Mr. Zhao put on his clothes. After seeing ye Xiaofan's position, he sneered and walked down the stairs in the direction of Ye Xiaofan.

"Mr. Zhao"

people around Ye Xiaofan called respectfully when they saw him.

Mr. Zhao raised his head and laughed. Then he looked at Ye Xiaofan with some ferocity.

"Very well, very well, I don't know how long, no one spoke to me like that. You're the first one in all these years."

Ye Xiaofan slowly put down the tea cup and stood on the chair, staring at the young master Zhao in front of him indifferently, without any fear.

"Although you have a big background, I'm not afraid at all. If you want me to go back with you, you can show your strength."

They have lived in the imperial capital for so many years. Naturally, they know the temper of Mr. Zhao. The other side is angry, and there will be a river of blood.

People around him saw the anger between Zhao's eyebrows. They looked pale and frightened. They discussed in a low voice, and their words revealed a breath of fear.

"In the imperial capital, it's OK to provoke anyone, because there is still a trace of life, but we can't provoke Mr. Zhao. It's not only the end of ourselves, but also the family members behind him."

"This young master Zhao has a changeable character and is very arrogant and domineering. He says that he is an order. Whoever dares to disobey him will be against him. Last year, there was an outsider with a big family background. He was supported by a seven grade baby strong man. Because he disobeyed the order of master Zhao, the whole family was cut off and the seven grade baby strong man was beaten to the bone."

"Mr. Zhao is angry. The little boy is finished!"

If ye Xiaofan was not useful to himself, Prince Zhao would have let his men capture Ye Xiaofan alive and take him back by force.

As a young Sikong, who controls the power of life and death and enjoys the kneeling and licking of countless people, how can he bear a little fart child to disobey his own words?

Zhao Gongzi saw Ye Xiaofan and asked himself, but his anger flashed across his eyebrows. He said angrily.

"Who am I? I'm Shao Sikong. I'm a senior official, a red man beside the emperor, and a brother of the prince. It's very kind of me to let you go back with me now. Don't force me to do it."

On Ye Xiaofan's small face, a harmless smile appeared. He looked back at Mr. Zhao and said, "who are you? Why should I go back with you?"

People around looked at the scene in front of them and discussed curiously.

"How can it be that Mr. Zhao is the only son of master Sikong, and how can he have a younger brother?"

"Is that little boy the younger brother of Mr. Zhao?"

"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter with you? You want to take that little boy back to Sikong Wei?"

It has to be said that this sentence is full of orders, as if ye Xiaofan does not carry out the words will face a very cruel end.

Mr. Zhao ignored them indifferently and gave no face to these people. He went to Ye Xiaofan, looked at Ye Xiaofan contemptuously and said, "you, go back to Sikong Wei with this book."

As a young Sikong, he was born to enjoy people kneeling and licking. No one dares to refute his orders. Ye Xiaofan refutes his orders in public. He just feels that his face is pressed on the ground and frictions crazily.

"If you hang up so much, the emperor dare not talk to you. If you don't pay attention to the emperor, it seems that everyone knows the rebellious heart of sikongwei."

As soon as the words were said, they were shocked. No matter who was there, they all looked frightened. They looked at Ye Xiaofan in disbelief. They did not expect that ye Xiaofan was so cruel that he directly threw the emperor out.

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