Ye Tian: "When are you getting married?"
"Your sister-in-law is going abroad to study for a period next week. After she returns, it will be time for the New Year. So, the wedding has to wait until after the New Year."
Ye Tian: "Getting married next year is also good. We can prepare more thoroughly."
Ye Shaodong remembered the matter of the cemetery and said, "Xiao Tian, do you think Mr. Li's arrangements will be effective?"
"He is a contemporary master of Feng Shui, of course, it will be effective," Ye Tian said. "Our Ye family does not bully others, but if someone bullies us, we will retaliate. I have already warned Wen Lingdu, but unfortunately, he is stubborn. If there are any consequences later, you cannot blame me."
The two brothers drank until one o'clock in the morning. After Ye Shaodong went to sleep, Ye Tian returned home.
Lin Ziyi had already gone to bed, so he went into the yard to practice his footwork. As dawn approached, out of the thirty-six types of footwork, he finally mastered three, which was much better than the first time.
After breakfast, he rested for a while and continued practicing in the morning. Around ten o'clock, Lin Ziyi suddenly called.
"Tian Ge, something bad has happened. Dad was injured at the construction site, and several workers were also injured."
Ye Tian was startled: "What happened?"
"The local bullies insisted that Dad buy their sand and gravel. Dad found an intermediary to negotiate with them, and a conflict arose. Alas, the intermediary was seriously injured."
Ye Tian: "Don't worry, Ziyi. I'll be there immediately."
At this moment, Ye Tian's eyes were filled with rage. Last time, when Lin Jinsheng told him about this matter, he didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect that the bully would dare to injure someone!
He drove his car and sped all the way, soon arriving at the construction site. From a distance, he could see two groups of people confronting each other, standing on opposite sides.
One side was Lin Jinsheng's people, and the other was a group of fierce-looking villagers. He drove his car directly between the two groups.
Seeing a Series 7 car approaching, people from both sides were stunned and temporarily stopped their arguments.
Ye Tian got out of the car and walked towards Lin Jinsheng. Lin Jinsheng's head was broken, bleeding profusely, and his face was swollen. He looked quite disheveled.
Lin Jinsheng saw Ye Tian and breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiao Tian, I didn't want to trouble you, but I didn't expect it to escalate like this."
Ye Tian asked, "Uncle, are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Jinsheng shook his head: "It's nothing, just my head is broken."
Ye Tian observed the wound and saw that it had stopped bleeding. He immediately nodded: "I'll bandage it for you when we get back."
He asked, "Why did these people attack?"
Lin Jinsheng sighed: "I found an intermediary who had some standing locally. Who knew they wouldn't even give him face? Not only did they beat the intermediary, but they also beat me."
At this moment, from the crowd opposite, a rough voice cursed, "Damn it, whose BMW is parked in the middle? Believe it or not, I'll smash it for you?"
Ye Tian raised an eyebrow, walked around the car, and came in front of the speaker. This person was in his early forties, not tall, about 1.7 meters, but very strong. His eyes were like copper bells, the kind of person with excess energy.
The man had a round face and a bald head. He sneered, "Kid, move your car."
Ye Tian said lightly, "Originally, I wanted to negotiate with you and resolve the matter. But seeing how ugly you are, I've decided to teach you a good lesson."
The man was stunned, then furious: "Kid, you're looking for death!" He raised his hand to strike, but Ye Tian grabbed him.
"Ouch!" The middle-aged man cried out in pain, and his body immediately went numb.
Then, he knelt on the ground with a thud. Ye Tian let go of him and sat on the hood, saying faintly, "Slap yourself."
Thus, the middle-aged man, as if not under his own control, began to slap himself. He had this ability when he was released from prison, and now it was perfected.
The middle-aged man slapped his own face repeatedly. Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes filled with fear.
Lin Jinsheng was shocked. It was the first time he had witnessed Ye Tian's extraordinary abilities. How did he do it?
After the man had slapped himself more than a hundred times, his face was swollen beyond recognition. Ye Tian then said, "Stop."
The middle-aged man stopped and cried, "Immortal, I was wrong. Please spare me."
In his understanding, Ye Tian was an immortal and should not be offended.