Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 967 967: Very Reasonable

How patient!

For now, it's quite reasonable that he hasn't directly thrown someone out.

"Dad, please don't."

Jin Ya hastily opened his mouth: "Mr. Ye is a Fairy, possessing great mana, my brother and I have seen it with our own eyes."

"Shut up!"

Father Jing ignored it and started drinking again. "Azhu knows nothing. Don't you know either?" That's your grandfather! He's my father! What are you doing? What are you planning to do? If you're not going to help, don't play around here!"

Then, he glared at Jing Chu and cursed again, "I told you to go to Jiuzhen Palace to invite an Immortal. It's not a small matter. Who did you call? Explain yourselves, who is this?"

Just now, upon hearing that his son invited an Immortal, Father Jing had been quite pleased. After all, the Immortals of the Nine Emperor Palace are not easily invited by just anyone. His son managed to invite an Immortal down the mountain. He had some patience for this. How could he have imagined that instead of an Immortal, he'd invited a hairy boy?

How could this be real?

This boy looked no older than his own child, pale and weak. He seemed like a frail boy drained by the color of wine. Father Jing had no idea where Jing Chu found him.

What use could such a person be? Can you really expect this young man in his twenties to solve problems that have stumped countless experts?

That's not some flowers and plants, a piece of clothing, or a mattress that you can just patch up and discard once broken, that's my father! How can you joke about this?

Therefore, he didn't even consider giving Ye Fengsheng any respect. After scolding his children, he quickly left without even glancing at Ye Fengsheng.

The master's household was like this, not to mention the experts around who mocked Ye Feng with a glance, then continued happily discussing previous matters.

Such a hairy boy, who might not even have his own grandchildren yet, dares to be called an "Immortal"? Could he solve the troublesome issue facing Mr. Jin's family?

That was something from three hundred years ago.

"Dad! You..."

Seeing his father's attitude, Jing Chu was anxious and wanted to say more. However, upon hearing a shout from outside the crowd, his expression slightly changed.

He saw a middle-aged monk dressed in monk's robes surrounded by a crowd. Wherever he walked, the crowd parted for him.

The monk appeared simply dressed, yet the beads in his palm refracted light beneath his eyes. They were polished from better golden Nan wood, a fine material not easily measured by yellow and white items today!

"This... This is Master Du Qing from Yun Mountain Temple!"

"Didn't Master Du Qing go to the mountain for cultivation ten years ago, vowing never to step back into the mortal world? Who has such great capability to invite him here!"

Someone recognized the monk and his eyes lit up, and those around surged into the courtyard, oblivious of the throng around them.

For a moment, the hall was still crowded. At this time, only Jingjing and the three siblings of Ye Fengsheng stood alone.

Jing Chu quickly seized the chance to comfort Ye Fengsheng: "Mr. Ye, don't worry. My father has this temper. Please forgive him. I'll convince him later."

Seeing how powerful Ye Fengsheng was, he was really afraid that Ye Fengsheng would leave in a huff without a word.

That way, not only his grandfather would be in danger, but he would have also offended the mighty deity Ye Fengsheng.

Even a renown Holy Land like Jiuzhen Palace had been razed to the ground by him, let alone a place like Luxi City where the Jing family resides.

Ye Fengsheng merely nodded to indicate he didn't mind, to comfort them.

At this moment, in his perception, there was a lingering malicious spirit in the upper area. Unlike the ordinary spirit of monks, this spirit was exceedingly murky, with a hint of filth. What concerned Ye Fengsheng more was that no monk could place such a spirit above.

Reflecting on this point, Ye Fengsheng couldn't fathom which monk would leisurely and deliberately sow this kind of trouble for an elder in the secular world, not directly killing him but leaving a spiritual torment to slowly fester. What kind of hatred would this require?

At the thought of this, outside a group had already squeezed Du Qing, the monk, into the main hall. Upon hearing these words, it was clear that Monk Du Qing was Jing Chu's Uncle, Jing Ya's Uncle, and Jing Liangping had specially invited him from Aiyun Mountain, spending a substantial amount of money.

At this intersection with the Qing Dynasty, he was a respectable monk as well. When people asked him questions, he twisted his bead string, intermittently spoke two phrases from the Vajra, such as "If I heard" and "All hearts are not in their hearts", which caused those nearby to nod, claiming he spoke the truth.

Jing Liangping couldn't watch anymore. After all, he spent a lot of money to bring Master Du Qing down to treat his father's illness. Where could these noble experts afford to waste time?

He said, "Please hold on a moment. I invited Master Du Qing this time for my father's illness. Now that my father's life is uncertain, please grant me this convenience."

This statement didn't wait for the crowd's response but turned to the monk and said, "Master Du Qing, please come upstairs with me to diagnose my father's illness."

Du Qing nodded slightly, "Amitabha Buddha, please..."

"Don't read the Buddhist scriptures for that fool."

Before Du Qing could finish speaking, the entire hall fell silent, with a crisp drinking chuckle, and everyone turned their gaze on the one who spoke. His eyes were filled with astonishment.

"You, who are you?"

Jin Liangping felt conceited; he had successfully invited Du Qing down from Yuntai Mountain. Did someone dare to speak so brazenly here, insulting him? What audacity is this?

However, Ye Fengsheng didn't even put it in his eyes, without even listening.

Seeing this scene, Jing Liangping grew even angrier, "Who! Who brought this man who doesn't know the heavens and earth's height here!"

"Do you know Master Du Qing's identity? What is your identity? How dare you insult me like this!"

For a moment, the hall was filled with Jing Liangping's angry voice. The rest didn't even dare to breathe. Additionally, those who usually had some friction with the Jing family but couldn't retaliate stood to the side, eager to watch the drama unfold.

What is Master Du Qing's status? That's a virtuous monk, who has been in seclusion for more than a decade! He's a master of his generation! Ordinary people wouldn't even say "yes" to him; meeting him is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Now Jin Liangping's mentor was invited in various ways, yet in the Jing residence, a young man had insulted this master rudely. Isn't this ridiculous?

The Jing family is having a major event!

The major fluctuation spread rapidly, let alone Jing Liangping, even Father Jing's face now darkened greatly.

He never imagined that the person his son brought back would dare to speak to Master Du Qing like this in public!

Where did his son bring back such a living treasure?

It's not just his reputation on the line, but the dignity of the whole family!

What was he planning? Was he going to let everyone watch the Jing family's joke? Was he going to make the Jing family a laughingstock of Luxi?

Thinking of this, he said, "Throw this troublemaker out, save it here for his nonsense!"

Who was he speaking to?

Of course, Jing Chu!

If he didn't know it was this person brought back by his son, Father Jing might have thought this person had been sent by another family to cause trouble and bring shame upon his family, hence inviting Master Du Qing properly. Where would this troublemaker ruin things?