Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

At the moment when he was distracted, the bandit leader saw the opportunity, took out his knife, and stabbed Ye Juefeng in the back.

However, before the blade touched the young boy, a leaf flew across the sky.

Like a sharp sword edge, it cut through the bandit leader's wrist.

"Ah—!" He screamed and fell to his knees, bleeding profusely from his wrist.

Ye Siming's figure fell and stood in front of Ye Juefeng.

"Before the enemies around you are dealt with, your mind will be distracted. If you are on the battlefield, you may kill yourself."

Ye Juefeng came back to his senses, and he quietly put his palm behind his back.

"I just accidentally hit him hard, as if I killed him."

Ye Siming turned his head and looked at the bandit lying on the ground behind Ye Juefeng, who had already vomited blood and died.

He said lightly: "It doesn't matter, sending them to the government is also a dead end, you did nothing wrong."

Afterwards, Ye Siming, Ye Juefeng and his son packed up the bandits together.

Finally, the officers and soldiers were called over and carried the man to the Yamen.

After learning about this, Gu Yihan ordered people to spread the story of Ye Juefeng being able to punch bandits at the age of eight.

Occasionally meeting Zhang Yushi, he would also compare with each other whose grandson is better.

However.

The more famous Ye Juefeng was, the heavier his heart was.

Because he tried again in private.

No matter how many palms he swung, the mana did not appear.

It seemed that the momentary magic power that subdued the bandits last time was just a flash in the pan.

Half a month later.

Zhang Yuanyi invited Ye Juefeng and Jiang Shiji to go out for dinner together.

In the largest Xichun Building in the capital, she directly asked for the largest private room.

"Today, so many dishes are used to entertain you. If you don't have enough food, order more!"

Zhang Yuanyi sat across from Ye Juefeng and Jiang Shiji, and waved proudly.

A few years later, she is now a young girl.

Just like when he was a child, he has a lively personality and often goes to Gu Nuoer's place for dinner.

So she came and went, she was very familiar with Ye Juefeng and Jiang Shiji.

Jiang Shiji had a chicken leg in his left hand and a duck wing in his right, and his mouth was glistening.

"Well... delicious, Auntie Zhang is too generous!"

Originally, Zhang Yuanyi asked Ye Juefeng to call her aunt.

Jiang Shiji and Ye Juefeng grew up together, and they yelled together.

Ye Juefeng didn't seem to be that interested in food.

He only moved his chopsticks occasionally, and when he wasn't eating, he folded his arms and sipped tea leisurely.

Zhang Yuanyi greeted and said, "Feng'er, you eat too."

But Ye Juefeng put down his teacup, his handsome face was as white as jade.

He looked at Zhang Yuanyi with dark eyes.

"There are so many good dishes on display today, is it a special day?"

Zhang Yuanyi chuckled: "It's not a day, I just want to treat you two to dinner."

"Not only that, after the meeting is over, I've even booked tickets to Liyuan, and I'll take you to the theater!"

Jiang Shiji was elated: "Okay, okay, I like listening to operas the most. Xiaohuadan from Liyuan sings very well."

Ye Juefeng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

His mother had said that Zhang Yuanyi had a lively personality.

Listening to the play was too boring for her, she wanted to leave after sitting for a while.

How could he take the initiative to take them to the theater?

Ye Juefeng understood the reason for this question until they went to the Liyuan.

Hu Nian led a beautiful woman who was sitting in the front row, shaking her head and listening to the music.

Ye Juefeng looked sideways at Zhang Yuanyi.

Sure enough, she came to find Hu Ni.