Rebirth of the Supreme Evil Emperor

Ye Qing sat in the corner and poured himself a cup of ordinary tea. As he leisurely watched the stage below, he considered whether or not he should advise Ye Yanran to leave earlier.

After all, he had promised Elder Fan that he would treat his injuries tonight. He didn't have that much time to waste here, fooling around with these ignorant brats.

Not long after Ye Qing and the others entered the private room, an elegant beautiful woman around thirty years old, wearing a luxurious, bright red long robe with a thick layer of makeup on her face, pushed open the door and entered.

She was the boss of the Drunken Moon Restaurant, Xiong Wenjing. Everyone called her Sister Jing.

When Sis Jing heard that the customers in the Full Moon Hall consumed a lot of money, she specially came to toast to them.

This caused the people in the Full Moon Hall, who were talking nonsense, to suddenly feel that they had face when they saw the Lady Boss coming to toast and toast them. They all raised their cups and downed their wine in one gulp.

After Sister Jing left, a fuerdai named Zhang Dekun raised his glass and said to Yang Haitao, "I didn't expect Sister Jing to personally come over to toast, it's all thanks to Brother Tao's face."

Hearing Zhang De Quan's words, the other rich second generation member also nodded and said: "Yes, I heard that Sister Jing has a very deep background and is the wife of the leader of our county, Brother Hao of the Jianghu. I usually accompany my friends here because the head of the hall came out to greet them."

"Hao-ge? Yao Tianhao? "I've heard of him. It is said that he has many subordinates in the martial arts world, and his backer is very strong on the official level. There was once a county who didn't give him face, and in the end, he had his entire family plundered by him. Eighteen families died in one night …" A pretty girl said with admiration.

Young men and women like them were only a bunch of rich second generations and officials with a good background. How could they compare to Yao Tianhao, who was known throughout the martial world, with his sharp eyes and eyes?

Normally, he yearned for this kind of big boss the most. He was unrestrained and unrestrained in the martial arts world, causing everyone to be excited when he was mentioned.

"Hmph, no matter how amazing Hao-ge is, won't his wife obediently give our family's Hai Tao a toast?" Lin Shucheng stood next to Yang Haitao and humphed coldly, her face full of pride.

Enjoyed by the flattery of the crowd, Yang Haitao smiled proudly. His eyes were full of demonstration as he looked at Ye Qing, who was sitting in a corner in a daze.

He was still brooding over the fact that the poor brat from this small town had refused to give him face in front of everyone.

Thus, Yang Haitao raised his wine cup and walked towards Ye Qing.

"How is it, Brother Ye, are you satisfied with this Drunken Moon Restaurant?" "Look at you, so lonely. Do you want me to stop calling you for drinks and let you enjoy yourself?"

"Brother Tao, he is the Eldest Young Master from Ning Tai County. Why would he be interested in such a small scene in our county city?" Zhang De Quan sneered.

Ye Qing frowned, placing the teacup on the table with a 'pa' sound, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Yang Haitao, are you looking for trouble?"

"How could I dare? You, Elder Ye, are always so cocky. How would I dare to offend you when you're sitting there eating and drinking." Yang Haitao said sarcastically.

"Alright, enough." Ye Yanran stared at Ye Qing in annoyance, then turned to Yang Haitao and said, "Haitao, today is the birthday of Aster, why are you still making trouble?"

"Yes, yes, yes. You are right, Miss Ye. I will give myself a drink." Yang Haitao raised his glass and said with a smile.

Although Ye Qing's expression did not change when he saw the playful crowd, he was already very displeased in his heart.

If not for his promise to Aunt Ye and Ye Yanran's presence, he would have broken both of Yang Haitao's legs without a word, questioning him whether he dared to be arrogant or not.