I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

"Young Master, don't say a word, let's go back."

Lingyu gritted her teeth and helped Ye Ping up. Although she looked a little disheveled, her small figure still showed determination.

Under the watchful eyes of many young people, the two turned and left without saying a word. Even Ye Ping endured the pain and forced himself not to groan.

His face was already drenched in sweat.

The young members of the Xie family exchanged glances, but no one stopped them; they all wore expressions of disdain.

Xie Zhu shook his head with a dark expression.

"He really is a good-for-nothing. I was overthinking it."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached Ling Yu and Ye Ping's ears clearly.

But the two did not hesitate at all and continued walking forward.

Just then, a dark-faced man who was originally in the martial arts arena suddenly burst out laughing.

"Look at that guy's ears, they're so funny, hahaha."

The sound was clear and crisp, and everyone looked towards Ye Ping's right ear.

Ye Ping had originally covered his ears with his long hair, so no one noticed anything amiss. But now that he was injured, his long hair was disheveled, revealing his right ear.

The ear was only half there, which was quite comical.

Immediately, everyone burst into laughter.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it was more jarring than any words.

Ye Ping's steps faltered.

"Young Master, please don't make a sound! It's alright, let's go back first. I've memorized their faces."

Ling Yu helped Ye Ping continue walking forward, and they soon disappeared around the corner.

Ye Ping's ears became a laughing stock on the training ground.

Xie Zhu also sneered, "Go back and tell Sixth Young Master that he's overthinking things."

……

night.

In another courtyard.

Ye Kang used the Flying Swallow Soaring Clouds technique several times at its peak to consolidate his internal energy and refine his cultivation.

Ye Long and his wife are visiting their uncle's courtyard and have not returned yet.

In the quiet courtyard, only Lingxiu's bored sighs could be heard.

Suddenly, Ye Kang, who was calming down, opened his eyes wide and his face turned ashen.

Bang!

The door opened, and he quickly ran out of the courtyard, just as Lingyu and Yeping returned.

Upon seeing Ye Kang, Ye Ping clutched his stomach and weakly managed a smile: "Brother Kang, I'm alright..."

"Who did it?"

Ye Kang ignored him and calmly asked Ling Yu.

Lingyu, who had been trying to remain calm, finally saw a savior and couldn't hold back her tears, which flowed freely.

"Second Young Master...they...they're bullying us!"

"Lingxiu, come and comfort your sister."

Ye Kang called out, and Lingxiu immediately ran out.

He then took Ye Ping from him and escorted him back to his room.

After examining the injury, it was clear that he had taken a heavy punch to the stomach, with traces of internal energy showing through, indicating that it was inflicted by a martial artist.

The five internal organs are damaged, the blood and qi are disordered, and the bones are also problematic.

I don't know how much pain I endured on this journey back.

Ye Kang took a deep breath and once again channeled his Yi Wood True Qi into Ye Ping.

The vital energy instantly put Ye Ping into a deep sleep, and his injuries began to heal.

But when her long hair fell down, revealing half of her ear, Ye Kang's heart clenched.

That was done by local thugs on Li Jingming's orders to take down the Ye family's wine shop.

The true energy of Yi Wood can heal injuries, but it does not have the ability to regenerate a severed ear.

After transferring his inner energy, Ye Kang walked out calmly.

"Tell me what's going on."

Upon hearing this, Lingyu recounted the events that had occurred in detail.

After listening, Ye Kang patted her on the shoulder.

"It's alright, leave the rest to me. Get some rest and stop crying."

"Second Young Master..."

"I have everything."

Ye Kang gave her a bright smile, which put her at ease.

Madam Ye raised Lingyu and Lingxiu as her daughters, so Ye Kang naturally regarded them as his younger sisters.

However, Lingyu stubbornly shook her head.

"No! I remember the road, and I remember their faces! I'll go with you!"

Ye Kang nodded without hesitation.

"Lingxiu, take good care of your elder brother."

After saying that, his face suddenly darkened, and he pulled Lingyu out of the courtyard.

He embraced Lingyu and used the Flying Swallow Soaring Cloud technique, traversing the long and arduous road they had traveled, arriving in no time.

After the two landed, they found that only two second-rate martial artists were left chatting and sparring in the small training ground.

Lingyu's eyes widened as she looked at one of them and whispered, "Second Young Master, Xie Qingyuan isn't here anymore. Those two weren't involved, but..."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"It was that dark-faced guy who first mocked the young master's ears!"

Ye Kang nodded, and the two walked straight forward.

The two people on the martial arts stage were completely dumbfounded when they saw Ling Yu.

"Isn't that the pretty little maid from before? Why is she back again?"

"They're probably here to see Xie Zhu; it has nothing to do with us."

"Right."

Neither of them thought much of it, but Ye Kang went straight onto the martial arts stage.

He said calmly, "You two are in high spirits, still practicing martial arts so late."

"you are?"

"My name is Ye Kang, and I just arrived at the Xie residence today."

"Ye Kang? Who is that?"

Both of them were peripheral figures in the family, so of course they didn't know who Ye Kang was.

Seeing that there was no true energy fluctuation on his body, the dark-faced young man didn't take it to heart. Instead, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, we don't care who you are. Don't block our practice. Get down."

The other man, whose hair was tied up, was more cunning and tentatively asked, "What's your relationship with that maid down there?"

Ye Kang said, "She is indeed my maid."

"The one who got beaten up just now..."

"My older brother."

"..."

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with wariness.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Ye Kang didn't waste any words, cupped his hands and said, "Ye Kang of the Ye family challenges you two. Please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, both of them had strange expressions.

Especially the one with the dark face, his disdain was practically dripping to the ground.

There was nothing they could do; they had already seen Ye Ping's skill level, and he was completely a useless person who had never practiced martial arts.

What skills could his brother possibly have?

Moreover, Ye Kang appeared to have no fluctuations in true energy, further confirming their suspicions.

The dark-faced man chuckled, "Interesting. Shall we play along?"

The man with his hair tied up shook his head: "Boring. I don't like hitting ordinary people."

The man with his hair tied up turned and left, while the man with the dark face stood there, clenching his fists and looking excited.

"Come on, I accept your challenge. I hope you can take more punches than your brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by, and Ye Kang's figure was already in front of the man. He threw a punch, and the man's stomach instantly caved in, and his mouth involuntarily opened.

That wasn't the end of it. Ye Kang reached out his left hand and pulled the man back from the brink of flying, slamming him onto the stage with tremendous force.

With a loud bang, the training platform shattered.

The man with his hair tied up, who had just left, was so frightened by a force that he collapsed to the ground before he could even step off the stage.

Turning around, he was instantly drenched in sweat at the sight.

Ye Kang pulled the dark-faced man out from under the broken platform and threw him in front of the man with his hair tied up, as if he were a dead dog.

The black-faced man was covered in blood, with countless broken veins and bones. His eyes no longer held any disdain, only intense fear.

He tried to say something, but choked on the blood in his mouth and couldn't speak.

Ye Kang walked over indifferently, and in front of the man with his hair tied up, he lifted him up and pinched the dark-faced man's left ear with one hand.

At that moment, both of them seemed to realize what was about to happen, and they both shook their heads frantically.

Before he could even beg for mercy, Ye Kang grinned, applied a little force with his hand, and with a ripping sound, one of his ears was forcibly torn off his face.

A pitiful wail rang out, and blood gushed out, splattering all over the face of the man with his hair tied up.

Ye Kang's figure overlapped with the moon, revealing a silhouette like that of a demon.

"Who else laughed?"