After he left Su Qingshi with reluctance, Yang Ye arrived at the Imperial Capital. At this moment, Yang Ye was wearing a bright red robe and holding a hand in his hand. He was dressed just like a member of a wealthy family. Ye Yun was by his side. At this moment, Ye Yun had shed his black cloak and wore a luxurious robe instead, and it made him seem rather graceful and handsome.

“Sword Master….” Ye Yun had just spoken when Yang Ye swung the fan and knocked him on the head with it. Yang Ye said helplessly, “How many times have I told you? I’m not the Sword Master now. I’m your big brother, so call me big brother. Understand?”

Besides to see Little Yao and Yuxi, Yang Ye had come to the Imperial Capital for another thing, and it was to help Ye Yun propose. It was something he’d promised Ye Yun in the past, so he naturally wouldn’t go back on his word.

Ye Yun smiled with embarrassment and said, “Yes, Big Brother. Do you think we’ll be able to succeed? Pei Jun’s father is known for being a snob. I heard that her father wants to marry her to the Young Master of some clan!”

“Isn’t it better like that?” Yang Ye smiled and said, “Why is it better? Because in my opinion, everything that can be accomplished with wealth isn’t a problem at all. If he dares to refuse, then we’ll toss wealth at him until he does. Understand? What else can we do when we’re rich? We can act will...