C320 Is he really a fool (1/2)

Although Luo Shanhe was a spiritual-type Adept, he was still a beginner, or at the end of the day. It was enough for him to be toying with ordinary people with that little bit of cultivation, but in front of Ye Qian, it was simply toying with his family's reputation.

The sound of the zither stopping abruptly, and the Luo Shanhe who had blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, all of these seemed extremely strange.

The people below the stage were all confused. They had no idea what had just happened, and stared blankly at the stage.

Let alone them, even the old foxes behind the stage looked at each other in confusion.

”old man Nan Gong, did you see what happened just now? How did that brat Ye Family make his move? ” Patriarch Ouyang said with a puzzled expression.

Clan Head Nangong shrugged helplessly: ”I'm also curious, what happened just now?”

”This is really strange, could it be that Ye Family brat is a freak? This old man has never seen someone who can break a psychic power without doing anything at all, right?” The old man continued to guess with his voice. ”Could it be that that brat, Luo Shanhe, was unable to control his superpower well and got devoured by it?”

In the end, these knowledgeable old guys could only come to this conclusion. Spiritual Adepts, after all, were capable of subtly controlling the minds of others. It was something that could easily backfire.

In reality, it was not really like that. Luo Shanhe was indeed injured by Ye Qian, but what Ye Qian used was not a physical attack, but a suppression from his consciousness.

In Ye Qian's eyes, these bullsh * t spiritual-type Adepts were only born with slightly greater spiritual will than others. Compared to Ye Qian's Perception that was comparable to a Worldly Immortal, Luo Shanhe was still far behind. With just a casual stare at Luo Shanhe, Luo Shanhe was unable to block Ye Qian's powerful divine will attack him and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sitting at the side of the piano in a daze, Luo Shanhe took a deep breath and glared at Ye Qian.

Although he did not know what had just happened, Luo Shanhe was sure that all of this was definitely related to Ye Qian.

Luo Shanhe suddenly stood up slowly from his seat, pretended to be refined as he bowed towards the audience and said: ”Hehe, please forgive me for being disrespectful, but I did not know what to do just now, and accidentally blended this emotion into the music before I spat out blood. I lost my composure, please forgive me!”

What a load of crap! Ye Qian sneered, but did not expose Luo Shanhe's little trick.

However, the guests below the stage who did not know the truth all had their mouths agape, as they really believed Luo Shanhe's trick.

”Sigh, to be able to spit out blood while playing the piano, it seems that Young Master Luo is truly a passionate person!”

”That's right!” Some people said as they looked helplessly at Fang Miaoge and Ye Qian who were on stage, ”Sigh, what a pity! ”If Miss Fang and Young Master Luo are together, then …”

Feeling the waves of whispers below, Luo Shanhe's pale face once again revealed a sinister smile. Although he had missed the piano piece that he had played many times, Luo Shanhe did not seem to want to give it up.

Slowly walking, he walked to the side of Fang Miaoge and Ye Qian. Luo Shanhe looked at Ye Qian with disdain and said: ”Young Master Ye, I was just disgrace myself just now. But as Miss Miaoge's fiancé, shouldn't you go up and play a song to help us all enjoy? ”

Although his own plan had failed, Luo Shanhe did not want Ye Qian to be so calm. After all, Ye Qian had already become the number one imaginary enemy Luo Shanhe had pursued.

Seeing Luo Shanhe a little unwilling to let him go, Ye Qian immediately rejected him and said: ”I, Ye, disdained to do things like picking people's teeth, so I thank Master Luo for your good intentions!”

Luo Shanhe immediately laughed contemptuously: ”Young Master Ye, are you disdaining this or do you not know how to?”

After a short pause, Luo Shanhe continued to mock Ye Qian: ”Oh, I forgot that Young Master Ye is born into a poor family, something like a piano that only exists in the upper class. Seems like I was not considerate enough, and made things difficult for Young Master Ye! ”

Luo Shanhe's words immediately drew the laughter of the audience. After all, even though Ye Qian was rich and well-off, he was still defined by these so-called upper-class society as being a nouveau riche and a country bumpkin that wasn't even close to being a good person.

Separating hearts and scornful chains was something that was imperceptibly rooted in the hearts of everyone. Of course, without these, the sense of superiority of these people would not be reflected.

In the face of Luo Shanhe's taunts, the first one who was unhappy was Fang Miaoge.

Fang Miaoge immediately wanted to stand out and protect Ye Qian, that desire was very strong.

”Luo Shanhe, what are you saying? If you want to continue babbling nonsense here, then please leave. Our Fang Family does not welcome you!”

Luo Shanhe laughed lightly, and did not directly clash with Fang Miaoge. He only squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Qian who was behind Fang Miaoge: ”Young Master Ye, if a man like him doesn't know, then he shouldn't. What's there to be embarrassed about, hiding behind a girl, this is meaningless!”

”That's right, Ye Family brat, don't be so stubborn, it's not shameful that you can't play the piano!”

”That's right, not everyone in this world is an expert, what's there to be embarrassed about?”

Laughter came up from below the stage one after another. Although it looked like they were helping Ye Qian out, most of them were actually mocking him.

Behind the stage, the Clan Head Nangong laughed disdainfully: ”Not only is the Luo Family's kid's methods dirty, I never thought he would show off in such a lowly manner. He's simply not a noble house!”