Chapter 22: Kneeling Down is Your Honor

Inside the Ye residence, in the hall where Ye Long was seated.

In the grand hall, Ye Long sat proudly in the main seat, watching as Ye Chen approached slowly. His calm gaze showed no signs of emotion, leaving his thoughts unreadable.

"Are you Ye Chen?" Ye Long's gaze fell upon Ye Chen, asking lightly.

Ye Chen did not respond, just casually glanced at Ye Long, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

This is one of the Three Heroes of the Imperial City?

Since when did this kind of trash dare to call himself a hero?

Feeling Ye Chen's disdain, Ye Long's pupils contracted slightly. "I admire your courage, so I've decided to give you another chance. Be my martial attendant, and all previous matters will be forgotten."

Ye Long's words caused a stir among the crowd.

"Young Master Ye Long is truly magnanimous, to still give that person another chance."

"Why don't I have such an opportunity?"

"Hush, you don't want to live? You are Ye Qian's attendant. If he hears these words, you'll be in trouble."

The crowd erupted into whispers, many looking at Ye Chen with endless envy and jealousy.

Throughout the entire Ye family, even some of the main family's descendants, all wished to become Ye Long's martial attendants, solely because Ye Long was the next family head, the most powerful heir.

If one could become Ye Long's attendant, their status would surely rise.

Ye Chen's luck is truly remarkable.

Offending Ye Long, yet instead of pursuing punishment, he's given the opportunity to become his attendant.

Turning from a worm into a dragon, soaring to the sky, perhaps this is an apt description of Ye Chen now.

"Phew, he should compromise now." Ye Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Could it be that he's intentionally drawing Ye Long's attention to become his attendant?" Ye Zhen speculated inwardly, perhaps there is indeed such a possibility.

Going against the grain often leads to extraordinary results.

But Ye Chen's next words shattered his speculation completely.

"If you want me to be your attendant, you're not worthy, Ye Long. What are you, a piece of trash?" Ye Chen's voice was calm yet filled with intense disdain.

With his words, the scene erupted like a calm lake suddenly struck by a boulder, causing waves of shock.

"Good heavens, he actually refused and insulted Young Master Ye Long?!"

"He's giving up his chance at survival."

"Ungrateful fool, he simply doesn't know what's good for him. If he doesn't want this opportunity, he should give it to me."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Ye Zhen and Ye Xiang were shocked to the core.

If there was still a chance to turn back before, then this sentence completely cut off any retreat. Even if Ye Long was magnanimous, he would never give any more chances.

Ye Chen was doomed.

Truly, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell.

If he had agreed to become Ye Long's attendant, his status and position would have soared. However, by refusing and even insulting, he had pushed himself into the abyss, with no hope of redemption.

The entire scene, apart from Wu Qingxue and Ye Feng, probably only Ye Cang remained unsurprised.

"Young Master, this person is incredibly audacious and ignorant, daring to insult you. Please give the order, and we will kill him," one of Ye Long's attendants spoke up, a Spirit Martial Realm Seventh Level martial attendant.

Ye Long remained silent, not uttering a word, his deep gaze firmly fixed on Ye Chen.

A faint killing intent emanated from him, his whole being like a frigid abyss capable of freezing one to death.

From birth until now, in twenty years, he, Ye Long, had never been so humiliated. Even when facing members of the imperial family, he had never been treated like this.

This Ye Chen was truly arrogant.

Standing up, Ye Long descended from his seat at the head of the room and approached Ye Chen, his voice heavy, "My name is Ye Long, one of the Three Heroes of the Imperial City, the most dazzling prodigy of the Ye family in this generation. Without accidents, I will be the next head of the family, and by then, I will command a million-strong army."

"And so what?" Ye Chen's lips curled into a smile, full of disdain.

These identities might seem like honors in Ye Long's eyes, but to Ye Chen, they were worse than trash.

The Three Heroes?

Prodigy?

Was this trash even worthy of being called a prodigy?

The position of family head, a million-strong army, to Ye Chen, they were nothing but insignificant.

"So what?" Ye Long laughed, a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Don't you understand? I am bestowing upon you a great opportunity. Be my attendant, and one day, you will stand above the masses."

"Hahaha."

Ye Chen burst into laughter, as if there was no one else around.

His laughter was wild and insane, filled with mockery and disdain.

At the same time, his aura began to change slowly, his green robe billowing without wind, accompanied by a chilling killing intent.

"Do you think you're dazzling?" Ye Chen asked coldly.

"Isn't that so?" Ye Long's expression was proud.

Ye Chen sneered.

"With your meager cultivation and status, you're nothing but garbage in my eyes. What qualifications do you have to be proud, let alone to have me serve as your attendant? Don't even talk about you, even if your father stood here, he wouldn't have the qualifications."

"Now, I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down and become my attendant, and I can overlook everything that happened before."

As he spoke, Ye Chen's killing intent was unabashedly revealed.

Who dared to be so audacious in front of the Supreme Immortal Emperor, demanding him to be an attendant?

Was he, Ye Long, worthy?

Crash!

Outside the hall, the crowd was even more shocked, with waves of astonishment rippling through.

So arrogant.

This Ye Chen was actually so brazen.

They had seen arrogant people before, but in front of Ye Chen, it seemed like the arrogance they had seen before was nothing but child's play. He was the true definition of arrogance, to the point where it was beyond comprehension.

Even Ye Long, who had some arrogance before him, seemed soft compared to him, lacking any trace of arrogance.

"You want me to kneel down and be your attendant?" Ye Long looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.

He couldn't even dream that Ye Chen would be so audacious.

In the main family, asking him, the top prodigy of the main family, to kneel down and then serve as his attendant?

He had given him chance after chance, but Ye Chen not only didn't appreciate it, but also insulted him, boasting that even his father, the current head of the Ye family, dared not be so audacious in front of him, dared not demand him to be his attendant?

At this moment, Ye Long's killing intent also surged madly, unreservedly.

To dare to insult him, to insult his father, to insult the Ye family.

Even the royal family dared not, let alone a lowly descendant from a branch family.

"Kneeling down is your honor," Ye Chen said.

His words were not wrong.

Kneeling down to the Supreme Emperor and becoming his attendant was definitely an honor.

But in Ye Long's eyes, in the eyes of everyone, this wasn't bestowing honor, but seeking death.

"Damn it, he's too arrogant. I used to think that as a member of the Ye family, I was already arrogant in the Imperial City, but compared to this lunatic, I'm damn gentle."

"Seeking death, definitely seeking death. Insulting Ye Long, insulting the head of the family, even if he's the master of the Xuantian Empire, don't even think about saving his life."

"He's dead for sure."

The crowd was continuously shaken, and no one believed that Ye Chen could still survive.