Nie Yun had not the slightest favorable impression of this old man.
He listened to one side and believed it blindly, with a suspicious nature. That alone made Nie Yun thoroughly disgusted.
That was precisely why, no matter how many times Ye Tao had begged him, he had refused to treat him.
Of course, that alone would have been one thing. If people did not offend him, he would not offend them—but this man was clearly trying to use him as a stepping stone to establish his authority. How could Nie Yun let him have his way!
So what if you were one of the Twelve Dukes? Even if you held real power, you could not cover the sky with one hand!
In the past, Nie Yun might have swallowed his anger. But now... screw you!
At worst, he could use Yun Yan's connections!
Even if he did not want to trouble Yun Yan, he had treated so many high-ranking officials and nobles these past days that he had built up a certain network. Though these people might not match the status of the Twelve Dukes, they could still stop the dying helmsman of Ye Estate.
Therefore, Nie Yun showed no courtesy toward the man's provocation and directly rebuked him.
Did he take him for a soft persimmon, to be squeezed and kneaded as he pleased? Dream on!
"What did you say?"
Upon hearing this, not only was Old Master Ye Xuan stunned, even Ye Xin froze on the spot, unable to process it.
What status did Old Master Ye have?
One of the Twelve Dukes, and ranked near the top at that. Even among the current high ministers of the Pu Tian Dynasty, there were few who dared rebuke him like this. Yet some country doctor who had crawled