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"This is too ridiculous!"
"How dare you mess around like that!"
Almost at the same time, the third elder who remembered his home and the third grandfather of the Xiong Family's Xiong Qianrann also shouted. Their aged faces trembled with anger and their eyes reddened with menace.
"This is troublesome …"
Seeing this, Lee Changkong's heart tightened. Today was a good day, but because Du Shaomu didn't know what was important, he didn't know how to end the fight.
When Ji Siming and Xiong Qianrann saw that the Third Elder and Third Grandpa's family members were indeed related by blood, both of them became extremely excited.
"Third Elder, you must avenge me!"
"Third Grandpa, help me redress my grievances!"
They had suffered a huge loss today and lost face. They were in such a sorry state and they would definitely not let that brat, Du Shaomu, get away.
"Little bastard, Marquis Fengling is so happy when he gets married. Who asked you to mess around, you little bastard. Forget about being a popinjay, you can't even tell the importance of such a happy day!"
Just when Xiong Qianrann was happy, a big hand directly grabbed him on the shoulder.
Although Xiong Qianrann was a burly man and much sturdier than his peers, he still stood up like an eagle holding a chick.
The entire field was filled with astonishment. The Third Elder of the Xiong Family grabbed Xiong Qianrann and threw him in front of Du Shaomu.
Then, he saw the Xiong Family's third elder look at Du Shaomu, his old face had a smile plastered on it, "Childe Du, that little bastard Xiong Qianrann is not sensible, he taught me a good lesson. I think that this whip doesn't have much strength, so I'll whip him a few more times, let him mess around, and then he'll teach him a lesson!"
"Trash, they are indeed trash. So many of them lost to Childe Du together, and they are usually considered to be extraordinary geniuses. This is simply disgraceful and ridiculous, why aren't they admitting their wrongs to Childe Du!"
"Marquis Fengling is overjoyed at getting married. How dare he make such a ruckus. Apologize to me!"
At the same time, the Head Elder of the Gong Family and the Third Elder of the Ji Family also grabbed Goong Lannye and Ji Siming and threw them in front of Du Shaomu.
"Bastard! Marquis Fengling is so happy getting married today. How dare you mess around like that!"
"Unlucky family. Bastard, I will kick you to death!"
"…"
All of a sudden, the experts and elders of the clan walked out while holding onto the youth who was already in an extremely miserable state.
Some of them were there by their own grandfathers and uncles. Some of them were there by their own aunts and uncles.
"Ah …"
In the blink of an eye, some of the youths began to scream miserably. That kick was real, but it was a real kick!
Lee Changkong was stunned. This isn't normal.
If this was a normal situation, these old fellows would never give up after seeing their own grandchildren being abused like this in the future. Why were they so easy to talk to today?
"Where's the whip, little brother? Can I trouble you to use the horsewhip? I will kill this little bastard!"
"Little brother, give me the horsewhip. I will whip that bastard of mine to death!"
Someone came forward and was very polite to Du Xiaohou, wanting to use the horsewhip to whip his family's bastard brat to death.
Those with more explosive tempers had already begun attacking.
"Ahhh …"
Instantly, the group of youths that had just left hell cried out incessantly.
Goong Lannye, Xiong Qianrann and the rest thought that they had found a way to rely on their loved ones. Who knew that they would get another beating in the blink of an eye?
Normally, they were doted upon to the depths of their bones by their elders and their loved ones, but now, they were all truly beating them up to the point of death. This was completely true.
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Lee Changkong was completely stunned.
His gaze wavered, and in a flash, Lee Changkong thought that the various great families would come today, probably because he was about to step into the Martial King Stage, even the two stewards of the Heavenly Pavilion and the underground pavilion would come personally. The second son of Wu Tie also came on behalf of Cloud King, letting the various great clans know about this.
"Alright, alright. I'll just teach these useless trash a lesson. There's no need to beat them to death. They're still young and insensible!"
Looking at the strong warriors in the big families, Du Shaomu waved his hand casually. He looked relaxed and I had already forgiven the bunch of trash on his face.
Seeing this, Lee Changkong could not help but glare at Du Shaomu. He was feeling extremely aggrieved in his heart.
This brat is so shameless. All the big families are giving me, Lee Changkong, face, or else I'm afraid that things would have gone up the drain by now.
Brat, you still don't know how to retreat? Do you think these families are giving you face?
Lee Changkong was frustrated. He didn't have time to talk about Du Shaomu as he stepped forward to smooth things over with the elders and powerhouses of the big families: "Everyone, these children are young and are just messing around. It's not a big deal. Forget it, forget it."
"Alright, alright. Since my father-in-law has spoken, forget it."
Du Shaomu said to the elders and elites of the large families.
Hearing Du Shaomu's words, Lee Changkong immediately glared at Du Shaomu. This guy was really shameless.
"Thank you, Marquis Fengling for your magnanimity, thank you, Childe Du."
The elders and experts of the various great families had also stopped fighting, beating up the future of their clans. Their hearts were in pain, not to mention that all of these people were already in a miserable state, so it would be a lie to say that they didn't feel sorry for them.
Goong Lannye, Ji Siming, and the others didn't dare to say anything more. They immediately hid behind him and looked at Du Shaomu. The gazes in each of their eyes were as if they had seen a ghost.
Today was definitely the most terrifying day of their lives, with both physical and mental attacks. For some reason, even the clan members seemed to have changed.
What made them even more heartbroken was that they had personally pulled the carriage to allow someone to marry the goddess of their hearts.
In this lifetime, what could be worse than today?
They were just teenagers, too. Who wasn't a baby yet?
Ye Chen stood in the corner and looked at Goong Lannye and Ji Siming who were beaten up again. He couldn't help but feel extremely glad that his father wasn't there.
But then again, Ye Chen felt that his dad usually felt bad for him, and he felt a pain in his heart like it was his own. But then again, Ye Chen felt that his dad usually felt bad for him, and he felt a pain in his heart like his dad felt bad for him.
"Yueling City Ye Mingchao, congratulations on getting married!"
Just as Ye Chen was deep in thought, he heard a familiar voice.
Ye Chen followed the direction of the voice and looked over. From afar in the crowd, there was a tall and big middle-aged man. He had a sturdy figure and was dressed in strong clothes.
"City Lord Ye!"
Soon, the elders and experts from the other clans cupped their fists and greeted them.
Ye Mingchao returned the greeting and nodded his head. His gaze, however, was looking for the groom in the crowd. He also easily found the groom in red robes. His eyes immediately turned solemn and he was about to step forward.
"Brother Ye!"
Lee Changkong stepped forward to stand in front of Ye Mingchao. Apart from the Eastern Ocean thousands of miles away, another City Lord had personally come. This was Lee Changkong's face.
"Congratulations Marquis Fengling! This is truly a celebration. Only today did I know that your son-in-law is …"
Looking at Lee Changkong, Ye Mingchao was also very excited, and his gaze was filled with envy.
"Father."
At this moment, Ye Chen walked up helplessly.
"Chen'er, what happened to you …"
Before Ye Mingchao could finish speaking to Lee Changkong, he suddenly looked at Ye Chen, whose face was deathly pale with traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. His face instantly changed and became anxious, his heart almost breaking into pieces.
"I …"
Ye Chen wanted to say something but hesitated. He looked at Du Shaomu who was standing not far away and didn't know what to say.
"It's Brother Ye like this. Young Master Ye, along with the students from the Dreamy Cloud Academy, you made a bet with my son-in-law. In the end, you lost. A group of children are just messing around. It's no big deal."
Lee Changkong felt helpless. At this time, he could only try to smooth things over. However, in his heart, he prayed that Ye Mingchao would not go crazy.
Even his entire Dreamy Cloud Ninth City knew that Ye Mingchao was a pet, Maniac Devil.
Having a genius son, Ye Mingchao had been doting on him every day. Now that Ye Chen seemed to be injured and in a sorry state, it would be difficult for him to not go crazy.