62: Playing with the Zhang family

Zhang Ao Xuan sneered.

"I am happy to lose to Zhong Mingyi."

"Is that not allowed?"

"I lost, anyway."

Zhang Maosen's Face was terrifyingly gloomy.

He looked at Zhang Ao Xuan solemnly.

After a long while, he spoke.

"Is it necessary to be so proud of losing?"

"Do you know that this is smearing the reputation of the Zhang family?"

"Please do not be angry."

"In a moment, you will know why I lost."

Saying this, he looked at Zhong Mingyi with a smile.

He nodded slightly at him, signaling that Zhong Mingyi could speak.

The crowd didn't know what these two were up to.

However, from their expressions and attitudes, one could tell that they seemed to have made some kind of agreement.

The five children behind Yang Yi looked nervous.

Although they hadn't been in contact with Zhong Mingyi for long, because they had often sparred together recently, they had a certain understanding of him.

This guy was extremely smart and cunning.

He had a grudge against Yang Yi.

Could it be that he was going to betray the Yang family and betray Yang Yi?

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

No expression could be seen on his Face.

He waited quietly for Zhong Mingyi to speak.

When everyone's attention was focused on Zhong Mingyi, Zhong Mingyi enjoyed this feeling very much.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with an incomprehensible pride.

"You all heard it just now, right?"

"He admitted defeat."

"I defeated him."

The crowd was silent.

Zhong Mingyi raised his eyebrows and walked forward a few steps, seemingly wanting to trouble Yang Yi.

"Foster father, do you have anything to say?"

Yang Yi placed his hand on the table and tapped twice, thinking as he said, "Well done."

"Very well done."

"Eat with the children tonight."

Zhong Mingyi's Face fell instantly.

"Is this your reward for me?"

Yang Yi smiled noncommittally.

Zhang Ao Xuan couldn't help but sneer from the side.

"It's a pity you call him foster father."

"He treats you like this."

"I think you should come to our Zhang family."

"Come to my Zhang family."

"I will guarantee your wealth and glory."

"And I can let your father control the entire Tian Yuan City."

In the Face of such huge benefits, most people would be bewitched.

However, Zhong Mingyi smiled slightly and suddenly turned to look at Zhang Ao Xuan, his voice stern.

"You, a defeated opponent, what qualifications do you have to speak wildly in front of me?"

Zhang Ao Xuan was stunned on the spot, unable to tell if Zhong Mingyi's words were from the heart or if he was acting.

No matter the situation, he was furious because of this sentence.

Even if it was acting, he could not insult me like this.

This was the awareness that a servant of the Zhang family should have.

He slammed the table and stood up, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Zhong Mingyi, do you know what you are saying?"

"Never say such things again."

"Otherwise, I will show no mercy."

Immediately, he sat back down under the surprised gazes of the crowd.

Everyone was a bit confused about Zhang Ao Xuan's thoughts.

Anyone could see that he was a proud and ruthless young man.

But at this moment, he was able to tolerate Zhong Mingyi, which was truly incomprehensible.

Although Zhang Ao Xuan did not pursue it, the others of the Zhang family were not having it.

They had never believed from the beginning that Zhang Ao Xuan could be defeated by Zhong Mingyi.

Added to Zhang Ao Xuan's attitude, which made people unable to fathom, they thought Zhang Ao Xuan might have reached some kind of agreement with Zhong Mingyi.

However, even so, Zhong Mingyi could not speak wildly and without restraint.

One Middle-aged man stood up coldly, looking at Zhong Mingyi gloomily.

"Regardless of what kind of agreement you have with Zhang Ao Xuan, my Zhang family cannot be insulted by someone like you."

"If you dare to insult my Zhang family, you must be prepared to die."

Zhong Mingyi deliberately looked at Zhang Ao Xuan with a pleading look.

Zhang Ao Xuan pondered for a moment, looked back at the Middle-aged man, and pondered.

"Wait a moment."

The Middle-aged man frowned but eventually sat back down.

At this moment, Zhong Mingyi said, "Foster father, you should know very well how strong Zhang Ao Xuan is."

"I was able to defeat him without a fight."

"Are you only giving me a meal?"

"That's too unreasonable."

"If you don't give me something good today, I might defect to the Zhang family."

Hearing this, the Zhang family members showed a hint of smugness on their Faces.

They had finally waited for Zhong Mingyi's words of goodwill towards them.

At this moment, everyone understood why Zhang Ao Xuan had to tolerate Zhong Mingyi everywhere.

So they had already discussed it.

Yang Yi also couldn't guess what Zhong Mingyi was thinking.

Originally, he wanted to reward him well.

Seeing his attitude now, Yang Yi said with an unkind tone, "Go wherever you want."

"I have never forced you."

Zhong Mingyi's mouth twitched.

He was about to betray him, and Yang Yi's tone was still so tough.

Couldn't he say a few soft words to keep him?

He really didn't care about him.

He felt slightly disappointed, but his inner intention had not changed.

He grinned and said with his eyes closed, "For the sake of my father's Face, I will stay in the Yang family for the time being."

"As for the Zhang family, I don't look up to them."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Ao Xuan was furious, stood up, and stared fiercely at Zhong Mingyi.

Zhong Mingyi lifted his chin and deliberately raised his voice.

"Are you deaf?"

"I said I don't look up to the Zhang family."

"I despise them."

"I don't care to go there."

"Do you understand?"

"If you didn't understand, I'll say it again."

"You dare to tease me!"

Zhang Ao Xuan drew his sword and stabbed at Zhong Mingyi.

Zhong Mingyi lost his previous prestige, ran quickly behind Yang Yi, and pushed two of the children out.

"Help! Help!"

"Someone wants to kill me!"

The two children who were pushed out held swords and stared coldly at Zhang Ao Xuan.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to slaughter him!"

Zhang Ao Xuan held the sword in his hand, gritting his teeth, his arms trembling with anger.

Yang Yi smiled softly and looked faintly at Zhang Maosen, who was sitting on the side without saying a word.

"Let him step down."

"This is not a place for fighting."

"We already fought a match just now."

"Zhong Mingyi has already won."

"If you are not convinced, he can go out and fight again."

Zhang Ao Xuan stared coldly at Zhong Mingyi and said viciously, "If you have the guts, come out and fight me again."

Zhong Mingyi shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"Not going, not going."

"I don't have the guts."

Zhang Ao Xuan was so angry that he stared, but he had no way to deal with it.

Zhang Maosen persuaded him a few words, and he finally returned to his seat, staring dead at Zhong Mingyi, wishing he could tear him into pieces.

Zhong Mingyi stood behind Yang Yi, feeling slightly uneasy.