Best Young Master
Chapter 361 - 322: Desperate Situation

Chapter 361: Chapter 322: Desperate Situation

Hmm?

Seeing that Ye Long had once again resisted his mind power attack, Ye Fan’s eyebrows knitted tightly together, his expression becoming extremely grave.

Although Ye Long was temporarily unable to divide his attention to attack him due to resisting his mind power attack, as it would severely damage his consciousness, Ye Fan also understood that this intensity of mind power attack was simply incapable of injuring Ye Long.

And... this was already the strongest mind power attack he could launch!

In this case, once his mind power was depleted, what awaited him would be being slain by Ye Long!

Earlier, when he was in fierce battle with Ye Long, he had first used martial arts techniques, and after suffering serious injuries, he had no choice but to use magic, which consumed a considerable amount of his mind power. Now, having used two consecutive mind power attacks, his mind power was only half remaining.

"What should I do?"

Ye Fan continued to stimulate his mind power attack while silently questioning himself in his mind, pondering a countermeasure.

There was no answer.

For a moment, Ye Fan and Ye Long were at a deadlock, and the original intense close combat had turned into a mental power confrontation.

This scene made Qingshui No.1 Club, with its extremely high threshold, like a pot of oil doused with cold water, erupting in an uproar.

The guests all pulled open the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, observing the confrontation below through the glass.

Among them, in a top-tier private room on the eighth floor, several wealthy young elites from the Hong Ding Club looked down at the scene, discussing excitedly as if they had discovered a new world.

"That Ye Family’s bastard really fears neither heaven nor earth."

"I didn’t expect that he would dare to lay a hand on the Ye Family’s people!"

"Yeah, it’s one thing for him to attack the powerless Ye Cang, but to dare to move against the Yanhuang Organization’s number two young genius and the Ye Family’s eldest young master Ye Cang, isn’t that like plucking a hair from a tiger’s head?"

"It looks like the Ye Family’s bastard is almost unable to hold out; it’s just a matter of time before he’s killed by Ye Long!"

"It does seem that way. But why isn’t Ye Long making a move? What is he doing just standing there?"

As the last of the wealthy young elites raised doubts, the others in the private room, also members of the Hong Ding Club, appeared puzzled.

Being ordinary people, they weren’t even clear about common knowledge in the Martial Arts World, let alone the unimaginable attack method of ’mind power attack.’

Not just them, but other guests in different private rooms, looking at the scene in the courtyard, were also baffled.

At the same time, security guards hired by the club at high salaries rushed to the first-floor lobby.

Different from how they would usually handle brawls, the guards didn’t dare to rush out of the lobby to stop Ye Fan and Ye Long. Instead, they stood in two rows, waiting for orders.

In front of them, a burly middle-aged man with a fierce face avidly looked at the voluptuous young woman before him.

In secret, he was one of the bigwigs in Yanjing City’s underworld, known for a number of years. Having washed his hands clean recently, he was recruited by the covert rulers of Qingshui No.1, specifically responsible for the security work of several famous clubs, including Qingshui No.1 Club.

If they were the usual prodigals, he would have intervened to coordinate long ago — those prodigals, even if not giving him face, would need to give some respect to his covert boss.

But today, he didn’t take action. On one hand, Ye Fan and Ye Long’s displayed combat power was simply too terrifying, far beyond what he and his group of security guards could handle; on the other hand, after the Princess reported the process of the incident to him, he learned the identities of Ye Fan and Ye Long!

In his view, over 80% of the prodigals in the Forbidden City would have to give face to his covert master, but the prodigals from the number one wealthy Ye Family were definitely not among them!

Moreover, he had a thousand reasons to believe that even if the Ye Family’s Young Masters assaulted the young woman before him, who was the sister of his covert master, his master wouldn’t dare to let out a single fart!

"Sister Wu, what did the boss say?"

Shortly afterward, seeing that the voluptuous young woman had ended the call, the middle-aged man named He asked hastily.

"My brother’s intention is not to intervene directly," said the young woman, surnamed Wu and named Jun, with a serious face. "He told us to call the police and to clarify to the police that the individuals involved in the conflict are martial artists and that it would be best to get the Yanhuang Organization to intervene and stop it."

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man surnamed He, without a second word, promptly took out his phone to call the police.

"Ding Dong—"

Shortly after, just as the middle-aged man had reported to the police, a soft chime sounded, and an elevator door slowly opened, with Pan Jueming and Pan Ying quickly stepping out of the elevator.

Swish!

With the appearance of Pan Jueming and Pan Ying, including Wu Jun, everyone in the lobby turned their gaze toward them in unison.

Among them, the middle-aged man surnamed He asked Wu Jun in a low voice, "Sister Wu, this matter seems to have started because of that girl, what should we do?"

"Just stand by and watch."

Wu Jun replied decisively. As a well-known socialite in Beijing, she had an impression of Pan Jueming, the erstwhile playboy.

Even though she didn’t know why Pan Jueming would cling to Ye Fan’s coattails, she, who had long mingled in the Forbidden City, knew all too well the rule of looking at the owner before beating a dog — Pan Jueming was not someone they could afford to offend!

Besides, her brother had made it very clear on the phone just now that they must not directly intervene in this matter.

"Ding Dong—"

Just as Wu Jun made her decision, another soft chime rang out and another elevator door opened. Ye Cang, with his face white and right hand gruesomely injured, stepped out of the elevator.

"Stop them!"

Ye Cang ran out of the elevator and, upon seeing Pan Jueming and Pan Ying walking out nonchalantly as if no one else was there, immediately roared at Wu Jun and the others.

As the Ye Family’s Little Prince, today was not only slapped by Ye Fan but also had one of his fingers severed, the greatest blow he’d ever received in his life!

At this very moment, with Ye Long dealing with Ye Fan, how could he possibly let Pan Jueming and Pan Ying leave?

Hmm?

A low growl from Ye Cang by his ear caused Pan Jueming’s steps to falter slightly.

And including the middle-aged man with the surname He, the security guards in the hall all turned their gaze towards Wu Jun, waiting for Wu Jun’s instructions.

Under the light, Wu Jun’s eyebrows were tightly knitted, unsure of how to deal with the situation.

"Damn it, I told you to stop them!"

Seeing the guards remaining indifferent, Ye Cang cursed out in fury, "Wu Jun, if you let them go today, I guarantee I’ll smash this lousy shop to pieces and make sure you and your brother never dare step into Beijing again!"

"Huff~"

Taken aback by Ye Cang’s threat, Wu Jun’s complexion changed once again; she then took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, "Please wait a moment, both of you!"

Whoosh—

As soon as Wu Jun’s words were out, including the middle-aged man surnamed He, the security guards in the hall almost simultaneously sprang into action.

Without saying a word, they began to surround Pan Jueming and his sister, Pan Ying.

"I advise you not to meddle in this matter; you can’t bear the consequences!"

Upon seeing this, Pan Jueming abruptly stopped, holding his sister Pan Ying’s hand while staring at Wu Jun, who was giving orders, his expression dark.

As his words fell, Pan Jueming no longer concealed his aura as a Postnatal Perfect Martial Artist; it surged forth suddenly!

Originally, he had been forcibly elevated to the Great Perfection Realm by Ye Fan’s empowerment technique. Afterward, through his own efforts in cultivation, he had not only become able to easily control his own strength but had also applied his martial arts cultivation in fights against Nanqinghong, slaying more than a dozen enemies with his bloodstained hands, his body carrying a hint of murderous aura accumulated from the blood of his foes!

At this moment, the fierce murderous aura mingled with the aura of a Postnatal Perfect Martial Artist burst forth, combining to form a pressure like a towering mountain, preventing everyone from acting rashly.

Among them, the middle-aged man surnamed He shook his head at Wu Jun first, signaling not to act rashly.

"You... what the hell are you still standing there for?"

Ye Cang, being quite distant, was the least affected by Pan Jueming’s presence and upon seeing everyone standing still, he bellowed in rage.

"Young Master Ye, he is a martial artist – we’re only asking for death if we confront him!" said the middle-aged man surnamed He, with a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Idiot!"

Hearing this, Ye Cang trembled with rage but said no more.

Meanwhile, Pan Jueming wasted no more words and immediately started running towards the exit of the hall with Pan Ying in tow.

Because... he had noticed that Ye Fan’s aura was much weaker than at the beginning and was continuously decreasing!

The reality was indeed so.

To prevent Ye Long from attacking him, Ye Fan had used all his mind power to resist Ye Long’s will, which made it impossible to continue healing, causing his internal energy and blood to grow weaker and weaker.

"Young Master Ye!"

Once outside the hall, Pan Jueming scooped up his sister Pan Ying and with a spring in his step, he dashed towards Ye Fan.

Hmm?

Hearing Pan Jueming’s shout and sensing his martial artist’s aura, Ye Long’s pupils slightly dilated, showing a trace of concern—his entire focus was on resisting Ye Fan’s mind power attack, and if Pan Jueming were to strike at him, he simply wouldn’t be able to divert his attention to contend with Pan Jueming.

"Jueming, strike and destroy his Dantian!"

Ye Fan was not just unable to inflict harm on Ye Long, and his remaining mind power was running out, truly cornered. Suddenly sensing Pan Jueming’s arrival, Ye Fan was overjoyed and gave an instruction.

"Kid, I warn you, I am a member of the Yanhuang Organization’s Law Enforcement Team, as well as the eldest grandson of the Ye Family. If you dare to attack me, I guarantee I’ll make sure you have no burial place after this!"

Sensing what he feared was coming to pass as Ye Fan instructed Pan Jueming to attack him, Ye Long panicked and threatened grimly.

"A long time ago, Jueming’s life was already Young Master Ye’s,"

Facing Ye Long’s threat, Pan Jueming calmly responded, "And today, everything Young Master Ye does is for my sister. Not to mention death, even if I were to be drawn and quartered, I would accept it!"

"Not just you, your entire Pan Family will be exterminated for this!" Seeing his threat ineffective, Ye Long roared again.

This time.

Pan Jueming didn’t respond.

Under the night sky.

With determination on his face, he let go of Pan Ying’s hand, and with a push from his feet, he sped towards Ye Long!

"You’re courting death!!"

Seeing Pan Jueming charging at him, Ye Long, driven into a corner, roared like a madman.

With the roar, his war intent soared!

In the face of dire straits, Ye Long’s will did not submit but was honed even stronger, thus kindling his war intent, which surged once more!

Not good!

Realizing the change in Ye Long, Ye Fan was shaken, his expression turning wildly.

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