52: Chapter 52 Scheming in the Dark

Ye Jing ignored the shameless words of the Tang Family. He said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Tang, but I've already established a partnership with the people from Zhenxiu Restaurant. Please leave."

"Good, very good!" Tang Shaojie looked at Ye Jing with cold, sinister eyes.

"I have important matters to attend to today. I will come back to deal with you later!"

With that, he was about to raise his whip and charge into the rice fields to trample the crops.

Seeing that Tang Shaojie was pushing things too far, Ye Jing immediately leaped into the air. The Broadaxe in his hand flew out, heading straight for the horse's legs.

The horse was immediately startled and raised its legs high to dodge the Broadaxe, causing Tang Shaojie to stumble several times on its back.

"Protect the Young Master!"

Seeing this, those Martial Artists immediately drew their blades to defend.

"You! You dare to strike at this Young Master!" Tang Shaojie steadied himself and pointed at Ye Jing's nose, trembling with rage.

"I think you're tired of living! Do you know the power of my Tang Family in Yanggu County? Not to mention a mere farmer like you, even the owner of Zhenxiu Restaurant has to give my Tang Family some Face!"

Ye Jing landed slowly, his eyes as calm as still water. He replied coldly, "No matter how powerful the Tang Family is, they cannot control my fields. If you dare to step one foot inside, don't blame the axe in my hand for being merciless!"

"Merciless?"

Tang Shaojie laughed in extreme anger, his eyes as sinister as a snake's. "Get him! Break his legs and level this wretched rice field! If anything happens, the Tang Family will take responsibility!"

In the Yan State, trampling fields privately was a punishable offense that led to prison, but the Tang Family was powerful. Not to mention an Inspector, even the County Magistrate wouldn't dare do anything to him.

Tang Shaojie was now driven mad with rage. He had lost Face to this old man several times. If he didn't teach them a lesson, everyone would mock his incompetence once word got out.

As soon as he finished speaking, those Martial Artists pounced on Ye Jing like wolves and tigers, their fists as large as sandbags, intent on beating the old man to death.

Ye Jing held back his two sons who were about to act. Without changing his expression, he tapped his feet on the ground, his figure moving like a ghost to dodge the first incoming punch.

The Broadaxe in his hand swept across with the whistling wind, aiming straight for the Martial Artist's wrist.

The Martial Artist felt a massive force strike him. His wrist was in excruciating pain and was snapped clean through.

He was then kicked away by Ye Jing.

The other Martial Artists were shocked. They immediately changed their Moves and coordinated their blade attacks. They all knew this old man was a Martial Artist.

Amidst the blade light, Ye Jing's figure moved flexibly. The Broadaxe in his hand seemed to have a life of its own; every Move was precise and ruthless, aiming for vital points.

Each of them was beaten so badly they had no chance to fight back.

Sitting on his horse, Tang Shaojie's originally arrogant expression gradually froze.

He hadn't expected this seemingly ordinary farmer to have such incredible skills.

So many Third-Stage Martial Artists couldn't handle him. Could this old man be a Second-Stage Martial Artist?!

"Ah!" At that moment, Ye Jing struck with another heavy blow of his Broadaxe. A Martial Artist was hit in the chest, and in an instant, blood stained his clothes. He screamed, unable to even crawl back up.

The hunting dogs surrounding Ye Jing howled with excitement upon seeing blood.

In the blink of an eye, the guards Tang Shaojie brought were completely wiped out. Only Ye Jing's group remained in the fields. Ye Jing looked at Tang Shaojie on the horse with eyes like torches.

Tang Shaojie shivered at the sight. This old man was very powerful, actually making him, a Second-Stage Martial Artist, feel fear.

"You! You!" Tang Shaojie stammered. Looking at the guards wailing on the ground, he cursed, "Useless trash!"

This old man took on so many Third-Stage Martial Artists alone, and he had so many strange hunting dogs and two sons who looked different from ordinary people.

This old man was likely no ordinary person. He wouldn't gain anything by continuing the fight.

Tang Shaojie pointed at Ye Jing angrily: "Old man! I'll remember you! Today's humiliation will not end like this!"

Ye Jing shouted coldly: "Get lost now!"

Tang Shaojie desperately suppressed his anger, immediately turned his horse around, and fled into the distance without looking back, not even caring about his injured guards.

Seeing this, the injured Martial Artist guards struggled to get up and limped after him.

Watching the retreating backs of Tang Shaojie and his group, Ye Jing's eyes remained cold.

He no longer had any reason to fear the Tang Family, so there was no need for superficial pleasantries.

Besides, the Tang Family was truly too much. When one can no longer endure, there's no need to endure anymore.

"Father, the Tang Family has discovered that we are growing golden spirit rice. I'm afraid they won't let this go," Ye Xuan couldn't help but say.

Ye Yi spat, "What's there to fear? Our whole family are Martial Artists. Father, you're about to become a First-Stage Martial Artist. If they dare come, I'll make sure they never return!"

Ye Jing turned and said, "Let's go home first."

After saying that, he patted Hei Feng and instructed, "Hei Feng, take your descendants and guard the fields well. Don't let anyone get close!"

"Woof!" Hei Feng barked in response.

Ye Jing smiled and patted its head.

Ye Jing had already given Hei Feng one hundred points of Immortal Light, transforming it into a Essence Spirit. Its appearance hadn't changed, still looking like a large black dog, but it could understand human speech and was very full of Spiritual Qi.

However, its only skill was Devouring Enhancement. It clearly grew stronger by eating things. It was a truly practical skill...

Moreover, its strength had become very great, so Ye Jing felt very safe letting Hei Feng guard the fields.

Back at home, Ye Jing talked about the Tang Family coming to cause trouble. His two daughters-in-law were extremely nervous upon hearing this.

Ye Jing comforted them and told the family not to worry.

With him and his two sons around, the Tang Family couldn't do anything to them. The only concern was that the Tang Family might pull some dirty tricks in secret.

"It seems I must increase my strength as soon as possible."

Ye Jing thought to himself. The Head of the Tang Family was said to be a First-Stage Martial Artist. Only with enough strength could he truly deter the Tang Family and make them afraid to attack easily.

On the other side, Tang Shaojie galloped all the way back to the Tang Family estate. He almost stumbled when getting off his horse and was hurriedly supported back to his room by servants.

Seeing Tang Shaojie in such a sorry state, the butler hurriedly asked, "Young Master, weren't you going to chase the Snow Eagle? Why are you back so early?"

Tang Shaojie brushed off the butler's hand and shouted at him, "Go! Find some people to go to Liu Village!"

The butler was stunned and asked in shock, "Young Master, what are you going to do?"

Tang Shaojie's Face was ashen, his eyes sinister. "Stop talking nonsense. I've found the whereabouts of the golden spirit rice!"

Then, Tang Shaojie recounted everything that happened today. This shocked the butler, who asked Tang Shaojie in disbelief, "Young Master, is what you're saying true?"

"Could it be false?! I didn't expect the golden spirit rice I've been looking for all this time to come from a country bumpkin! Since he won't cooperate with me, then I'll let him die!"

"Young Master, should we ask the Master for instructions?" the butler asked.

"No need! I don't want him to know I can't even handle a mere commoner!" Tang Shaojie refused flatly, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Young Master, please calm down. Since that old man has the power of a Second-Stage Martial Artist and is backed by the Zhenxiu Restaurant, we mustn't be reckless!"

The butler hurriedly advised.

Hearing this, Tang Shaojie clenched his fists and sneered, "So what if he has a backer? Once I find out his background, that old man must die!"

He was driven mad by the golden spirit rice. He only thought about quickly dealing with this seller and then avenging his humiliation!