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Chapter 183 Am I going to be sentenced to death?

"I never expected this lord to be so vigilant, and even to know the other party's character so well, for fear of being the slightest bit negligent."

"Such an important figure must have quite a background."

"Sigh, I never imagined we would witness the rise of the Wang family."

.......

The group quickly spoke up, their words tinged with excitement.

At this moment, Old Master Wang's stern gaze swept over everyone, and he said with a hint of hostility, "I would like to remind everyone here today that we are hosting a very important person."

"If anyone makes a mistake today, don't blame me for being rude."

Everyone present knew that today's events were of great importance.

Sensing the faint killing intent in their words, the core disciples dared not utter a single objection and nodded in agreement.

On the other side, Wang Sanpao brought Ma Lao to the foot of Yunqi Pavilion, where they happened to meet Ye Feng who was coming in.

"Master Ye!"

Wang Sanpao's face lit up with joy, and he stretched out his hand to greet them from afar.

As their hands clasped tightly together, Wang Sanpao's smile deepened, and he said with a hint of excitement, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"No, I just arrived too."

Ye Feng nodded, then glanced at Yunxi Pavilion and said, "It's just a simple meal, is it really necessary to come all the way here?"

"Haha, shall we go to the breakfast stall where we first met?"

Wang Sanpao deliberately made a joke.

After exchanging a smile, Wang Sanpao led Ye Feng upstairs to a private room, with Old Ma following behind the whole time, vigilantly watching their surroundings.

Click!

The door to the private room was opened.

The noisy private room fell silent almost instantly.

"Master Ye, one of the younger members of my Wang family has considerable talent and has recently made some progress in martial arts. He is here today, and we would like to ask you to give him some pointers. Would that be alright?"

Wang Sanpao asked a question in a low voice, but Ye Feng didn't pay any attention and readily agreed.

"No problem, it's no big deal."

Upon hearing this, Wang Sanpao was overjoyed.

The group walked quickly and entered the private room in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, countless eyes turned to Ye Feng.

Everyone was astonished by Ye Feng's appearance.

"Is this the expert the elder spoke of? He's so young!"

"It's really surprising. He looks about my age, but he's so incredibly knowledgeable!"

"A true master doesn't reveal their abilities, and a master who reveals their abilities isn't a true master. I knew this person was extraordinary from the first glance."

......

After everyone saw it clearly, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

After all, it was the first time they had met Ye Feng, and he had come with Wang Sanpao, so he was naturally treated with more respect.

Meanwhile, Wang Haitian's eyes widened in disbelief.

This kid... isn't he Ye Feng, the one I just gave a good scolding?

How is that possible?!

Is he the esteemed person the clan elders were talking about? The distinguished guest?

Almost instantly, his entire face froze, and he unconsciously glanced at the corner of his mouth.

This unbelievable thing actually happened right before my eyes!

Before he could figure it out, Ye Feng's gaze fell upon him, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

What Wang Haitian found extremely grating.

However, Wang Sanpao did not notice this scene. Instead, he reached out and invited Ye Feng to take the seat of honor, saying, "Master Ye, please."

Ye Feng took his seat in the main seat, his posture as casual as if he were at home.

At the same time, Wang Sanpao personally poured him tea, his face full of smiles: "Dr. Ye, it is a great honor for our Wang family that you would grace us with your presence."

Ye Feng waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "Mr. Wang, you're too kind."

Wang Sanpao smiled so hard his eyes narrowed, then turned to look at the Wang family members, signaling them to perform.

Then, he noticed Wang Haitian's ghost-like expression.

I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Why did Wang Haitian, who is usually so composed, show such an expression at this moment?

"Haitian?"

After waiting a moment, seeing that the other party still showed no sign of coming up to greet him, Wang Sanpao frowned slightly and called out, "What are you all standing there for? Why aren't you coming over to pay your respects to Master Ye?"

Wang Haitian's face was pale and ashen, and his legs felt like they were made of lead, making it impossible for him to take a single step.

His mind was a complete mess.

Yesterday he was shouting "A master cannot be insulted" in front of this good-for-nothing, but today he has to bow his head and respectfully greet him.

What the hell is this ridiculous script?

Seeing that he didn't move, Wang Sanpao's face immediately showed a hint of displeasure: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

As soon as he heard this, Old Master Wang realized something was wrong and quickly nudged the other person, urging, "Go! Master Ye is right here, this is your chance!"

Wang Haitian took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward to stand in front of Ye Feng.

Only then did Wang Sanpao introduce, "Haitian, this is the master I told you about before, Master Ye. Why don't you say hello?"

Wang Haitian's face turned a deep purplish-red, and he forced himself to clasp his hands in greeting: "Wang Haitian... greets Master Ye."

He spoke those last three words with more pain than swallowing a knife.

It was clearly this kid who should bow and scrape before me, even adopting a humble posture, but who would have thought that I was the one playing that role?

Ye Feng, holding his teacup, looked at him with a half-smile and slowly said, "Young grandmaster, not bad, promising."

Wang Haitian clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

This is deliberately self-deprecating!

But in front of the clan elders and the core members of the clan, he dared not lash out and could only endure it.

Ye Feng took a sip of tea, then suddenly looked up, his gaze falling on Ye Feng's face. His tone was calm, yet it carried a suffocating sense of oppression: "Someone told me yesterday that a Grandmaster cannot be insulted."

"Old Wang, do you think I'd be sentenced to death if I insulted this grandmaster?"

The calm words, once spoken, almost instantly stirred up a huge wave of emotion.

Wang Sanpao was an old hand at this, and he sensed something was wrong after just one glance. However, he quickly said, "No, no, Master Ye is joking."

"Even if Hai Tian is a grandmaster, he is still a junior in front of you. This joke has gone too far."

He gave a dry laugh, but inwardly he was having some doubts.

Could it be that Wang Haitian knows Master Ye?

Or is there some conflict or disagreement between the two?

He couldn't figure it out, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Wang Haitian stared at Ye Feng with venomous eyes, his hatred rising to the heavens. He had figured it out: this kid might not have much strength, and the reason he was treated as an honored guest was probably because of his powerful background.

In that case, perhaps I don't need to be afraid of him.

After all, he was already a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm. Such a level was among the best in the entire Dragon Kingdom. Even those with the strongest backgrounds would have to think twice before acting upon seeing his identity.

Even if I were to take action against this kid today, perhaps no one could say anything?