Fang Cunxin clutched the tea leaves tightly, biting her lip stubbornly, refusing to let the tears welling in her eyes fall. She kept apologizing.
"I'm sorry, I was in the way."
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you."
"I, I'll pay for it. How much do you want? I'll pay you."
As she spoke, she took out her bank card, wanting to compensate.
The assistant, however, slapped it away again, coldly shouting, "Do you have the right to compensate? You don't even qualify to compensate. What are you? Teacher Zhang is a big star, a popular superstar. How can a little brat like you bump into him so casually? Don't you know who you are?
What are you holding? A broken tea cake, covered in dust. I don't know what you're treasuring. Give it here!"
The assistant, named Jasmine, snatched the tea cake and violently tore it to shreds, scattering it at the elevator entrance. She pointed at Fang Cunxin and yelled, "Get lost now!"
Saying that, she opened the elevator and, with a full face of smiles, said, "Teacher Zhang, please enter. Don't bother with a little kid. You're magnanimous."
Zhang Haoxuan then stepped into the elevator, not looking at Fang Cunxin from beginning to end.
Fang Cunxin watched the tea leaves scattered on the ground and the bank card that had disappeared somewhere. The tears in her eyes could no longer be held back and fell to the ground.
Crystal clear tears, drop by drop, pattered onto the marble floor, spreading out in tiny puddles.
But she still knelt on the ground, picking up the torn tea leaves and holding them in her arms, her tears falling onto the leaves.
The tea was a gift for her master.
The card was her father's遗物.
Now, both were gone... Grief surged in her heart, and for a moment, she couldn't even cry, only choked back silent sobs.
At this moment, a supervisor named Zhang Quan walked over. Looking at Fang Cunxin, he frowned, "Where did this beggar come from? No, beggars wouldn't come here, right?"
"Hey, kid, where are you from? This isn't a place for you to be. Get out of here, understand?"
"Are you talking to me? Didn't you hear me? If you don't speak, I'll kick you out! You're making this place so dirty, do you really think this is the slum you live in? Get out!"
"Ding—"
The elevator door opened at this moment. Ye Longlin and Xuan Niao stepped out of the elevator and saw this scene.
Zhang Quan's words fell into Ye Longlin's ears, not a single word missed.
"Who are you telling to get out?"
Ye Longlin's mood was instantly ruined by this scene, and killing intent began to flicker in his eyes.
Xuan Niao's heart leaped, and he silently squatted down, hugging Fang Cunxin, "Cunxin, it's okay, it's okay. Did this person bully you?"
Fang Cunxin opened her mouth to say something, but grief overwhelmed her, and she burst into tears.
Hearing the cry, Ye Longlin's heart instantly ached. This was his youngest disciple, his only disciple, and her background was so tragic. Although he didn't say much usually, he was a man of few words, otherwise, he wouldn't have let Xuan Niao teach her the basics first.
And now she was being humiliated like this!
Fang Cunxin's character was not one to cry easily, and there was a slap mark on her face, which made the killing intent in his eyes even stronger.
"Did you do this?"
Zhang Quan could still maintain his arrogant demeanor. He sneered and said, "You're this kid's parents, right? You..."
Zhang Quan instinctively wanted to threaten them to leave quickly, but Ye Longlin interrupted him with a wave of his hand.
This made Zhang Quan's expression change slightly, feeling a bit awkward.
Xuan Niao suddenly looked up and sneered, "If you can't explain it clearly, I'll kill your whole family!"
She was not as reserved as Ye Longlin. When she showed killing intent, it instantly appeared, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.
Zhang Quan's heart leaped. This unknown young man, whether in his words or actions, exuded a powerful aura!
He was just a young man, yet his aura was so strong, it was terrifying. After some thought, he decided to retreat for now.
"Sir, things are not as you see them. When I arrived, I saw this little girl crying here with tea all over the ground. I just thought... thought..."
The more Zhang Quan spoke, the more he felt the aura growing stronger, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"You thought she was a beggar as you said, and you thought my disciple lived in a slum?"
Zhang Quan's temple throbbed. Before he could speak, a slap landed.
"Slap!"
The powerful slap sent him flying, smashing heavily against the elevator door.
"Bang!"
The elevator door was deformed.
Ye Longlin looked at him and said coldly, "You have thirty minutes to explain everything to me. If you can't explain it clearly, I'll kill your whole family."
Zhang Quan had no doubt about the terrifying killing intent and felt a very dreadful aura as his brow twitched rapidly.
"Under... understood."
Zhang Quan quickly left, not daring to linger.
Ye Longlin squatted down and silently picked up the scattered tea leaves. Some of the leaves were wet. He understood that these were Fang Cunxin's tears.
"Master, don't, don't pick them up. The ground is dirty..."
Fang Cunxin's voice was choked, but she still clenched her small fists and said. She still had many tea leaves in her hands and in her arms.
Ye Longlin asked curiously, "Then why are you still picking them up? They're not very valuable things."
Hearing this, Fang Cunxin stared blankly at Ye Longlin, a conflicted expression appearing on her face, "But... but Master... this cost one hundred and fifty thousand... I... I can't bear to..."
Xuan Niao's face changed drastically, and his rosy complexion lost all its color!
This was clearly goods passed off as genuine, and it cost one hundred and fifty thousand!
He cautiously looked at Ye Longlin, only to see his previously calming expression gradually turn cold!
As the saying goes, accompanying the ruler is like accompanying a tiger.
Ye Longlin was not a ruler, and Xuan Niao didn't feel like he was following a tiger when he was with Ye Longlin. However, whether it was the soldiers of the Dragon Pavilion or the Four Great Heavenly Kings, they all deeply feared Ye Longlin when he was angry.
In past memories, his angry states were few and far between, and moments of losing control of his emotions could be counted on one hand.
But now, Xuan Niao could clearly feel that his boss was in a state of emotional breakdown this time!
Perhaps, his cheap disciple truly mattered a lot to him.
The last emotional moment was when Xiao Cao died. At that time, Xuan Niao clearly felt the murderous aura from her, to the point where if he had spoken words of advice, Ye Longlin would have unhesitatingly broken his neck!
"Notify the Dragon Pavilion soldiers of Nan Province to abandon all their current tasks."
"If I am not given a satisfactory answer today..."
He paused, his fingertips moving, and his killing intent erupted completely!
"Level this hotel for me!"
Xuan Niao gasped, and looked at Fang Cunxin with a complex expression. Perhaps Fang Cunxin's status in Ye Longlin's heart was higher than he had imagined...
"Yes, I guarantee the mission will be completed!"
Ye Longlin lowered his head again, took half a minute to adjust his emotions, and silently picked up the tea crumbs. He then asked softly, "Is there anything else?"
Fang Cunxin bit her lip. It was as if someone was carrying everything for her behind her back, and her lonely, helpless heart found a harbor.
Her eyes red, she said, "The card my father left me... that's the only遗物 my father left me..."