Although Marquis Rong'gong was furious, he hadn't completely lost his mind.
After hearing the name Ye Liuyun, Marquis Rong'gong's emotions took a sharp nosedive; his previously enraged mind suddenly became much clearer.
"You're Ye Liuyun, that young Grandmaster?"
Ye Liuyun's fearsome reputation preceded him; of course Marquis Rong'gong had heard of him.
It's just that he'd never met him before,
and really hadn't expected that he'd encounter Ye Liuyun in a situation like this.
"Didn't imagine that someone with my meager reputation would actually make it to Marquis Rong'gong's ears."
Ye Liuyun flashed an indifferent smile.
"So, have you already decided how you want to take revenge on me?"
"..."
Seeing Ye Liuyun's smiling face again, Marquis Rong'gong felt his scalp tingle a bit.
Even though he had good connections at court, Ye Liuyun's notoriety was simply on another level—so much so that he was like a walking plague god; nobody dared to provoke him.
