Qingfeng's expression but found him still calm, with an air of indifference.

"An existence beyond my comprehension?"

Ye Qingfeng sneered.

"Very well, I am quite interested to see what kind of person you've arranged for Liluo to marry!"

Upon hearing Ye Qingfeng's indifferent and even slightly contemptuous words, Ouyang Heng was first stunned and then shook his head continuously.

"Young man, do you think I, Ouyang Heng, am joking?"

Ouyang Heng's face grew gloomy; he tried his best to make Ye Qingfeng comprehend his highly precarious situation, yet Ye Qingfeng remained oblivious to danger, nonchalant as if eager to meet Liluo's so-called fiancé, which was sheer folly.

"You'll know whether it's a joke or not tomorrow!" Ye Qingfeng turned indifferent, leading Ouyang Liluo away.

"Old man, I hope this incomprehensible existence of yours doesn't disappoint me!"

As they reached the door, Ye Qingfeng's words gently floated back, leaving Ouyang Heng both furious and anxious at heart.

"Are today's young people all so unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth?"

He felt heavy within, watched Ye Qingfeng and Liluo leave without a word, only shaking his head with a silent sigh.

Seeing Ye Qingfeng so resolute, he no longer hoped to persuade him away, only wishing that tomorrow when the young master arrives, Ye Qingfeng will realize the huge gap between them and leave voluntarily.

If Ye Qingfeng remains heedless of danger by then, it will not be something he can intervene in; Ye Qingfeng's survival will be up to fate.

"Qingfeng, why didn't you let me tell Grandpa your identity? How dare he belittle you, I won't allow it!"

Ouyang Liluo went to a secluded place with Ye Qingfeng, stopped him, and asked.

Just now, she was ready to reveal Ye Qingfeng's identity to shut Ouyang Heng up, but Ye Qingfeng stopped her, which puzzled her immensely.

"Ouyang, do you think suddenly telling someone that your boyfriend is Ye Jiujie, how many would believe you?"

Ye Qingfeng's words immediately left Ouyang Liluo stunned.

Indeed, to most people, Ye Jiujie is a legendary existence. If someone suddenly claimed to know Ye Jiujie, how many would believe?

Perhaps they'd respond with, Really? You know Ye Jiujie too? What a coincidence, so do I!

Such a claim is inherently unbelievable, especially since Ouyang Heng is thoroughly immersed in the astonishing background of Liluo's betrothed. Ouyang Liluo's rash words would likely seem like she was just trying to save face.

Ye Qingfeng held Ouyang Liluo's delicate hand, his gaze carrying a hint of fierceness.

"Ouyang, in this world, directly acting is always more powerful than speaking!"

He smirked coldly, "Besides, I'm also quite eager to see what kind of extraordinary character your grandfather mentioned!"

Ye Qingfeng clenched his fist, making a crisp cracking sound.

"Dare to covet the wife of Ye Jiujie? They're asking for trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Liluo smiled sweetly, snuggling into Ye Qingfeng's arms, resting her head on his shoulder.

"You're so domineering!"

"But... I love it!"

Ever since witnessing Ye Qingfeng's palm smash the ground around Meng Hua, none of the Ouyang Lin folks dared to ridicule or be disrespectful to Ye Qingfeng; they spoke very politely, though they kept this incident deep in their hearts, even Mr. Ouyang did not mention it, fearing embarrassment.

That evening, after handing over the wedding gift to Ouyang Xuan, Ouyang Liluo left the Ouyang Family with Ye Qingfeng, having no good impression of her uncles, aunts, and extended family, wishing Ye Qingfeng wouldn't have further encounters with them.

In the presidential suite of the Five-star Hotel, Ye Qingfeng stood shirtless, revealing a perfectly fit and handsome physique, while the sound of running water came from the bathroom, stirring Ye Qingfeng's imagination.

After more than ten minutes, the sound of the bathroom door opening finally came. Although Ye Qingfeng's heart had always been as calm as still water, even he was temporarily taken aback.