Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 82 Class Reunion

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 Class Reunion

At the entrance of the fifty-floor revolving restaurant in Purple Mist Building.

Ye Fei stood there, somewhat dumbfounded. He never expected that the class reunion Han Ping mentioned would actually be held in his own company.

Although Ye Fei had entirely entrusted the management of this place to Guo Wenyuan, that didn’t mean Ye Fei was unaware of the situation here.

As a property under Mr. Ye, who was feared across Northern Su.

Of course, the cost wasn’t cheap; one could even describe it as exorbitantly expensive!

Where did Han Ping and the others get the money to spend here?

"Hey! Isn’t that Ye Fei already here? Ye Fei, over here!"

Just as Ye Fei was pondering this, a cheerful shout suddenly rang out.

Ye Fei turned his head and saw Fan Liya waving her hand while walking toward him from the end of the hallway, with Han Ping following behind her.

"Ye Fei, on the phone yesterday, you said you’d think about it. I... I thought you wouldn’t come!" Han Ping walked up to Ye Fei, scratched his head, and said with a smile.

"Why wouldn’t I? I’ve been busy these past few years and haven’t seen many of our high school classmates. This time, I had to make time for a reunion!" Ye Fei said with a faint smile.

In fact, considering Ye Fei’s personality nowadays, it was quite unlike him to agree to such gatherings.

However, first, his advanced cultivation had significantly improved his mood, prompting him to seek some activity after prolonged peace. So, he followed his true desires and came.

Secondly—

Not even Ye Fei could refuse the invite of someone like Han Ping, the quintessential good guy.

"In any case, it’s great you came! Great you came!"

Seeing Ye Fei smile, Han Ping laughed heartily and immediately went to the reception desk to inquire about the room number.

Ye Fei was about to follow when Fan Liya leaned in close, lowering her voice and playfully saying, "A disciple greets their grandmaster! Let me offer my respects to you!"

"I’m not your grandmaster!" Ye Fei replied, half-laughing, half-crying.

That day, Fan Liya had pestered him relentlessly to become her mentor.

But Ye Fei was resolute; since he’d decided not to impart his path lightly, he would not waiver.

However, considering their shared bond as high school classmates and her status as a beauty seeking his guidance, Ye Fei reluctantly pointed her toward another path—Shao Bing!

Shao Bing may have been nothing remarkable in the cultivation world, but that was only from Ye Fei’s perspective.

Moreover, given their prior uncle-niece status, it made sense for him to take on the task of guiding Fan Liya.

As a result, Fan Liya began calling him "Grandmaster" at every turn.

Even as Ye Fei refused to acknowledge the title, Fan Liya wasn’t bothered.

After the matter with the Gu God, her inner turmoil had been resolved, leaving her much more carefree. She immediately said with a laugh, "Whether you admit it or not, it doesn’t matter. Since Uncle Shao calls you teacher, and I’m Uncle Shao’s first student, calling you ’Grandmaster’ is perfectly logical. What else should I call you? Big Brother?"

"Well... then just stick with Grandmaster!" Ye Fei sighed deeply and relented.

Hearing this, Fan Liya nodded as she laughed, but a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Ye Fei noticed but chose not to address it.

Having memories of an entire lifetime as the Soul-controlling Demon, his mindset had long since evolved beyond the Ye Fei of old, effectively living two lives now.

It was perfectly normal for Fan Liya to develop feelings after he had saved her.

Moreover, ever since the Gu God incident freed her suppressed inner self, she’d grown much more assertive.

Ye Fei even knew that her supposed desire to become his disciple was merely an excuse. Her true goal was to close the distance between them.

But Ye Fei’s mind was wholly consumed by the pursuit of cultivation, leaving no room to entertain Fan Liya’s feelings. Thus, he could only feign ignorance.

Quickly changing the subject, Ye Fei asked, "This revolving restaurant isn’t cheap. Among our high school classmates, who’s struck it rich enough to host the reunion here?"

"Who else but Ma Heng? Among our high school classmates, only he could afford this!" Fan Liya replied with a pout.

Ma Heng?

Ye Fei frowned slightly upon hearing this. He remembered Ma Heng’s father was the county magistrate of Northern Suburb Bamboo County.

Back in Bamboo County High School, Ma Heng’s family had naturally been the wealthiest and most powerful.

But while a county magistrate might be a big shot in Bamboo County, they would be nothing in Yuntai.

So, how could Ma Heng afford to host a gathering at Purple Mist Building?

While pondering this, Han Ping returned with the room number and said excitedly, "Alright, everyone’s in Wenyuan Hall. Let’s head over together!"

"Wenyuan Hall?" Ye Fei repeated under his breath.

Han Ping heard him and immediately asked, "What’s wrong, Ye Fei?"

"Nothing. Let’s go!"

Ye Fei waved it off lightly and followed Han Ping and Fan Liya toward the room.

Soon, with guidance from a waiter and after numerous twists and turns, the three finally reached Wenyuan Hall.

As the door swung open, the room instantly erupted.

"Wow! Our beauty Fan is here! What a rare treat!"

"Exactly! Every year, beauty Fan refuses to grace our reunions. It’s such an honor that she showed up today!"

"Beauty Fan, now that you’re here, even the décor of this Purple Mist Building seems dull by comparison!"

Listening to the playful chatter of the surrounding men, Fan Liya warmly waved in response.

At that moment, a young man in a floral shirt approached, holding a glass of wine, and said with a smile, "The beauty is truly a beauty. Rarely do we see her attend gatherings after graduation, and now she’s the star of the show. Don’t just stand there; come in and greet everyone!"

As he spoke, the young man gestured for Fan Liya to move further into the room, completely ignoring Han Ping and Ye Fei behind her.

Han Ping didn’t mind and cheerfully pointed to Ye Fei, introducing him, "Ma Heng, this is Ye Fei. You probably remember him, right? This is also his first time attending our high school reunion after graduation. Why not bring him along to greet everyone, too?"

"Ye Fei?"

The young man, Ma Heng, frowned upon hearing this.

In his view, someone like Fan Liya, a beauty, naturally deserved his personal escort to greet everyone.

But this Ye Fei? He couldn’t even recall a single thing about him.

Someone like that wasn’t worth his attention.

So Ma Heng immediately dismissed it, saying, "Oh, Ye Fei, huh? Go ahead, find a seat. I’m guessing this is your first time at Purple Mist Building, right? Relax, I’m footing the bill today, so enjoy yourself!"

While saying this, Ma Heng deliberately glanced at Fan Liya.

After all, the revolving restaurant in Purple Mist Building wasn’t a place ordinary people could afford, and Wenyuan Hall was among the most luxurious private rooms.

His words were clearly intended to impress Fan Liya.

But, Fan Liya, who had always been known for her aloofness in high school, was even less impressed now after experiencing the Gu God incident and learning about cultivation.

So, she simply laughed and pulled Ye Fei over, saying, "Ye Fei, let’s find a seat together!"

Ye Fei nodded slightly and followed her to a seat.

Ma Heng’s expression darkened instantly.