Inside the Shui family's hall.
Ye Chenfeng and Gao Yun confronted each other.
To be honest, Ye Chenfeng truly wanted to handle things low-key. If Gao Yun could give up marrying Shui Ziyan and Shui Menghan, Ye Chenfeng would let bygones be bygones, since there wasn't any deep-seated hatred between him and Gao Yun.
Feeling Gao Yun's cold gaze, Ye Chenfeng said, "I'm here to reason with you. The two of them don't want to get married, and you're forcing it, which is wrong on your part. Why not give me some face and have your Nine Xuan Sword Sect people leave? Let's pretend this never happened today."
Gao Yun laughed, he laughed thoroughly. He knew almost all the geniuses from major sects, but he couldn't recall any Ye Chenfeng from the Earth Profound Realm. Gao Yun mocked, "Who do you think you are? How much is your face worth?"
With the Qingyun Sword hanging on his back, Ye Chenfeng calmly said, "So you're not planning to be reasonable? Nor willing to give me face?"
