Although Mittel Ya Fei's standing in the Mittel Family was now vastly different from before, those old fogeys of the Mittel Family still threw their weight around because of their age and treated her like a junior. The old man who had just entered, intending to reprimand Mittel Ya Fei and settle accounts with her, was one of them. He had originally been the acting Supervisory Elder, but Mittel Ya Fei had now directly taken that position. The depth of his resentment and hatred toward her was easy to imagine. That was also why his grandson—the one Fang Yu had just slapped into a bloody mist—had acted as he did.
Before he could utter a single word of reprimand, Fang Yu slapped him again the moment he entered the room. This time, too, he showed no mercy, directly turning this Dou Ling expert into a bloody mist.
The sight startled Mittel Ya Fei. Even her tender, affectionate face turned somewhat pale, though she also breathed a sigh of relief.
"This should deal with most of the trouble. From now on, no one in your Mittel Family should dare touch you. I really don't know what that Ice Emperor Hai Bodong is good for. He couldn't even protect you and allowed an old fool like this to come trouble you."
As soon as Fang Yu finished speaking, an incomparably icy figure entered the hall. It was none other than the Ice Emperor Hai Bodong whom Fang Yu had just mentioned. The moment he entered, he cupped his hands toward Fang Yu.
"Young Master, please forgive me. It is not that this old man could not protect Miss Ya Fei. It is simply that I have been entangled by that old fellow from the imperial family these past few days, leaving me