Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 112: Complaining

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Complaining

On the rural path heading to Yungang, a minibus carrying passengers was moving slowly along the bumpy road.

Although the road was extremely rough, most of the passengers on the bus were not complaining.

Instead, their gazes were fixed on the back row of the bus.

Because sitting there was a father-daughter duo.

The father seemed ordinary enough, dressed plainly with dark skin. If not for the faint sense of authority revealed in his eyes, most of the passengers would assume he was just a regular worker!

But the attention of the crowd wasn’t on the father; it was focused on his daughter, who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old!

The young girl was simply too beautiful.

Her fair skin, slender legs, and her draped shoulder-length hair were undeniably striking. If the bus wasn’t so bumpy, preventing anyone from walking over, many men might have already attempted to chat her up.

Ye Fei was also on this minibus, and his gaze fell upon the father and daughter duo as well.

However, his perspective differed from the others; he noticed that the dark-skinned father was actually a martial artist!

Although his strength was only at the Ming energy middle stage, it was similar to Zhou Tian, whom Ye Fei had encountered at the Flame Dragon Association.

Could it be that this father and daughter were also heading to the Martial Arts Conference?

After observing for a while, Ye Fei confirmed his speculation. He noticed the dark-skinned man’s meridians were severely damaged, clearly indicating serious injuries!

To carry such severe wounds and still choose to endure the rough ride of a minibus to travel, it was obvious he was heading to the Martial Arts Conference to search for healing medicines!

At this thought, Ye Fei couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Although Old Gu arranged for someone to meet him in Grey Valley County, Ye Fei still had to reach there on his own. If he could follow someone also headed in the same direction, it would save him considerable time.

But just as Ye Fei smiled faintly, the girl cast a fierce glare at him. She then whispered to her father, "Dad! There are so many perverts on this bus, and one of them even smiled at me!"

"Don’t talk nonsense!"

The dark-skinned man sharply rebuked her, "How do you know what others are thinking just by looking at them?"

"I..."

The girl looked aggrieved but still shot Ye Fei another venomous glare.

Ye Fei, seeing this, felt both helpless and amused.

Though her voice was soft, how could Ye Fei not hear? However, he knew that explaining would be futile in this situation. Besides, he didn’t care enough to explain. So, he simply withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and rested while waiting to arrive at the destination.

Who knows how much time had passed.

Suddenly, the bus conductor shouted, "Yungang Scorpion Tail! If you need to get off, do it now!"

Scorpion Tail?

Ye Fei heard this and slowly opened his eyes from his meditative state.

Because the so-called Scorpion Tail was the path one must take to reach the Martial Arts Conference.

Coincidentally, as Ye Fei stood up and started walking toward the back exit, the dark-skinned man and his daughter also stood up to disembark.

Seeing Ye Fei also getting off the bus, the girl gave him another disdainful glare. If her father hadn’t reprimanded her earlier, she might have marched forward to confront Ye Fei.

Soon.

The three of them were off the bus and began walking ahead.

Since their destination was the same, Ye Fei naturally followed quietly behind the dark-skinned man and his daughter.

At first, the man didn’t pay much attention. However, the mountain path was steep and treacherous. Although the dark-skinned man’s meridians were injured, his martial artist physique allowed him to traverse with relative ease.

On the other hand, his daughter had to stop and rest frequently.

As for Ye Fei, he appeared almost leisurely throughout, showing no signs of fatigue or even a single bead of sweat.

Could it be that this young man following them is also a martial artist?

The man began to suspect. The more he observed Ye Fei, the more he was convinced. Seeing Ye Fei pass by and walk ahead, the man immediately cupped his hands and smiled, "Young man, may I ask your name?"

"Ye Fei," Ye Fei said calmly.

"Ah, so you’re Brother Ye!"

The dark-skinned man smiled and said, "I’m Yang Dachuan, and this is my daughter, Yang Qingqing. I see that Brother Ye seems to be heading the same way as us. How about we travel together?"

Travel together?

Ye Fei found the idea agreeable. After all, the Martial Arts Conference in Grey Valley County was still some distance away. Ye Fei needed to first cross the Scorpion Tail, a path impassable by automobiles, and then meet up with Chen Hao.

Afterwards, Chen Hao would arrange someone to escort Ye Fei to Grey Valley County.

Traveling alone was certainly possible, but having companions, especially potential martial artists also heading to the Martial Arts Conference, was undoubtedly preferable.

But before Ye Fei could respond, Yang Qingqing pouted and said, "Dad! He’s clearly been following us! What same direction? He’s up to no good—don’t let him come along!"

"Nonsense!"

Yang Dachuan scolded his daughter sharply and then cupped his hands toward Ye Fei, saying, "Brother Ye, my daughter has been spoiled by me since childhood. If her words were inappropriate, please don’t take them to heart."

"Don’t worry, I won’t mind!" Ye Fei said with a smile.

"That’s good!"

Yang Dachuan smiled, ignoring his daughter’s resentful expression. He promptly invited Ye Fei, and the three of them began traveling together.

Scorpion Tail!

This stretch of road was named Scorpion Tail because it was a narrow path between cliffs, winding and twisting like a scorpion’s tail.

Thus, Ye Fei, Yang Dachuan, and Yang Qingqing moved slowly. Two hours later, they finally reached the end of the path.

Just as Yang Dachuan was about to suggest a short break, a sudden sound of footsteps reached their ears, immediately making both Yang Dachuan and Ye Fei frown.

A group of fierce-looking men emerged from ahead, carrying crude homemade firearms in their hands.

"Trouble! These are robbers!" Yang Dachuan quickly frowned, shielding Yang Qingqing behind him.

Ye Fei asked curiously, "Robbers? What’s that?"

"Brother Ye, it seems you’re not familiar with this area," Yang Dachuan explained cautiously. "Robbers are the local term for bandits. This place is remote and poorly traveled. I didn’t expect to encounter them here; I suppose I underestimated the risk!"

At this moment, the group of robbers had already approached Ye Fei and the others, aiming their crude firearms at them. One of the men barked coldly, "Don’t move! Hand over everything valuable you have, or don’t blame us for being ruthless!"