Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 67: Conflict

"I heard that paper is only slightly better than grass paper, all hype and nothing more!"

Young Master Wei?

Su Ming's gaze swept over the jade pendant hanging from the man's waist, carved with the character "Wei".

Zhao Rui's face flushed red in an instant.

Looking down on the villagers himself was one thing, but being publicly mocked as a "country bumpkin" by someone from the town was another matter entirely.

He slammed the table and stood up abruptly. "Who are you calling a bumpkin?!"

This shout instantly silenced the entire main hall.

All eyes focused on this corner.

That Young Master Wei clearly hadn't expected anyone to dare contradict him to his face. He was stunned for a moment, then the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking sneer.

"Oh, so there's one here who's in a hurry to claim the title?" He looked Zhao Rui up and down, his gaze as if looking at a yapping mongrel. "What, did I hit a nerve?""You!" Zhao Rui trembled with rage, pointing at the other, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Su Ming immediately stood up, placing a hand on Zhao Rui's shoulder and forcibly pressing him back into his seat.

He cupped his hands towards Young Master Wei, neither servile nor overbearing. "Young master, my friend is young and has a fiery temper. Please do not take offense."

As he spoke, he quietly activated the Aura Concealment Art, reducing his own presence to the minimum, as if he were merely an insignificant shadow.

Young Master Wei's gaze shifted from the furious Zhao Rui to Su Ming's calm face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

His gaze swept over Su Ming, finally settling on his faded, coarse cloth

Humiliation.

Barefaced humiliation.

if he was about to pounce and fight

pressing on him increased

do we do?" Su Ming

to provoke you! If you start a fight here, you'll definitely be the ones who suffer! Who

took a deep breath, his face still

correct. We will leave now

his robe, placed them on the table, and

came from behind them. "Did

like a cold

Ming's footsteps halted. Zhao Rui, whose arm he was pulling,

was focused on this

on the floating tea

please?" His voice wasn't loud, but each word carried a sting.

Rui's nails dug into his palms. Kowtow? His father was the Village Chief! He could strut around Su Family Village as he pleased! When had he ever suffered such

trembling of Zhao Rui's body. It wasn't fear; it was

plans! We have to swallow this loss

as Su Ming was rapidly weighing in his mind whether to tear the

Wei, such a temper. Who has offended

stairs, dressed in a moon-white gown, his face wearing his usual, slightly aloof gentle smile.

receded somewhat, but his tone still wasn't exactly polite. "So it's Brother Yulin. It's nothing. Just teaching two country boys who don't know the rules, lest they sully the

Su Ming's face for a moment with a hint of surprise, then looked back at Young Master Wei and smiled. "I'm afraid Brother Wei is mistaken. This Zhao Rui is a relative from my second uncle's side. If we count it, he should call me

fell, a few faint intakes of breath sounded

of the Zhou family? Even if he'd heard they were just poor relatives, when you

reaction, Zhou Yulin looked at Su Ming, his tone becoming even more earnest. "As for this Brother Su Ming, he helped me greatly some time ago and gave me quite some inspiration in my