The two of them each staggered back several steps before barely coming to a stop. Yet in this exchange, Ye Fan had clearly held the upper hand. With his formidable physique, he merely took a few breaths before calming the surging blood and qi within him.
Ye Xing's face, meanwhile, had flushed slightly red. Only after several breaths did he circulate his cultivation and suppress the boiling blood and qi in his body.
"What are you trying to do?" Ye Xing coldly asked Ye Fan and Ye Xiwen.
"Pretty boy, didn't you hear? You cut in line. Didn't your parents teach you to follow the rules?" Ye Fan sneered, baring his teeth. He did not take the renowned Ye Xing seriously at all; instead, a glint of excitement rose in his eyes.
One look at Ye Fan's expression told Ye Xiwen that his battle-crazed obsession had flared up again!
On the road here, Ye Fan had said more than once that he wanted to beat up every genius of the Main Family and let them know who the Ye Family's number one genius truly was!
Ye Fan's words seemed to have struck Ye Xing's sore spot. Ye Xing stared at Ye Fan and Ye Xiwen with an exceptionally ugly expression.
"Good, good, good!" Ye Xing was enraged to the extreme. Ever since he had made a name for himself, no one had ever dared treat him this way.
"What are you making such a racket for?" At that moment, a thin old man walked out from the Ancestor Worship Hall. After glancing at the three confronting one another, he said impatiently, "Are you planning to cause trouble in the Ancestor Worship Hall? If you dare make trouble, don't blame this old man for showing no mercy!"
Everyone seemed to fall