Ye Changkong couldn't help but sighed, "The ancestor worship ceremony is easy to talk about, but the key is what to do with the Wan Po Army? He will go to Yeling Mountain at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. What should we fight against him?"

Ye Chen said calmly: "You don't need to worry about what to fight him with, and you don't need everyone sitting here to worry about it."

Ye Changyun blurted out and asked: "Listen to what you mean, Wan Pojun and Wanlong Palace, can you handle it alone?"

"Of course." Ye Chen said calmly: "Tomorrow morning at seven o'clock, everyone must gather on Yeling Mountain, and no one should be one minute late! Didn't Wan Pojun come at eight o'clock? One hour is enough to deal with him. So our ancestor worship ceremony officially begins at nine o'clock!"

"Fuck..." Ye Feng, who had been slapped several times and was finally honest all afternoon, couldn't sit still when he heard Ye Chen's words, stood up and said angrily: "Ye Chen! I can't fucking take it anymore! Nothing!" It's time, are you still pretending?! Tomorrow is our death day! You are still talking nonsense, saying that you can take down the Wan Po Army in an hour?"

Ye Chen looked at him, frowned, and asked, "Did you not get enough slaps?"

Ye Feng trembled in fright, but still stiffened his neck and said: "I am not saying these words for myself, I am for the whole Ye family! I will not allow the Ye family to be sent to a dead end by you!"

Ye Chen ignored him, looked at Ye Hao beside him, and said coldly: "Ye Hao! Give me a slap in the mouth!"

"What are you talking about..." Ye Hao asked with a confused face: "Why me? I won't do it!"

Ye Chen said coldly: "Don't do it, right? Alright, pack up your things and get out of Ye's house tonight, never come back!"

"What?!" Ye Haoteng stood up suddenly, and said angrily, "Why do you let me get out of Ye's house!"

Ye Chen asked blankly: "It's been a day, and you still don't know who is in charge of the Ye family now?"

Ye Hao looked at Ye Zhongquan, and said aggrievedly: "Grandpa... Ye Chen is too much! Isn't this holding a chicken feather as an arrow?!"

Ye Zhongquan had been watching coldly, but at this moment he couldn't help being furious, and asked him: "You treat what I said as chicken feathers?! I have already said that at special times, everything in the Ye family is decided by Chen'er. Are you deaf, or are you deaf? Pretend not to understand? Or am I getting older and you are not convinced by what I said?!"

Everyone in the Ye family was frightened by the old man's outrageous appearance.

Ye Zhongquan looked at Ye Hao, and said coldly: "Chen'er just said that, if you don't follow through, pack up your things and leave immediately! It's no use asking for mercy!"

When Ye Hao's father, Ye Changyun, heard this, he looked at Ye Hao anxiously, and shouted: "Still fucking in a daze? Do you really want to get out?!"

Ye Hao was also frightened. If he was really kicked out of the Ye family, what hope would he have in this life?

So, almost without thinking, he directly raised his hand, and suddenly drew it towards Ye Feng's face.

Ye Feng was also intimidated by Ye Zhongquan's aura, he didn't even notice that his cousin Ye Hao, who had been kneeling behind his buttocks and licking him, actually raised his hand and pulled him over!

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap echoed in the hall.

Ye Feng covered his face with disbelief.

Immediately, his expression became more and more angry, and he rushed up and fought with Ye Hao, cursing extremely angrily: "Even you dare to hit me, I'm fucking fighting with you!"

Seeing the two wrestling into a ball, Ye Chen immediately stepped forward, dragged Ye Feng up, and kicked him out like a goalkeeper kicking a goal kick.

Ye Feng was kicked all over the place. Although he didn't pass out, he was in so much pain that he couldn't move at all.

Before he could speak, Ye Chen pointed at him and said coldly: "Just say one more word, and I'll arrange a plane to take you to Syria right now! I, Ye Chen, will do what I say!"

Ye Feng really didn't dare to pretend to be aggressive with Ye Chen this time.

He didn't know if Ye Chen would really send him to Syria, but he didn't think Ye Chen was joking with him.

Seeing that Ye Feng closed his mouth knowingly, Ye Chen's expression softened a little, and he said coldly: "Everyone, please remember well, we will gather at the top of Yeling Mountain at seven o'clock tomorrow morning!" JrNovels.com