The young man asked himself what he had done at Tianmen Mountain.

Ye Feng thought for a moment and immediately thought of Zhou Jingfeng, Wang Yiming, and Li Zhiling, who had died at his hands.

It seems someone is investigating this matter.

And this young man in front of us might be related to Zhou Jingfeng, Wang Yiming, and Li Zhiling.

Ye Feng did not hide anything, because although this young man was also a martial artist, he was only at the Opening Wheel Realm and posed no threat to him.

Since that's the case, the night breeze doesn't need to hide anything.

"What is your relationship with Zhou Jingfeng, Wang Yiming, and Li Zhiling?" Ye Feng asked.

"So you really have been to Tianmen Mountain!"

The young man spoke coldly, and the next moment he lunged at Ye Feng.

The night wind chuckled silently.

“Zhou Jingfeng is a Qi Movement Realm martial artist, Wang Yiming and Li Zhiling are both in the late stage of the Opening Wheel Realm, while you are only in the mid-stage of the Opening Wheel Realm. Even if the three of them attacked me together, they wouldn't be a match for me. How dare you attack me?”

As Ye Feng spoke, he shielded Lin Yifei behind him.

The young man had already sprinted up to Ye Feng, his eyes flashing with cold light and his expression containing a hint of ruthlessness.

"Level of attainment doesn't define everything!"

The young man said coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he smashed a purple pill on the ground.

Bang!

Purple smoke rose up, instantly enveloping Ye Feng and Lin Yifei.

"Is there poison in this smoke?" Lin Yifei asked nervously.

"It doesn't matter if it's toxic, don't worry."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he activated his true energy shield, so the purple smoke that rushed towards them could not get close to Ye Feng and Lin Yifei at all, as it was all blocked by the true energy shield.

The next moment, the young man appeared beside Ye Feng and pulled out a short sword from somewhere, stabbing at Ye Feng.

The young man's short sword was a magical weapon, but it was only a first-grade magical weapon, no different from a child's toy to Ye Feng.

Night Wind raised his right hand and gently tapped the sword in the young man's hand, causing it to shatter instantly.

At the same time, the young man's right arm exploded, and bright red blood splattered in all directions!

A piercing scream rang out, but Ye Feng casually cast a barrier, isolating the inside from the outside and preventing the young man's scream from spreading.

“You’re right, realm doesn’t mean everything, but the gap between our realms is too great, which means that no matter what methods you use, you can’t be my match,” Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Who...who exactly are you?!"

The young man knelt on the ground, clutching his broken right arm, staring at the night wind with bloodshot eyes.

"Who I am is not important; what matters is who you are?" Night Wind asked.

"Do you think I'd tell you? I'm telling you, I'd rather die than..."

Night Wind interrupted the young man directly: "If you don't want to talk, fine. Anyway, I have countless ways to get the information I want from your head."

After saying that, Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and placed it on the young man's crown.

Pure true energy surged from Ye Feng's palm and immediately entered the young man's head, searching within it!

The martial art that Ye Feng is currently using is called Soul Searching Technique. It is a technique of the Demonic Sect, but Ye Feng uses it with ease and without any hesitation.

In just a short while, Ye Feng had obtained all the information he wanted from the young man's head.

This young man is named Zhao Yang, and he belongs to the Tianhe Society.

Tianhe Society is a secretive martial arts organization whose headquarters are located in a luxurious manor on the northern outskirts of Binhai City.

The president of the Tianhe Society was an old man named Chen Yishan.

Zhou Jingfeng was Chen Yishan's eldest disciple, Wang Yiming was Chen Yishan's second disciple, and Li Zhiling was Chen Yishan's third disciple.

In addition, Chen Yishan had a disciple named Li Guangfeng.

The Zhao Yang in front of me is not Chen Yishan's apprentice, but just an ordinary member of the Tianhe Society and Chen Yishan's subordinate.

There are seven or eight people like Zhao Yang in the Tianhe Society.

"I thought it was some kind of powerful martial arts organization, but it turns out it's just a small group of about ten people," Ye Feng said nonchalantly.

However, even though it's a small organization, Night Wind definitely needs to be dealt with.

If Ye Feng doesn't deal with the Tianhe Society now, then after he leaves Binhai City, Lin Yifei, Bai Yuling, and Sun Lili will become targets of the Tianhe Society, which would be terrible.

Tianhe Society poses no threat to Yefeng, but killing Lin Yifei and Bai Yuling would be a piece of cake for them.

Ye Feng did not explain anything about the Tianhe Society to Lin Yifei.

There are some things that don't need to be told to Lin Yifei. After all, she's just an ordinary person, and it wouldn't do her any good to know too much.

"So, do you know who this person is?" Lin Yifei asked with concern.

“I’ve figured it out,” Night Wind said.

Lin Yifei wanted to ask more, but Ye Feng said, "Don't ask anymore. This matter has nothing to do with you, and knowing too much will only bring you trouble."

"Alright then, I won't ask." Lin Yifei nodded obediently.

Zhao Yang is not dead yet, but Ye Feng has used a soul-searching technique on him, which has damaged his brain.

So at this moment, Zhao Yang was lying on the ground like a fool, unable to move, his mouth and eyes were crooked and his whole body was trembling. He was not even as good as an ordinary person and could not take care of himself.

"Should we have Wang Zhenhai come and handle this?" Lin Yifei asked.

"This matter concerns martial artists, so we won't trouble Wang Zhenhai. As the director of the Dragon Punishment Division in Binhai City, he's quite busy."

After saying that, Ye Feng raised his right hand, and a ball of blazing white flame shot out from his palm!

The raging flames roared and the surrounding temperature rose rapidly!

As the night wind waved, the ball of flame landed on Zhao Yang and burned fiercely, spreading to the surroundings and scorching everything in its path!

When the flames died down, a thin layer of grayish-white ash remained on the ground, with no other traces.

Seeing this scene before her, Lin Yifei felt terrified from the bottom of her heart.

Is this the skill of a martial artist?

That's absolutely terrifying!

It's one thing to kill someone as easily as slaughtering a chicken or a dog, but to clean up the scene so thoroughly that not a single trace is left.

It seems I must be careful in the future and never offend martial artists, otherwise I might be killed by them one day without leaving any trace, as if I had never existed!

Night fell.

A luxurious manor in the northern suburbs of Binhai City.

Chen Yishan paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, while his fourth disciple, Li Guangfeng, stood in front of him.

"How's the investigation going? Have you found the murderer who killed your senior brothers and sisters?" Chen Yishan asked.