"Old man Sheng Xingzi..."
"Say your real name! Sheng Xingzi my ass!" Ye Feng furrowed his brow and scolded loudly.
Ye Feng still wasn't used to constantly hearing 'Sheng Xingzi, Sheng Xingzi'; it felt as if he were in a martial arts TV series.
Upon hearing Ye Feng's remarks, Elder Yang's face turned red and, with slight embarrassment, he said, "My name is Yang Tiechui, and I'm a bodyguard hired by Mr. Ye. I'll be at your service for the next ten years..."
"Yang Tiechui." Ye Feng's face remained calm, but there was a hint of amusement in his heart. So, he had such a down-to-earth name.
No wonder he opted for a pretentious name like Sheng Xingzi.
"Ten years!" Upon hearing Yang Tiechui's words, Lin Shiyu suddenly got angry, pointing at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, has your brain been kicked by a mule? If you hire a bodyguard, not choosing a strong, young one is enough, but now you actually choose an old man and even let him stay in our house for ten years? What are you thinking?"
