After breaking off the engagement, my aloof fiancée regretted it

After finally relaxing, Ye Tianming lay beside the campfire, feeling extremely relaxed and comfortable.

He looked at the stars in the sky, his mind full of thoughts.

"I don't know if we can find the remains of Kunpeng's bones this time!"

Time passed unknowingly, the sky became completely dark, and more and more cultivators gathered around the burning bonfire.

Everyone is looking for the remains of Kunpeng's bones.

Now that I have gained nothing and there is no conflict of interest, I can actually sit down and drink and chat peacefully.

Suddenly, a fresh breath surrounded me.

Ye Tianming raised his eyes and saw Lin Yujiao and Lin Qing'er, who were smiling.

He sat up and looked curiously at the transparent glass bottle pressed on her soft breasts. The shaking liquid inside was the source of the fragrance.

Lin Yujiao handed over the glass bottle with both hands.

"Try it! Xiaoqing and I often make fruit wine, it tastes very good!"

Ye Tianming raised his eyebrows, very surprised.

"Is this the gift you were talking about?"

As he said that, Ye Tianming reached out to take it.

Many glances were cast at him from all around, and those glances were like knives, cutting into him fiercely.

Ye Tianming didn't care at all.

Although the atmosphere among everyone was much more harmonious, there were still many hostile glances directed at him from time to time.

Whether it is Ji Qingwan, the Lin Yujiao sisters, or even Miss Lin, they can always attract everyone's attention in an instant.

Can only be forced to become the focus of everyone.

Anyway, he has become accustomed to it.

Lin Qing'er handed Ye Tianming a cup as if performing magic.

"Here, a wine glass made especially for you."

The green bamboo tubes were cleaned and neatly arranged in a row in front of him.

Ye Tianming laughed and quickly filled the glasses with wine.

"I toast to you! Thank you for the fruit wine!"

As he said that, Ye Tianming drank it in one gulp. The refreshing aroma of wine filled his mouth, mixed with a faint sweetness. Every sip was an ultimate enjoyment.

I don’t know how the two sisters did it, but the fruit wine tasted refreshing when it reached their mouths, but soon turned into warm wine and spread in their stomachs. It was such a pleasure!

Before he knew it, Ye Tianming had poured several more cups.

Lin Qing'er looked at his enjoying expression and couldn't help but move closer.

"Let me taste your flavor?"

As she spoke, Lin Qing'er moved closer to Ye Tianming without any hesitation, reached out to take the wine glass, put her rosy lips on the place where Ye Tianming had touched the wine, and drank it in one gulp, her face full of intoxication.

"Sister, this wild fruit tastes much better than what we drank before."

Lin Qing'er introduced herself excitedly, her fair and smooth face flushed, making her look more charming and pretty.

As she spoke, she took the wine glass and poured it into Lin Yujiao's mouth.

The happy people didn't notice at all that there was a man not far away with a gloomy look that seemed to be dripping with water. His eyes were like knives, fixed on Ye Tianming from time to time, and he was shrouded in a murderous aura that was perceptible to the naked eye.

The air pressure of the people around also dropped, and they all felt it as their eyes turned.

"Brother Hong, how about we go over and ask for a drink?"

The disciple, who had seen through the man's thoughts, suggested respectfully.

The man glanced over with a cold gaze, and the haze in his eyes dissipated a little, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Tianming, revealing a ferociousness as if he saw prey.

He chuckled, "That's a good idea."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards the playful Ye Tianming and his companions step by step.

"Beauty, could you please share the fruit wine in the next glass?"

Lin Yujiao and Lin Qing'er, who were laughing and joking, couldn't help but look over, their eyes full of vigilance.

Almost at the same time, the two refused in unison: "Sorry, we can't."

Except for Ye Tianming, they are full of hostility towards most human cultivators.

Their previous experiences made them unwilling to come into contact with too many humans.

The man was so proactive that they felt he had some bad intentions.

Especially in those restrained eyes, there seemed to be a glimmer of desire.

Although they couldn't describe the feeling, they instinctively chose to reject it, automatically activating their armor to isolate the person from outside to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

The wine glass the man was holding was almost crushed to pieces. Although he still maintained a smile on his face, that smile had long since faded from his eyes.

The cultivators who had approached with him were immediately filled with indignation.

"Beauty, do you know who he is?"

"It's just a drink, why are you being so unkind?"

"If you miss this opportunity, it will be too late for you to regret!"

The disciple who spoke was full of arrogance.

The people around him also echoed: "That's right! Who in the entire Longjiang Province doesn't want to curry favor with our Senior Brother Hong? Senior Brother Hong is willing to ask you for a glass of wine, that's giving you face!"

As they spoke, everyone showed ferocious expressions, as if the two sisters who refused had committed an unforgivable sin.

Lin Yujiao and Lin Qing'er took a few steps back vigilantly and stood beside Ye Tianming.

Their relaxed smiles tightened and their eyes were fixed on the aggressive crowd.

"The wine is ours. If we refuse him, what does it have to do with you?"

Lin Qing'er raised her chin in anger, her tone turning cold.

Her temper is not as good as her sister's. For those who are pushing their limits, she just needs to teach them a lesson and they will behave themselves.

The cultivator who was scolded also had a gloomy face for a moment.

"Beauty, please open your eyes and see clearly. Are you sure you want to be an enemy of our Tyrant Palace?"

As he spoke, the man's spiritual energy surged, and an invisible evil spirit was released from him. The powerful aura rolled, making everyone's brows solemn.

The many cultivators surrounding the campfire also noticed the situation here and involuntarily cast their gazes over here.

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense.

Ye Tianming snorted coldly and looked with disdain at the man who had not said anything to stop him.

"You appear to be gentle and polite on the surface, but behind the scenes you encourage your subordinates to stir up trouble and become a coward. Is this how you want to ask others for a drink?"

Although the man was polite and considerate, there was nothing wrong with him.

But his men had been provoking him from the beginning to the end, but he just stood by and watched coldly, with no intention of stopping them.

Such a hypocritical attitude is disgusting enough.

What's more, they didn't know each other and had no connection at all, but he just ran over so unscrupulously with an arrogant look on his face.

The purpose of asking for wine is clear to everyone, as long as they are not blind.

Ye Tianming did not indulge their bad habits.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Is this Ye Tianming crazy? He even dares to offend Young Master Hong!" Someone opened his mouth wide and looked at Ye Tianming in disbelief.

"He doesn't think that Young Master Hong is comparable to the Wang family?" Someone lowered his head and talked, with a look of gloating in his eyes.

The Ji family and Lin Qingfeng, who were originally busy setting up the tent, also gathered at this time.

A group of people looked at the man whose expression was gradually becoming gloomy, and solemn expressions appeared on their faces.

"Hong Tianjie, the youngest genius of Tyrant Palace, ranked second among the eight major sects in Longjiang Province!"

"The future successor to the Lord of Tyrant Palace!"

"At only 26 years old, his cultivation has already reached the third level of the Tianshu Mirror. His future is limitless!"

The members of the Ji family stated each other's identities one after another.

Every identity brings more oppression to people.

Ji Gang stared at the man blankly, feeling bitter in his heart.

"Last year in Longjiang Beichuan, he single-handedly killed six Tianshu Level 2 monks, winning without any injuries!"

"At the beginning of this month, the aristocratic Chang family disrespected the Tyrant Heaven Palace. He broke into the Chang family alone and abolished the Chang family's cultivation. A generation of aristocratic family fell..."

At the end of his speech, Ji Gang's voice began to tremble.