I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Compliments and praises came one after another, and the gray-robed young man named Ye He responded to everyone with a smile on his face.

"Ye He?" Hu Tiannu seemed to have some impression.

"This little fellow has good talent and is from the collateral branch." Ye Wu Kuang still looked at the dancer playing the fairy music below and spoke lightly without turning his head.

"Oh, it's him." Hu Tiannu suddenly remembered something.

"Why, do you know him?"

"Ye He is the leader of this generation of young collaterals and the most talented person. His ancestor is the fifth priest Ye Liang."

"It's quite famous, right?" Fox Tiannu responded.

"The descendant of Ye Liang." Upon hearing this, Ye Wu Kuang turned his head and glanced at the young man in gray robe.

At the same time, the blood connection also made Ye He notice Ye Wukuang.

Seeing the tea and wine on the other party's table, as well as their appearance, Ye He thought for a moment, but found that he had never seen them before.

"Could it be coming from outside Yuancheng?" Ye He thought.

In the Ye Clan, not all direct descendants live in Yuan City. Some are stationed in the ten companion stars and areas outside Yuan City.

After a moment's silence, Ye He did not choose to step forward to say hello, but turned around and sat in his seat.

The old man next to him glanced at Ye Wukuang and the other two with a serious look, and then sat down next to Ye He.

"These two people should have come from outside Yuan City." The old man said in a low voice.

"Well, I guessed it. It should be a descendant of a direct lineage who returned to Yuancheng recently." Ye He responded calmly.

Then he clapped his hands and signaled the waitress to bring the wine.

The maid seemed to know Ye He, and she soon came over with a pot of Eternal Longevity Tea, smiling.

"Master Yehe, you haven't been here for some time." The maid's beautiful eyes were full of spring and she was full of charm. She raised her hand to pour wine for Yehe.

"Haha, I went out for something some time ago." Ye He said with a faint smile.

"Miss Feng'er has been thinking about you a lot these days." A fragrant breeze blew over, and the maid leaned close to Ye He's ear and whispered.

Ye He remained calm upon hearing this, and simply tapped the table three times with his index finger.

The maid nodded and left with a smile.

The old man next to Ye He, who was also his second uncle, turned a blind eye after seeing this scene.

Soon, many more people came to the third floor. Among them were members of the Ye clan from the side branches, a small number of direct descendants, and foreigners of relatively high status.

There were many people who greeted Ye He, but they were all collateral relatives, and there was not a single direct relative.

Correspondingly, the collateral clansmen also ignored the direct lineage and just talked happily with each other.

There were also direct descendants of the clan who came to greet Ye Wukuang, but they were all treated perfunctorily by Ye Wukuang.

Just when Piaoxian Pavilion was becoming more and more lively.

Another familiar figure appeared.

Ye Ziyang, who organized the protest march, came and was also the leader of the younger generation.

He was surrounded by groups of good friends, all of whom were, without exception, direct descendants of his clan.

"Brother Ziyang!"

"Brother Ziyang is here too!"

"Meet Master Ye Ziyang."

Almost all the young direct descendants of the clan on the third floor stood up and greeted Ye Ziyang.

Ye Ziyang was wearing a green robe, with delicate features. At this moment, he had his hands behind his back, with a proud look on his face, and he looked very sharp. He looked like a real dandy.

"Ah."

"Ah."

Ye Ziyang nodded in response to the direct descendants who greeted him.

He glanced at the foreigners who avoided looking at him, as well as those collateral relatives who ignored him.

He snorted coldly at first. Then he suddenly shouted loudly:

"I will cover all expenses for all the direct descendants today!"

As soon as these words came out, the direct descendants present cheered immediately...

"This brat." Hu Tiannu watched the scene speechlessly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wu Kuang looked at this dandy young man twice more.

Representatives of the younger generation, both direct and collateral lines, were present.

One party has poor talent for cultivation, but has the most prominent and noble status.

One party has strong talent in cultivation, but is inferior to the other in status and position.

There is bound to be a good show today.

As expected, Ye He spoke first. He turned his head and looked at Ye Ziyang with a smile.

"As expected of the young master of Yuan City, he is really generous. I envy him."

As soon as the young master of Yuan City uttered a few words, the third floor suddenly became quiet, and some young men from other races showed fear in their eyes.

Mockery, this is the ultimate mockery. Everyone understands that Ye He's words are meant to mock Ye Ziyang for being lawless in Yuancheng and for taking advantage of his status to treat Yuancheng as his home.

Sure enough, Ye Ziyang's face suddenly turned gloomy when he heard this.

The other party's words were not only directed at him, but also vaguely referred to his grandfather.

Everyone knows that the only person in charge of Yuancheng now is the high priest, the acting patriarch. The meaning of the other party's words is extremely sinister.

"What did you say? Do you dare to say it again?" Ye Ziyang spoke angrily with veins bulging.

Ye He spread his hands with a smile on his face.

"Master Ziyang, you misunderstood. I didn't mean anything else. I just said that you are of noble status. But if Master Ziyang is angry and wants to teach me a lesson, we can go outside Yuancheng to exchange ideas."

"If I lose, I can kneel down and kowtow to you and admit my mistake."

The collateral clan members watched all this coldly, and some of them sneered.

Ye Ziyang and Ye He are both over a hundred years old, but although they are the same age, there is a huge gap in their cultivation levels.

Ye Ziyang's talent is actually not bad, otherwise he would not be the leader of the direct lineage. He is 136 years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the emperor realm. Compared with other members of the tribe, he is considered to have a strong talent.

However, Ye He's talent is stronger than his. He is only 130 years old, but his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Wheel of Rebirth. With the addition of the God Devouring Body, he can be said to have no rivals in the same realm.

More importantly, Ye Ziyang and Ye He’s experiences are completely different.

Ye He often trained and fought alone in the Baijin Mountains, while Ye Ziyang almost never left Yuancheng...

With such a comparison, it is clear who is stronger and who is weaker.

Ye He's words were only three simple sentences, but they pierced into the hearts of every member of the direct lineage like a steel needle, making their faces extremely gloomy and glaring at Ye He angrily.

Ye He was still smiling and sipping his wine, as if nothing had happened.

Beside him, the old man stared at the stage below with an expressionless face from beginning to end, ignoring everything that had just happened...