Too merciful?
Hearing this familiar voice, Du Guidao's eyes lit up, and he looked up at the sky.
At this moment, not only the people present heard the voice. Even a woman who lived deep in the courtyard and was cultivating peacefully heard it.
"Young Master!"
...
"May I ask who you are? If I have offended you, please, for the sake of the Qi Sect, spare me!"
As his body was unable to move, Chen Gong could only brace himself and bring out the prestige of the Qi Sect, hoping to salvage some room.
But how could he know that mentioning the Qi Sect was even worse. The moment this name was uttered, a killing intent flashed in Ye Ming's eyes.
After all, as he learned from Bai Xiaochuan, the severe cold poison planted in Fang Junxue back then was very likely related to the Qi Sect.
If Fang Junxue hadn't wanted to resolve her grievances with the Bai family herself, Ye Ming would have already wiped out all those who had harmed Fang Junxue back then.
And the young master of the Qi Sect was one of them.
In Bai Xiaochuan's memory, the eldest young master of the Bai family had once attempted to send Fang Junxue to that young master of the Qi Sect.
Who would believe that there was no connection between them?
Therefore, when Ye Ming arrived at the Du family and saw that the Qi Sect was once again targeting Du Yuemian, he had already formed the intent to kill.
"Qi Sect? Heh!"
Ye Ming stepped on empty space, as if walking on flat ground, towards Chen Gong.
Bang!
"Ah!"
With each step he took, the pressure on Chen Gong increased, and his once straight back began to bend.
Bang!
"Ah!"
With another step, Chen Gong's seven orifices were bleeding, and his face was already indistinguishable.
"If I didn't want to go against Junxue's wishes, do you think the Qi Sect would still exist today?" Ye Ming's eyes were filled with indifference, and his voice was devoid of any emotion.
At this moment, everyone who witnessed this scene could barely breathe.
This sudden mysterious young man was too terrifying.
A Martial Emperor was completely defenseless.
Could it be...
Thinking of something, they all instinctively took a step back, their faces filled with horror.
As for the other Qi Sect disciples, they had long been scared silly. The Grand Elder, whom they believed to be all-powerful, was so pathetic.
Some disciples with weaker dispositions even fainted on the spot.
By the time Ye Ming reached the ground, Chen Gong was already like a puddle of mud, sprawled on the ground. His aura was as precarious as a thread.
"Martial... Martial God?"
At this moment, Chen Gong kept repeating these two words.
Only by reaching the supreme realm of Martial God could one tread on empty space and travel freely.
This was the Realm of Melting Heaven.
It was only then that he understood that what those legends described were true.
That terrifying powerhouse had appeared before him.
"Hahaha! Ye boy! I thought you had forgotten my Yuemian!"
Du Guidao casually glanced at Chen Gong on the ground, then withdrew his gaze, looking at Ye Ming with a face full of smiles.
"Grandfather! What are you talking about?"
Just then, a delicate and coquettish voice came from behind Du Guidao.
Along with this voice came a hint of shy anger.
Du Yuemian's face was slightly red at this moment, and her breathing was a little rapid.
It seemed she had run all the way here.
Considering the time, it had been about a week since Ye Ming and Du Yuemian last met.
When Ye Ming saw Du Yuemian, dressed in a black dress instead of her usual preference for leather pants, the coldness in his eyes slowly faded.
Upon meeting again, Ye Ming clearly felt a gentle and womanly demeanor emanating from Du Yuemian. And in her beautiful eyes, he caught a hint of an emotion called "longing."
And these were things Du Yuemian had never revealed to outsiders.
Only when facing the young man before her would she display her "coquettishness" and "gentleness."
"Yuemian!"
Ye Ming naturally opened his arms and looked at the beauty not far away.
His intimate call caused Du Yuemian to lose all resistance.
No shyness!
No nervousness!
Only longing!
Without hesitation, she rushed towards that warm embrace.
When her body was enveloped by a pair of hands, her entire heart melted.
Her eyes turned slightly red.
But a smile played on her lips.
"Young Master! Yuemian... misses you so much!"
Du Yuemian wrapped her arms around Ye Ming's waist and rested her small head on his chest. She held him tightly, not wanting to let go.
Feeling the longing of the woman in his arms, Ye Ming gently stroked her hair, inhaling her faint fragrance. His heart was also lost in a daze.
"Come with me!"
Ye Ming said softly.
Upon hearing these four words, Du Yuemian's body trembled visibly. Her eyes gradually became moist, and tears slowly slid down her cheeks.
"Mm!"
Although her voice was trembling, Ye Ming could clearly feel the excitement from the depths of her heart.
At this moment, he suddenly felt like a scoundrel.
It was only now that he realized Du Yuemian must have endured a lot of torment.
His initial intention was to have Du Yuemian accompany her family in the provincial capital. But he had overlooked Du Yuemian's personal wishes.
Perhaps what she truly wanted was to be with the person she was embracing now.
"Alright! You'll become a messy cat if you keep crying!" Ye Ming gently wiped away the tear stains on her face and said warmly, "My Yuemian is not that fragile!"
My Yuemian!
Hearing these words, it was simply too sweet to the heart of the person before him.
It had to be said that our Master Ye had quite a knack for wooing girls.
"Young Master! I... I'm not crying! I'm happy!"
Du Yuemian pouted her lips, stubbornly saying.
"Hahaha! Good! Not crying!"
Ye Ming patted her fragrant shoulder and chuckled.
"Cough... cough!"
At this moment, Du Guidao, who was standing nearby, seemed unable to bear it any longer. He cleared his throat as if pretending,
"I..."
Hearing this voice, Du Yuemian's small face instantly turned red. She lowered her head, not daring to look at the gazes of those around her.
On the other hand, Master Ye had seen much greater storms. He directly took Du Yuemian's small hand and walked towards Du Guidao.
All his movements were smooth and natural, as if he had done it countless times.
"Grandpa Du!"
Ye Ming greeted with a smile.
As for Du Yuemian, she kept her head lowered, not having the courage to look up.
"You... you brat! Look at you, as soon as you came back, you've completely stolen this girl's soul!"
Du Guidao glanced at Du Yuemian, with a tone of regret that she was not progressing as he wished.
However, the corners of his eyes were almost squinted into lines, and he was on the verge of bursting into laughter.
This grandson-in-law, he was extremely satisfied with.
"Grandfather! You... Hmph!"
Hearing her grandfather still teasing her, Du Yuemian stomped her feet in embarrassment, appearing playfully cute.
"Alright! Grandpa Du! We'll chat again later!"
At this moment, Ye Ming turned around, looked at the Qi Sect members, and his eyes gradually turned cold again, saying,
"Let me deal with them first!"