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Chapter 3424 The Contrast is Too Great
Among these people, the most stimulated was the Young Master. He was lying on a stretcher, but his body was still limp.
He was merely a distant relative; because his aunt married the former Dong Feng, he relied on this connection to act arrogantly and oppressively.
This time, after being severely beaten by Little Qing, he brought out Dong Feng to avenge himself, but he didn't expect to be beaten by this Old Man again.
He originally thought that since the Dong family head had personally intervened, the other party would surely die, and he would definitely get his revenge.
But he never dreamed that the Old Man was actually the Old Ancestor of the Dong family, whose status was countless times higher than the family head.
How could he get revenge now? He probably couldn't even save his own life.
Dong Cheng knelt on the ground, his heart filled with extreme fear.
His position as family head was entirely given by the Old Ancestor; if Dong Sen was displeased, he could easily make him leave.
At this moment, he cursed the Young Master's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, including Dong Feng, who had just been turned into a mist of blood.
Offending the Dong family's Old Ancestor, what a grave sin that was.
But he couldn't afford to be angry now; the most urgent matter was how to salvage his image in Dong Sen's heart.
"Old Ancestor, your grandson was not strict enough in managing subordinates and offended you. Please punish me!"
As he spoke, his clothes instantly burst into countless fragments, revealing his bare back.
Then, an iron rod appeared in his palm: "Please punish me, Old Ancestor!"
The Dong family head kneeling in the street to ask for forgiveness was something that hadn't happened for many years!
Since even the family head did so, how could the other Dong family members dare to hesitate? They also tore off their clothes, revealing their bare arms, awaiting punishment.
The surrounding crowd watched in awe. In the past, the Dong family had always been arrogant and domineering. When had such a scene ever occurred?
While shocked, they all looked towards Dong Sen.
"Is this the Dong family's Old Ancestor? I heard there was such an existence before, but I wasn't qualified to meet him…"
"The Dong family's Old Ancestor, as far as I know, is a First-Order Desolate War General, and also a powerful Elder of the Elder Council…"
"The Dong family's Old Ancestor's status is too high. Being able to see him today is a blessing cultivated in a past life…"
The crowd discussed animatedly. Many people were already curious about the legendary Old Ancestor, and seeing him suddenly today made them incredibly excited.
Coupled with the performance of Dong Cheng and others, it further highlighted how high the Old Ancestor's status was.
However, Dong Sen at this moment had no mood to enjoy the admiration of the crowd. He even wished he could tell these people that they had recognized the wrong person.
But obviously, this method wouldn't work. Others might be mistaken, but Dong Cheng could never be mistaken.
But if he didn't deny himself, there would be big trouble immediately.
Indeed, his guess was spot on. Before the crowd could react, he was heavily slapped on the back of his head, directly knocking him to the ground.
Little Qing's moves were swift and ruthless, leaving him no way to dodge or defend, so he could only take the fall headfirst.
"You Old thing, how dare you lie to my Big Brother? Didn't you say you didn't know them just now? Why are they all kneeling and calling you Old Ancestor now?"
Little Qing was furious, going up and kicking him several times on his backside.
"Uh!"
At this, everyone present was completely dumbfounded. What was going on now?
Just now, the Dong family's Old Ancestor was high and mighty, accepting the worship of the Dong family head, and including these people present, all with eyes full of reverence.
How could he be beaten like this by a little loli in the blink of an eye? The contrast was too great, falling directly from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.
And who exactly was the other party? What was her identity?
Before they could figure out what was happening, Little Qing grabbed Dong Sen by the collar and threw him heavily in front of Ye Bufan.
"Explain clearly to my Big Brother, what exactly is going on?"
"Young Master Ye, I lied just now. I am the Dong family's Old Ancestor, and those people were all from my Dong family…"
In front of so many people, Dong Sen felt utterly aggrieved, but he had no other choice.
His strength was lacking, and he was completely suppressed by Little Qing, having no right to resist at all.
"How are you talking to my Big Brother? Kneel!"
Little Qing kicked out, directly sending Dong Sen kneeling to the ground.
At this, the surrounding crowd was completely bewildered, including Dong Cheng, who was also kneeling on the ground.
What exactly was going on? Did he recognize the wrong person? But that was impossible, this was clearly his family's Old Ancestor!
But how could the high and mighty Dong family's Old Ancestor, a First-Order Desolate War General, an Elder of the Elder Council, be bullied like this?
And who was this little loli, and who was the Young man accepting the Old Ancestor's worship?
"Alright, tell your Dong family members to get lost quickly, don't delay my important business!"
Ye Bufan frowned slightly. He was in a hurry to find Jin Meier and really had no mood to be distracted by these trivial matters.
"Thank you, Young Master, for your magnanimity!"
Dong Sen quickly got up from the ground. When he turned around, he had completely changed, all his anger directed at the Dong family members.
If it weren't for that Young Master coming to cause trouble, if it weren't for the Dong family's rampant arrogance, how would he have suffered such humiliation?
People are like this; since Little Qing cannot be provoked, then find a soft persimmon to squeeze.
He stepped forward, and with another slap, he directly turned the Young Master on the stretcher into a mist of blood.
Then he turned around and kicked Dong Cheng in the chest: "You bastard, what have you managed the Dong family into?"
"Hurry up and go back to reflect behind closed doors; I'll deal with you when I return!"
Dong Cheng was kicked dozens of feet away, but he dared not show any dissatisfaction as he got up from the ground.
He had felt it clearly just now: this was his family's Old Ancestor, a true First-Order Desolate War General, otherwise he wouldn't have such formidable strength.
It was just that he couldn't understand why this Old Ancestor would fear that little girl, and why he would be afraid of that Young man.
But these matters were not for him to manage. He lowered his head and respectfully said: "Yes!"
Then he led the Dong family servants and fled in disarray, leaving here in extreme embarrassment.
"Young Master, it's been taken care of. Please come with me."
When Dong Sen turned back again, his face had changed to a fawning smile, and his demeanor was incredibly respectful. This art of changing faces left the surrounding crowd dumbfounded.
Ye Bufan didn't bother with pleasantries and simply waved his hand: "Lead the way!"
Dong Feng agreed and immediately led the way, his movements clean and swift, fearing that a slight delay would result in another blow to the head from Little Qing.
Ye Bufan and the others followed behind, quickly disappearing from the street.
Behind them, the onlookers did not disperse for a long time; many had not even recovered from the shock.
Shocking, it was truly too shocking!
That was the Dong family's Old Ancestor! Why was he so respectful to that Young man? What was the other party's background?
"Who exactly is that person? Could it be the legendary Fourth-Order Desolate War God?"
"Impossible! I haven't heard of such a young War God in our Honghuang Heaven Domain!"
"No matter what, he must be an extraordinary big shot, otherwise he wouldn't have scared the Dong family's Old Ancestor into such a state…"
Although Ye Bufan had left, he left countless legends in his wake.
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