"Hehe, Younger Brother Yu, I wonder if Master Ye is at home?" Gu Hong thickened his skin and asked.

Gu Hong was a servant to begin with. This skill of shamelessness was much more powerful than a bottom-level martial artist like Yu Ming.

Like previously, he was afraid of Gu Changshun's blame and did not give Yu Ming face at all, finishing off Ye Yuan with a single blow.

Now, he had no choice but to come to his door begging. He even thickened his face and addressed Yu Ming with great familiarity too.

Yu Ming sneered when he saw the situation and said, "Isn't this Lord Gu? Don't address a lowly person like me as your brother so as to avoid lowering your status!"

Yu Ming had a stomach full of resentment towards Gu Hong. Not seizing this chance to regain face properly, how would he be liberated in his heart?

But Gu Hong did not care about the sarcasm in Yu Ming's words at all. He still had an ingratiating look as he said, "Look at what you're saying! I, Gu Hong, am merely a servant of