Chapter 2018: Special Fetish?

" Zhuge Shan exclaimed, "The old Daoist has already used his magic to draw out his spirit and wisdom. How could he be cured so easily""Nothing is impossible, everything is down to fate."Ye Bufan smile...Wei Youde scrambled to his feet, looking disheveled and defeated, but he didn't show any resentment. He said respectfully, "Your Highness, there must be a misunderstanding. How could this humble servant possibly have the County Princess here"

Song Jian's face was frighteningly dark. "Where is your son"

"This…"

Wei Youde was able to become the head of the family, he was definitely not a simple person. He immediately realized something was wrong.

Could it be that the woman my son brought back is a princess But how could that be She clearly looks like a courtesan.

He had doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. He immediately shouted to his family beside him: "Go quickly and call the young master over to see the prince."

Song Jian waved to Zhao Lian beside him: "You go with us too!"

"Yes!"

The Wei family was large, and Zhao Lian followed the family member to Wei Ling's residence.

In no time at all, Song Yaoji, whose acupoints had been unblocked, quickly walked over. Zhao Lian followed behind her, carrying Wei Ling in his left hand and Wei Ping in his right.

"Father!"

Song Ya Ji threw herself into Song Jian's arms and burst into tears. She had been pampered since childhood, when had she ever suffered such grievance

Seeing this, Wei Youde, who had just stood up, softened his legs and knelt down again, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.

Now he could see it clearly, this woman was indeed Song Jian's daughter, the princess of the current dynasty.

He just couldn't understand how the county princess could have been taken back by his son, and how she could dress like a courtesan.

He couldn't figure out what these things meant, but one thing was certain: the Wei family had gotten themselves into a terrible mess this time.

"Spare my life, Your Highness!"

Wei Youde slumped to the ground with a thud, bowing his head repeatedly. Each bow resonated powerfully, and soon blood was streaming down his forehead.

Song Jian, however, didn't even glance at him. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the handprint on Song Yaoji's face that hadn't faded yet, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he asked, "Who did this"

"That son of a bitch."

Song Yaoji had cried enough, broke free from her father's embrace, and turned her head to glare fiercely at Wei Ping.

Wei Ping was so scared that his whole body trembled, he couldn't even muster the strength to kneel, and collapsed limply onto the ground.

He originally thought she was just a courtesan, slapping her to please his cousin, but he didn't expect to slap the face of the current county princess.

At this moment, he regretted it so much that he wished he were dead. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't even dare to touch a single hair on her head, even if it meant chopping off his own hand.

"Your Highness, please spare my life! I truly didn't know that you were the Lady Princess..."

Song Jian's expression was frighteningly grim. He had been repeatedly outmatched by Ye Bufan, leaving him with a burning rage that needed an outlet. Now, there wasn't even a shred of politeness left in him.

He gestured to the side with his hand and shouted, "Kill him!"

On Zhao Lian's command, he immediately swung his arm. From his palm, a massive wolf-tooth club materialized and roared out with a mighty swing.

"Spare my life..."

Before Wei Ping could even utter a word of plea, there was a deafening explosion. His entire body was instantly shattered into a cloud of blood mist.

The entire Wei family was so terrified that they were silent as mice, each lowering their heads in fear of being implicated.

Wei Youde lay on the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. He didn't even dare to look at Wei Ping's dead body.

At this moment, he was filled with regret. If only he had known, he would never have let his damn son go out and cause trouble.

In the past, they relied on their family connections to bully others without any restraint. They never thought that one day they would be bullied themselves.

Although Wei Ping was dead, the hatred in Song Yao Ji's eyes did not dissipate much. She turned her head again to look at Wei Ling beside her.

"My Lady, please spare my life! It was all Wei Ping's doing. He made me do it..."

Wei Ling was so scared his bones turned to jelly. He was a spoiled playboy anyway, with no spine whatsoever. He now pushed all the blame onto his deceased cousin.

He just couldn't figure it out. The esteemed current county princess, why would she meekly follow Ye Bufan and dress like a courtesan Was this the young mistress's peculiar fetish

But Song Yaoci had just almost been assaulted, so she wouldn't care about his scapegoating. She gritted her teeth and shouted, "This bastard, kill him!"

Beside Zhao Lian, there was no hesitation. The wolf-tooth staff in his hand swung out again, and another bloody mist exploded.

This Wei family's young master, who had been committing countless evils in the past, today has finally received his due retribution.

Wei Youde lay on the ground, his heart pounding. This was his only son, dead like this, but he dared not show any emotion.

Although the Wei family had many skilled fighters, they were like ants in front of An Shun Wangfu, with no ability to resist. Even after killing two men, Song Jian's face showed no improvement.

"Wipe out the Wei family for me!"

After he finished speaking, he took Song Yaoji by the hand and walked out the door. The Wei family members behind him, who had still held a glimmer of hope, were now completely plunged into despair.

These people scrambled to their feet and ran in all directions, but unfortunately, with the golden armored warriors encircling them, none could escape. Soon, cries of pain rang out one after another.

The Wei family, a notorious and powerful clan that wreaked havoc within the Tianfeng Royal City, was unexpectedly destroyed. Ye Bufan had thus removed a major scourge from the common people.

Song Jian took Song Yaoci away from the Wei family. The previous An Shun Wangfu was under construction, so they returned to another courtyard of the Wangfu.

Back in the room, he asked, "Ya Ji, what on earth happened How did you end up in that Ye fellow's hands And how did you get to Bai Hua Lou"

Also, what happened before Where did Wang Jin and the others go

At this moment, Song Jian truly had a lot of questions and couldn't understand many things.

“It's all that damned Ye Bufan…”

At this moment, Song Yaoji was under the service of her maids, changing back into her clothes. She recounted what had happened with a trace of resentment in her voice.

By the end, Song Jian was as gloomy as water. "Damn it, that Ye fellow actually managed to get Zheng Sanbao here."

He had calculated everything, but he hadn't anticipated that the top expert would make a move. After all, although Zheng Sanbao was just an eunuch, his status was very high. He ignored everyone except the current emperor and the Empress Dowager.

To my surprise, such a proud figure would actually be willing to act as a bodyguard for this young man, always available on call.

Song Yaoji said angrily, "Father, that boy has humiliated me again and again. You must avenge me!"

Zhao Lian stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, should I bring people to capture Ye Bufan and take down Baihu Tower by the way"

Song Jian's face darkened: "That's it for this matter. For now, let's not act rashly."

Zhao Lian was taken aback. According to his past understanding of the prince, he had always doted on this princess the most.

Given such a huge humiliation, one should be furious and outraged! How come you suddenly want to let bygones be bygones

Song Yaoji directly called out, "Father King, why Must our Prince's Residence still fear that petty thief surnamed Ye"

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!ps, Yi Luo Xiang was once again drenched in sweat, panting heavily. Her body had reached its limit.Although his cultivation had reached the Great Ascension stage, it was still recent and his foundatio...