The Yes' living room fell quiet.
Every pair of eyes focused on Ye Chenfeng. They couldn't fathom how Ye Chenfeng managed to defeat Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming without even moving a muscle.
"Grandpa, didn't you say it was time to eat just now? I'm hungry after exercising," Ye Chenfeng broke the silence, looking utterly nonchalant.
Exercising?
When Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming heard Ye Chenfeng's words, they almost spat blood in anger. From start to finish, Ye Chenfeng had simply stood in his original spot without moving a finger. How could that count as having exercised? Could he be any more shameless?
In contrast, Ye Dongjian's and Wu Kunming's clothing had been torn to shreds, looking wholly disheveled, as though they had just completed a vigorous workout.
"Chenfeng, you little rascal are too sly. Are you deliberately trying to make your uncle lose face?" Ye Dongjian couldn't master his nephew in a fight, so he had to throw in a few more words.
