Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Chapter 62 Stirring Trouble

Several Family Heads followed Zhao Qingming and the two Divine Doctors from Miaojiang to the Zhao family's back courtyard.

Even though the Divine Doctors had left, those present were still discussing the affairs related to the two Divine Doctors and Miaojiang!

"Master Lin, there are no seats at the other tables. There are some seats next to that good-for-nothing son-in-law, so how about we sit there?"

Su Ya, with her arm linked through Master Lin's, spoke in a tender voice.

Master Lin did not refuse and immediately followed Su Ya toward Ye Ling.

"Sir, should I drive these two annoying flies away?"

Spotting that Su Ya and Master Lin were heading in their direction, Ye Jiu spoke up and asked.

Ye Ling chuckled lightly and shook his head, saying with a smile, "Don't startle the snake by hitting the grass, I want to see what those two sorcerers are really up to."

"Yes, sir!"

Ye Jiu complied and no longer paid attention to Su Ya and Master Lin.

While they were talking, Su Ya and the two men had already approached them.

"Ye Ling, weren't you supposed to be traveling in Gusu with Su Rou? What are you doing here, and where is my dear little sister Su Rou?"

Su Ya looked at Ye Ling, her expressions filled with arrogance.

Ye Ling didn't even glance at her and completely ignored her.

"My friend, Su Ya is speaking to you. Why are you pretending not to see?"

"Not to mention that Su Ya is my woman, Lin Yuan, but given that she is your fiancée's sister, you should treat her with courtesy!"

The man Su Ya was clinging to, who was Lin Yuan, furrowed his brow and spoke unhappily.

Ye Ling looked up and glanced at him, chuckling as he said, "Lin Yuan? Who is this nobody, and what does your woman have to do with me?"

This Lin Yuan somewhat resembled the Zhao family's powerful Hall Master Lin Zhantian, suggesting there might be a connection.

Even if Lin Zhantian himself were present, Ye Ling wouldn't regard him as important, let alone one of his juniors?

"Ye Ling! Do not be too arrogant!"

"Master Lin is the nephew of the Grand Hall Master Lin Zhantian of the dominant group, and his status is not something you can disrespect so lightly!"

"You'd better apologize to Master Lin immediately, or I'll ask you to leave my father's birthday celebration!"

Zhao Qingming spoke with restrained intensity from the side.

Ye Ling actually dared to disdain Lin Zhantian publicly like this.

As the overarching Hall Master of Ba Hall and a Great Grandmaster himself, Lin Zhantian commanded immense power.

This wasn't someone anyone could look down upon.

Lin Yuan's face turned extremely gloomy. He had always prided himself on his identity as Lin Zhantian's nephew, and hearing Ye Ling belittle Lin Zhantian that way, how could he endure it?

What Lin Yuan didn't understand was that, with Ye Ling's identity as the Northern Liao King, Lin Zhantian, merely a regional leader from Jiangnan, indeed had no right to sit at the same table as him.

Not having the qualification to sit at the same table naturally meant he had no right to pour Ye Ling a drink.

"Zhao Qingming, today is the eightieth grand celebration of the Family Head of the Zhao family. By rights, I shouldn't cause trouble at this time."

"But this guy dared to disrespect my uncle so blatantly, I must teach him a lesson!"

Lin Yuan addressed Zhao Qingming with a cold voice.

A slight smile appeared on Zhao Qingming's face as he spoke, "Young Master Lin, I had already told you before, my Zhao family also holds a grudge against this man!"

"I just don't understand why this guy still dared to come to our Zhao family's estate. If it weren't for my father currently attending to those two Divine Doctors from Miaojiang, I would have had my father throw this guy out already!"

"If Young Master Lin is willing to take action, my Zhao family would be immensely grateful!"

Where would Zhao Qingming stop Lin Yuan from taking action against Ye Ling?

Ye Ling and the Zhao family already had enmity, and he was internally eager for Lin Yuan to immediately strike, crippling Ye Ling and throwing him out of the Zhao residence.

"Good! I understand Young Master Zhao's intent," Lin Yuan responded with a cold smile.

Subsequently, he released a trace of his aura.

The next second, three burly men dressed in black practice outfits appeared like specters within the courtyard of the Zhao family.

"May I ask Coach Shen, if someone dares to publicly insult our overarching Hall Master, what should be the punishment?"

Lin Yuan looked at the lead middle-aged man and spoke in a grave tone.

Upon hearing this, Coach Shen's face changed, and with a face full of killing intent, he coldly said, "Anyone who dares to insult our overarching Hall Master deserves death!"

"Good! This guy just now, in front of everyone, said my uncle isn't even qualified to pour him a drink!"

Lin Yuan looked at Ye Ling and spoke.

Coach Shen's face became even darker, and his sharp gaze firmly fixed on Ye Ling, he asked word by word, "Young man, is what Young Master Lin just said true?"

"It's true, but I misspoke earlier,"

Ye Ling glanced at him and said indifferently.