Chapter 2182 - 2184: Set Fire for Me

Prefectural Magistrate Cui exclaimed in shock, "Quick, light the fire for me!"

"Burn them, burn these little brats!" Prefectural Magistrate Cui shouted, grabbing hold of Lele with one hand, "Ye Zi’an, are these your people? Have them step aside, move aside, did you hear me?"

At this moment, Prefectural Magistrate Cui was like a startled bird. Recently, his whole family had been captured and were about to be executed; his nerves were at their limit.

He didn’t want to die, but he also knew that with his crimes, not dying was impossible.

Yet he couldn’t watch his son die, nor could he let the Cui Family end.

After much thought, he had to take the risk, kidnapping Ye Zi’an’s son to exchange for his own.

He thought that Marquis Changning’s son was very valuable, surely Ye Zi’an would compromise. Yet who would have thought Ye Zi’an still had tough nerves and brought so many people.

"Ye Zi’an, if you don’t order them to stop, I’ll strangle your son."

Ye Zi’an glared coldly, "Try it if you don’t care about your son’s life!"

Ye Zi’an pushed Prefectural Magistrate Cui’s two sons to the front, "Your Cui Family’s last descendants are right here, while my Ye Family’s bloodline is much more than this. Do you think you can threaten me?"

He was playing a psychological game, deliberately saying this to make Prefectural Magistrate Cui lower his guard. Yet little Lele was feeling quite upset at this moment, knowing his father said it on purpose but still feeling upset.

He decided that when he saw his mother, he must complain to her, telling her that his father didn’t care about his life.

"You!" Prefectural Magistrate Cui was stunned. If he couldn’t threaten Ye Zi’an, what should he do? Was he really going to watch the Cui Family end? "I don’t care, release my son, or I’ll break your son’s arm. I don’t believe you can watch your son die without batting an eye."

Saying this, the hand that was originally clutching Lele’s shoulder started moving towards Lele’s arm, but at this moment, Ye Yi acted before Prefectural Magistrate Cui could.

"Ah!!" Prefectural Magistrate Cui’s eldest son fell to his knees, and Ye Er seized the moment while Prefectural Magistrate Cui was dazed to rush toward Lele.

The people nearby, following Ye Zi’an’s instructions, began dispersing everywhere.

However, one group moved a bit slower, causing the firewood pile to start burning.

The children inside were frightened and began crying loudly.

Fortunately, the guards reacted quickly and promptly poured water from buckets onto the fire.

Lele was also brought back by Ye Er.

Prefectural Magistrate Cui and his two sons were re-captured and thrown into the prison.

On the way back to the prefecture, the father and son sat inside a carriage, Ye Zi’an gazing out of the window with slightly wavering eyes.

"Dad, you’re feeling guilty!" After a long while, Lele finally pouted and said, "You’ve done it, and said it too, why are you feeling guilty?"

"Nonsense!" Ye Zi’an naturally wouldn’t admit it, "Who said I’m feeling guilty? How could I possibly feel guilty?"

"You are feeling guilty, hmph, you said it yourself, anyway the Ye Family’s bloodline is not just me, I can interpret it as you not caring for such a smart son like me." Lele squinted his eyes and said, "I was born by mother, if she knows you don’t care for her own son, hehe..."

Ye Zi’an originally held his head high, thinking that his remark was just a strategic diversion, pretending to be unconcerned; he didn’t truly think like that, why should he feel guilty.

But hearing this brat’s words now, the feeling wasn’t good.