Above the still sea, an old man dressed in a black Tang suit stood with his hands behind his back. His clothes fluttered in the strong wind, and his head was held high with an arrogant disdain for all living beings. This was Mu Qingfeng, who had been waiting for Ye Fan.
Although Mu Qingfeng's face remained expressionless, his slightly furrowed brows revealed his deep dissatisfaction. Mu Qingfeng felt a burning anger within him, threatening to explode at any moment and destroy everything.
Undoubtedly, there aren't many people who can make him this angry; right now, only Ye Fan can do it.
The time had clearly passed, but Ye Fan was nowhere to be seen, igniting a nameless anger within Mu Qingfeng. She couldn't help but recall the words she had overheard earlier.
There were many people watching from the outer perimeter of Jinghai, not daring to get too close nor willing to leave. After all, this was a battle between two grandmaster-level experts. Being able to witness their brilliance was a major event worth bragging about for a lifetime.
"Grandpa, it's already past the agreed time, why hasn't Ye Fan arrived yet?" Mo Qinglian asked her grandfather, Mo, with a face full of anxiety.
"Perhaps... he's been preoccupied with something?" Old Master Mo stroked his beard and spoke hesitantly.
Deep down, he hoped Ye Fan wouldn't come here. After all, Mu Qingfeng wasn't some simple nobody; he was a renowned martial arts grandmaster with many years of experience. If Ye Fan came, his chances of survival would be slim.
Having lived for so many years, he had long understood that fame, fortune, and status were all meaningless; only living was truly important. Ye Fan had been kind to the Mo family, and naturally, he didn't want him to die.
However, the Mo family is now struggling to survive and is unable to take care of itself.
About half an hour later, just as Mu Qingfeng was running out of patience, a dark figure rushed into Jinghai Lake, and a boy of about 20 years old appeared in front of Mu Qingfeng.
"Old man, you're the one challenging me?" Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at Mu Qingfeng. Mu Qingfeng's strength was not bad, at least among the martial artists he had encountered, but in Ye Fan's eyes, Mu Qingfeng was still an insignificant ant.
"Boy, let's settle this with our skills." Mu Qingfeng sneered, ignoring Ye Fan's provocation, and channeled his inner energy into his palm, unleashing a deadly move.
The two engaged in a fierce battle on Jinghai Lake, their back-and-forth exchanges causing the calm surface of the lake to churn and surge, producing loud 'bang bang bang' sounds, demonstrating the intensity of the battle.
The people on the shore stared intently at the two powerful figures, their eyes filled with admiration and envy. They feared that they would never reach such a level in their lifetime.
The calm sea was stirred up like boiling water without stopping, but those watching the battle did not notice that a small ship was moored on the lake 500 meters away from where the two were fighting.
The ship sailed steadily on the sea, unaffected by the lake's ripples. A slender woman in a long black dress stood at the bow, her eyes fixed on the two fighting figures, her gaze calm and unwavering.
Upon seeing this scene, the 2333 system couldn't help but sigh inwardly. It truly lived up to its choice of host. Facing its former enemy, it could still remain completely unmoved. One could say that this emotional deficiency disorder was indeed quite remarkable.
"Young Miss, everything is ready. Shall we put it in now?" A petite figure silently approached Wuyou from behind. Green Embroidery maintained a safe distance, and her voice was just loud enough for Wuyou to hear.
"Put it in." Wuyou nodded and said softly. This was something she had prepared for a long time, a big gift for Ye Fan and the others.
With Wuyou's command, Green Sleeves immediately waved her hand behind her, and one bulging sack after another was thrown into the sea, where they were swallowed up silently by the water.
The little incident that occurred went unnoticed by anyone. Afterwards, only the turbulent sea remained on the calm surface.
With a loud "bang," a figure plummeted into the seawater—it was Ye Fan, who had been knocked away.
"Come on—" Emerging from the water, Ye Fan wiped his face and shouted, his eyes fixed intently on the old man in the sky. Since arriving in China, this was the first time he had felt such exhilaration.
Mu Qingfeng was not considered a master in his eyes, but for him who had just entered the Qi Refining stage, he was a good target and a good opportunity to consolidate his peak Qi Refining cultivation.
The cool seawater continuously washed over Ye Fan's body, yet it could not extinguish the fighting spirit within him. Mu Qingfeng, floating in the air, appeared quite at ease, but his hands, placed at his sides, were trembling slightly, veins bulging.
"You're really something, kid." Mu Qingfeng took a deep breath, his eyes changed, and he took out a pill from his pocket and put it into his mouth without hesitation.
He never imagined he would actually need to use this thing, and he didn't know whether to thank that person or resent them.
Ye Fan slapped the lake water, propelling himself into the air like a cannonball, hurtling towards Mu Qingfeng. Thus, the two, brimming with fighting spirit, clashed once more, drawing waves of admiration.
Mo Qinglian twisted her hands tightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ye Fan, filled with worry.
"That's strange, why didn't anyone from the Qin family come?" Old Master Mo, being an old man of great wisdom, glanced around but didn't find anyone from the Qin family, and couldn't help but mutter a couple of things.
Logically speaking, Mu Qingfeng had indirectly helped the Qin family, and the Qin family treated him like royalty. Why wouldn't he show up? This is really strange.
Meanwhile, the Qin family members who were being mentioned by Old Master Mo were all standing respectfully in the villa, not daring to breathe too rapidly, for fear of disturbing the woman sitting in the main seat.
Wuyou leaned back in her seat, resting one hand on the armrest and propping up her chin, coldly watching the group of people in front of her.
"The fact that you're willing to stand here proves that you're willing to be my dog, Le Wuyou." Wuyou slowly curled the corners of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
"We are willing." Qin Fang and the others did not feel humiliated. Being a dog of the Le family was an honor that many people would rather die for.
“I think you’ve misunderstood. You think I’m Le Wuyou’s dog, not the Le family’s dog.” Wuyou rested her chin on one hand, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on the group of people.
As the green light flashed, Qin Fang and the others felt a stinging pain on their cheeks. When they touched them, blood flowed out. There was a flower petal stuck firmly to the wall.
“Even a leaf can be used to harm someone, not a flower, Grandmaster—” The crowd couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise. This delicate young lady was actually a Grandmaster.
"And what are your answers?" Wuyou asked coldly.
The Qin family members looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally lowered their heads, willingly submitting.
"Very well, now I issue my first order: spread the news that Ye Fan possesses a secret treasure, and hunt him down with all your might, until he is dead." Wu Yu reached out and crushed the flower petals, the light in his eyes so intense that no one dared to look directly at him.
For a mere poor boy to become a master in an instant is no exaggeration; if word gets out, many old monsters will surely be interested.
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