Best Young Master
Chapter 241 - 216 [Hugging Grass to Hit a Rabbit?]

Chapter 241: Chapter 216 [Hugging Grass to Hit a Rabbit?]

Upon seeing Qin Yan leave, Chu Ji quickly turned back to look at Ye Fan.

Under the light, she saw clearly that Ye Fan was leaning powerlessly on the couch, looking as if he had lost his soul, his eyes lifelessly fixed on the ceiling, motionless.

"Xiao... Xiao Fan."

As this scene appeared before her eyes, Chu Ji felt a pain in her heart and involuntarily called out.

"Why?"

Ye Fan’s voice came out hoarse, as if he were asking Chu Ji, and more so as if he were asking himself, "Why has it come to this?"

"Uh..."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ji slightly opened her mouth but was at a loss for words.

Because she knew perfectly well that years ago, Ye Wenhao had indeed been persuaded by Old Master Ye to choose power over true love, and even, as Qin Yan said, when Ye Fan’s mother ran to the Ye Family to question them, Ye Wenhao still stuck to his choice.

Chu Ji’s silence made Ye Fan more certain that what Qin Yan had said at last was no lie, causing a severe pain in his heart, feeling as if someone had crushed the newfound familial love in his heart to dust!

Under the light, he seemed to have received a huge shock, his facial muscles completely distorted, his eyes reddened as he roared furiously, "Why does he have to do this??"

With the roar, a gust of wind arose!

A powerful air current formed around Ye Fan as the center, the voice containing a mind power attack, booming like muffled thunder in the room.

"Clang——"

With no response, the porcelain vases and jade stones placed around were shaken, falling to the floor, continuously producing a sharp sound.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

After the roaring, Ye Fan’s mind trembled violently, feeling as if something was blocking his heart, and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Swish!

Seeing this, Chu Ji, knowing that Ye Fan showed signs of a magical mishap, had her face change color and hurriedly lunged towards Ye Fan.

"Bang——"

The next moment.

Before Chu Ji could get close, Ye Fan suddenly swung his right fist, slamming it full-force into the mahogany coffee table in front of him.

"Crack——"

A crisp sound came out, the mahogany coffee table was instantly shattered into pieces, scattering across the floor.

"Xiao Fan!"

The air surged, and Chu Ji pulled Ye Fan into her arms, attempting to soothe him.

"Huff~ Huff~"

Ye Fan’s eyes bloodshot, his expression fierce as he gasped for breath, an immense evil aura emerged from his body, seeming like a demon from Hell.

"Ye Wenhao did once make a mistake, but he has lived in regret and self-blame over the past few years, otherwise, even I would not have forgiven him!"

Chu Ji held Ye Fan, her eyes rimmed red, explaining, "And what he has done for you is not merely to atone for his past mistakes, to seek peace of mind! Otherwise, he would have recognized you after the first time he helped you, instead of waiting for the incident at Ao Xiang Villa to occur and others to reveal your relationship!"

"He kept it from you, watching over you and protecting you in the shadows, not only because of his past mistakes but also because you are his son, your body carries his blood!"

Chu Ji continued to speak rapidly, knowing that if today she could not heal the wound in Ye Fan’s heart, causing Ye Fan to despair of the newly found familial love, Ye Fan’s heart would develop an even more terrible barrier than before.

This barrier would not only prevent Ye Fan from advancing in Martial Arts and Magical Cultivation ever again but could also lead Ye Fan into a magical mishap and explode to death!

Just now, Ye Fan losing control and smashing things represented a sign of such a mishap!

Without an answer, Ye Fan felt his heart was being ruthlessly torn apart, the pain reaching the depths of his soul.

That pain, gradually dissipated the evil aura emanating from him.

That pain, made his body tremble incessantly.

That pain, made him weakly close his eyes, allowing tears to escape their bounds, sliding down his cheeks.

Under the light, his face lacked the resilience learned from being an orphan, nor the radiant smile from recently recognizing Ye Wenhao and having familial affection; it showed only a pain that seeped into his soul.

Those tears, tasting bitterly as they flowed into his mouth.

Those tears, seemed to have once tasted sweet??

"Xiao... Xiao Fan..."

Seeing this, Chu Ji frantically wiped Ye Fan’s tears, but the speed of her wiping could not keep up with the tears flowing from Ye Fan; as she wiped, she herself couldn’t help but cry.

"Swish!"

Upon hearing Chu Ji’s call again and feeling her care, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes and softly said, "Auntie, I’m okay."

Chu Ji heard this, and held her words back.

"Huff~"

Ye Fan took a deep breath, seeming to expel all the pain from his heart with it, forcing a clear smile, "Auntie, let’s go."

"All right...all right!"

For some reason, although seeing Ye Fan had completely calmed down, Chu Ji still felt a trace of unfamiliarity with the Ye Fan of the moment.

Instincts and reason told her that Ye Fan had changed.

But... She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what had changed, only instinctively nodding in agreement to Ye Fan.

"Wha... What happened here?"

Shortly after, as Ye Fan and Chu Ji stood up, the manager of the Lanjing Club appeared at the doorway, his expression tense as he looked at Ye Fan and Chu Ji.

This room was the highest standard room in the Lanjing Club, where any item inside was extremely valuable. Now that the room was in a mess, nearly half of the porcelain vases and jade stones were destroyed. If Ye Fan and Chu Ji didn’t make compensation, even giving his head to the club’s mysterious backer wouldn’t suffice!

"I am Chu Ji, the chairman of Tianshan Group. Tell your master that tomorrow I will send someone to discuss the acquisition of Lanjing Club with him," Chu Ji regained her Demon Queen demeanor as she spoke to the person in charge of Lanjing Club, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

"Uh..."

The club manager, initially worried about compensation issues, was shocked to hear that Chu Ji intended to acquire the entire club. First frozen in place with surprise, he then became overjoyed, nodding repeatedly, "Okay!"

Seeing this, Chu Ji didn’t waste further words, walked out of the room with Ye Fan, and then declined the manager’s offer to accompany them further.

A few minutes later, as Ye Fan and Chu Ji exited the club, Chu Ji said, "I’ll drive you home."

"Aunt, I’ll go back by myself," Ye Fan shook his head, "I want to be alone for a while."

"Alright then."

Hearing this, Chu Ji also realized that when one couldn’t bear something themselves, no amount of talk from others would help, so she nodded, took out the car keys, and handed them to Ye Fan, "It’s too far from Tan Palace. Drive back, and I’ll call someone to pick me up."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, taking the car keys.

Two minutes later, as Ye Fan drove away, Chu Ji initially wanted to follow him but then thought better of it, recalling that Chu Xuanji had sent Ye Fan down the mountain to temper him, and ultimately she abandoned the idea of following him.

...

Red Cauldron Club, Dong Hai branch.

In a room on the top floor, Bai Luo, gravely weakened, held a bowl of ginseng soup and watched Wang Zhong enter the study.

"Lord Bai, I just received news that Ye Wenhao’s wife, Qin Yan, has come to Dong Hai and met with the Ye Family’s bastard at Lanjing Club," Wang Zhong first bowed to Bai Luo, then quickly reported.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Luo subconsciously put down his ginseng soup, musing, "If I’m not mistaken, Qin Yan must have come to trouble that bastard."

"Lord Bai is wise!"

Wang Zhong delivered a compliment, saying, "According to the staff at Lanjing Club, Qin Yan and the bastard, along with Chu Ji, had a fierce argument that ended in discord, and the bastard, in a fit of rage, smashed the highest-grade room in the club."

"Dog bites dog, a mouthful of fur," Bai Luo scoffed coldly, then his expression slightly changed as he remembered something, "You said Chu Ji was there too?"

"Yes, Lord Bai, what about it?" Wang Zhong asked, puzzled.

"Duanmu has just come out of seclusion today and successfully broken through to the Innate Realm, planning to make a move on that bastard tonight," Bai Luo frowned, thinking that if Chu Ji was there, Duanmu would have no chance of succeeding.

"Lord Bai need not worry, according to the people at Lanjing Club, that bastard and Chu Ji did not leave together," Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"Is that so..."

Bai Luo thought for a moment, then said, "After Duanmu deals with that bastard, he’ll most likely head back to Dong She Mountain Villa. Go there now, and when you see Duanmu, tell him to leave Dong Hai immediately and better leave Huaxia, waiting for things to calm down before coming back!"

"Yes." Wang Zhong received the order and bowed out.

Meanwhile.

Having just broken through to the Innate Realm and become an Innate Mage, Duanmu, draped in a black robe and veiled in black, moved like a ghost, easily avoiding detection, and successfully sneaked into the Tan Palace Noble District.

Under the cover of night, Duanmu recalled the layout of Tan Palace Noble District, identified the direction, leaped, and quickly merged into the darkness, stealthily heading toward the villa where Ye Fan and Su Yuxin and others were staying.

A moment later, as Duanmu was nearing Ye Fan’s villa, he stopped, flipped his palm, and a gourd appeared in his hand.

Under the moonlight, it was clear that the gourd in Duanmu’s hand was only the size of a walnut, pitch-black all over, and carved with many strange and unusual patterns.

This was the Mid-level Magical Artifact — Ghostly Gourd — bestowed upon him by his master, Wu Mu!

With the artifact in hand, Duanmu’s consciousness stirred, secretly activating a magic spell. The Ghostly Gourd trembled slightly, then emitted a wisp of black mist, completely enveloping Duanmu and perfectly merging him with the night, turning him into a shadow without form or trace.

Soon, Duanmu reached the outside of Ye Fan’s villa and expanded his Spiritual Sense to sense the surroundings, abruptly discovering that there was no human presence inside the villa, which slightly startled him.

"Could it be that he’s not at home?"

Duanmu asked himself in silence, continuing to carefully sense the surroundings, but still unable to detect any presence, he confirmed that there was no one inside the villa.

Realizing this, Duanmu hesitated for a moment and then quietly sneaked into the villa courtyard.

Hmm?

Upon entering the villa courtyard and just as he was looking for a suitable place to hide, Duanmu suddenly noticed that the Ghostly Gourd in his hand was trembling slightly, with the mouth of the gourd pointing towards the Land Rover Chu Ji had driven earlier that afternoon.

"Could there be a treasure?"

Duanmu’s mind stirred, for he knew his Ghostly Gourd was not only capable of setting up arrays and casting spells but also had a keen sensing power for Heavenly Materials and Spiritual Treasures, having helped him discover great items in deep forests several times before.

Thinking of this, a spark of light flashed in Duanmu’s eyes as he swiftly moved to the rear of the Land Rover, his consciousness stirred, and a stream of air opened the trunk.

The next moment.

Duanmu immediately saw several sacks in the trunk of the Land Rover. On opening one, he suddenly found it was full of various expensive herbs.

"Is this... Essence Stones?"

Quickly, his gaze shifted to a white sack behind the others, and he spotted several stones the size of a little finger’s nailcap. His consciousness connected, and he sensed the Essence Qi contained within the stones, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he cracked a smile, "Seems I’m killing two birds with one stone!"

As he spoke, Duanmu did not linger. He hurriedly stuffed the bag of priceless Essence Stones into his embrace, then rummaged through the other sacks to see if there were any other precious herbs he could use.

Hmm?

Shortly after, before Duanmu could find a new treasure, his consciousness stirred, and he suddenly sensed a Martial Artist’s aura approaching from afar!

Noticing this, Duanmu’s expression changed, he hurriedly closed the trunk, flashed to the ground, and leaped into the bushes beside the garage, squinting his eyes and staring in the direction from which the aura was coming.

Gradually, under Duanmu’s gaze, a Rolls Royce Phantom slowly approached the villa.

"This bastard must possess quite a few Essence Stones, implying that the least he could have in hand is a mid-level magical artifact!"

Feeling the Martial Artist’s aura growing stronger, Duanmu guessed that Ye Fan was returning and felt an inexplicable excitement surge through him, sinisterly licking his lips as his eyes gleamed brightly.

Thinking so, Duanmu flipped his hand, and the Ghostly Gourd reappeared in his hand, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Ye Fan at any moment!

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