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The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 617 - 617: The Big Wolfie Is Bearing A Grudge
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Chapter 617: The Big Wolfie Is Bearing A Grudge

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xie Yinxiang walked around the tent and stood at the side, looking at Ye Siming’s ordinary brocade robe and jade headgear in the distance.

However, standing in front of those soldiers who had gone to the battlefield and killed enemies, the murderous aura coming from him was not inferior to theirs at all. She even felt like his aura was more overwhelming than theirs.

She heard that after General Song Quan died, His Majesty handed this group of Song Family’s soldiers to Marquis Yongye.

The youth didn’t have any very illustrious merits. He only had the nickname of being a fiend who could kill without the blinking of an eye.

However, this alone could not help him establish prestige in the military. The Song Family’s soldiers were extremely uncooperative when Ye Siming came to train them today.

Although they didn’t still miss their previous master, they felt that it was very embarrassing for them to follow such a young youth.

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They had only heard of Marquis Yongye’s capabilities, but who had seen it with their own eyes?

Therefore, these soldiers’ attitudes were perfunctory. They didn’t care how strict the military discipline was in the past and argued with each other in front of Ye Siming.

Seeing that he was handling serious matters, Xie Yinxiang hesitated if she should go forward.

At this moment, Ye Siming asked coldly, “Why did the two of you fight just now?”

Two soldiers were standing in front of him. One was tall and the other was short.

The shorter one had an obvious swollen bruise on his face.

He had clearly been beaten up.

The taller man beside him had some muscles. Even though Ye Siming had taken the initiative to ask for the reason, he still looked fearless.

“Marquis,” he said in a frivolous tone, “This stinky shorty is nosy. I pointed the way for a woman, but he rushed out to cause trouble, so I hit him.”

The short soldier quickly explained in a rough voice, “That wasn’t what happened! We were bringing water back to the training grounds when he saw a beautiful married woman passing by. He went up to the woman to chat with her and even wanted to make a move on her. I can’t stand to see him bullying the woman and so we fought.

The taller man let out a cold snort.

“Stinky shorty, you think that just because you say so, the truth is so? Marquis,

I don’t think you’ll listen to this person’s one-sided story, right? That’s not fair.”

Ye Siming pursed his lips and waved his hand, calling over a cavalryman in charge of running errands.

“I’ll give you five minutes to investigate the truth of this matter. If you exceed this time, then you’ll be punished together with them.”

The cavalryman hurriedly received the order, turned around, got on his horse, and galloped away.

At this moment, Ye Siming saw Xie Yinxiang standing not far behind him. He raised his eyebrows. “Miss Xie, what’s the matter?”

Xie Yinxiang hesitated for a moment before going forward. “Marquis, I have something to tell you. Can we talk in private?”

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Ye Siming nodded and the two of them walked to the side.

The tall and skinny man behind them whistled extremely frivolously.

Xie Yinxiang felt very embarrassed and her face felt like it was on fire.

“What is it?” Ye Siming asked indifferently as if he didn’t hear anything.

Xie Yinxiang recounted what had happened in the sweet shop earlier.

She said worriedly, “Nuo’er is alone in the shop and doesn’t want anyone to accompany her. I thought that perhaps she would be happier when she saw that the marquis is there.”

Ever since Xie Yinxiang finished talking about this matter, Ye Siming couldn’t help but frown.

In the end, he asked coldly, “Do you know the man who said that the pastries tasted bad? Who is he?”

“I didn’t take a close look, but if I’m not mistaken, he looks like the son of Grand Historian Huang from the Historian Bureau.”

Ye Siming took note of this person.

His chin tensed and he said, “I got it. You can go back first.”

Xie Yinxiang didn’t delay any further and left the training field quickly.

It was really because the tall and skinny man’s gaze was too wretched and repulsive..