Overlord, Love Me Tender

“Don’t!” Ye Feng Yu lowered his voice. He didn’t want to startle Ye Qing Luo.

He pulled Zi Ling to retreat by the door and gently frowned as he said. “What an alchemist’s greatest taboo is to be disrupted by others, especially when their soul is immersed in refining a pill, the danger is even greater.”

Failing to refine a pill is a trivial matter.

What’s frightful was if the alchemist injured themselves. What would be more serious was if the alchemist’s soul suffered damage while refining a pill.

Zi Ling was so anxious that her fingers fidgeted. “Then what should we do, those people from the Yuchi family are really too overbearing. We won’t be able to block them!”

As they were speaking, outside in the courtyard, countless sounds of hurried footsteps already arrived.

The abandoned courtyard’s gate sounded loudly with people banging on it.

Several imposing voices shouting abuses could even be heard. “Ye Qing Luo, don’t hide inside like an ostrich! Since you dare to injure our fourth young master, you should have the guts to bear with our anger!”

“Ye Qing Luo, roll out here for this old man! This old man will have you know the consequences of setting yourself against the Yuchi family!”

“…”

These abusive voices were quite strange.

There was even Ye Tian Kuang’s raging reprimand. “Vile spawn! Hurry and open the door or else don’t blame me for breaking down the door!”

Hearing Ye Tian Kuang’s voice, Ye Feng Yu was stumped for words for a moment.

It’s actually father!

Very quickly, he then understood.

It turned out that Father sold out Elder Sister and was going to hand Elder Sister over to people from the Yuchi family!

The fires of rage burned in the depths of Ye Feng Yu’s eyes as his five fingers clenched tightly into a ball.

He truly was unable to understand why Father had always aimed against Elder Sister. Even if Elder Sister was born disabled and was incapable of cultivating profound qi, she was still his daughter after all, isn’t that right?

Everyone said that even wild beasts looked after their young.

But Father totally didn’t care about Elder Sister’s life.

For a moment, Ye Feng Yu’s feelings were complicated.

He felt even more guilty towards Ye Qing Luo.

Birthed from the same mother, siblings birthed from the same parents, yet he enjoyed the treatment of the Ye family’s young master in the front courtyard.

Yet his sister’s couldn’t even compare to that of a servant.

Anger boiled up in his heart as he walked towards the abandoned courtyard’s gate in large strides and opened it.

Outside, standing in front of the gate were three middle aged men.

The man at the frontmost wore a navy blue robe with a golden silk belt. With a glance, one could tell that the ornament suspended from the belt was out of the ordinary in quality.

That awe-inspiring appearance was fierce and aggressive.

And the two people behind him were actually those two…level nine mystic profound grade defenders that Ye Feng Yu saw before that day.

With an ashened face, beside them was Three Springs Sect’s steward Ye Chang Wei.

Once the gate opened, several people were going to charge inside.

Ye Tian Kuang saw that it was Ye Feng Yu and furrowed his brows tightly.

Ye Chang Wei was very good at capturing Ye Tian Kuang’s various moods as he immediately said. “Eight Young Master, you’re the Ye family’s Eighth young master, how can you come to this kind of place.”

After he spoke, he then advanced forward and grabbed Ye Feng Yu’s hand.

Ye Feng Yu’s cold eyes flashed as he waved his palm and separated Ye Chang Wei’s hand.

Ye Chang Wei’s profound grade was above his, but didn’t dare to strike back to some extent and only evaded Ye Feng Yu’s palm energy.

“You also know that it’s that kind of place here?” Ye Feng Yu suppressed his anger, as his gaze directly pressured Ye Tian Kuang.

“Father, I’m the Ye family’s eighth young master. Being at this abandoned worn out courtyard is an insult to my status. Then have you ever thought that the person who lives in this abandoned worn out courtyard is Three Springs Sect’s Young Matriarch, she’s the Ye family’s first wife’s daughter, Ye Qing Luo!”

“Yu’er!” Ye Tian Kuang sternly berated. “Take note of who you’re speaking to!” No matter how, he’d never expected that Ye Feng Yu, who’d always been obedient and well-behaved, would actually use this kind of attitude to question him today on Ye Qing Luo’s behalf!

Hadn’t Ye Feng Yu always hated Ye Qing Luo the most?

Suddenly, a sweet voice, which sounded just like the sounds of nature, leisurely sounded. “You know, Little Yu, it doesn’t make sense to reason with a bunch of livestock.”