Kong Yanran's lips, and her brows furrowed tightly. Her grip on Ye Fan's hands tightened as well, becoming increasingly forceful. It was evident that both her inner self and her physical instincts ha...Yan Wuque thought back to the day when Ye Qingcheng, with his troops, clashed with his Ninth Legion. It was only when the two old masters of the Ye and Yan families intervened that the situation was quelled. At the time, he hadn't thought much of it, nor had Ye Qingcheng been a concern. Now, however, he realized he had underestimated this unseen opponent. He was indeed a formidable figure.

Yan Wuque's heart was filled with anger, and he punched the table. The mahogany table caved in under his fist.

Footsteps echoed from behind, and Yan Wúqiè hastily turned his head. He saw Yan Xiào tí standing with his hands behind his back.

Yan Wuque hurriedly stood up and said, "Grandpa, how did you get here"

Looking at the newly formed dent, Yan Xiaoti sighed and walked side by side with Yan Wuque, saying in a heavy voice, "Wuque, don't you think we lost unfairly this time"

"If it weren't for this upcoming change of leadership, my Ninth Legion wouldn't be able to make an appearance. Otherwise, we might not have lost to Ye Qingcheng!" Yan Wuque really wanted to stay silent, but he couldn't help but speak his mind, especially in front of his grandfather. He didn't need to hide anything at all.

Yan Xiaoti shook his head, "Wu Que, you're wrong. Not only are you wrong, even Grandpa was mistaken. We lost this time fair and square because Ye Fan is currently at the Ye Residence."

When Yan Wuque heard his grandfather say this, he was uncertain and said, "Grandpa's meaning is that this time it wasn't Ye Qingcheng who suddenly changed his temperament, but Ye Fan scheming behind the scenes"

"Although it's not certain, it's highly likely," Yan Xiaoti said with a wry smile.

Yan Wuque slammed his fist heavily on the table, suddenly realizing, "No wonder I failed this time. It turns out he was supporting Ye Qingcheng behind the scenes."

Suddenly, a surge of anger rose within him. "Is this Ye Fan destined to be my sworn enemy, Yan Wuque Why does he always have to ruin my good fortune" Yan Wuque thought to himself, I swear I won't rest until this man is dead!

"Flawless! Your mind is starting to waver!" Yan Xiaoti sternly looked at Yan Wuque, reminding him aloud.

Yan Wuque was stunned. He hadn't expected to be so flustered after hearing Ye Fan's name. This was a major taboo in military strategy. It seemed his grandfather was right; despite practicing martial arts for so long, he still hadn't made much progress in cultivating his temperament.

He forced himself to calm down and think about the matter. Indeed, if he had known that Ye Fan was operating behind the scenes, he definitely wouldn't have been so careless. At least when he received the first news of the Martial Justice Department's deployment, he would have taken action. He had indeed been a little careless.

Fortunately, they are hiding behind the scenes this time and haven't been exposed. Otherwise, all the elaborate plans they have carefully laid over the years would be wasted…

At this thought, Yan Wuque broke out in a cold sweat. But how could Ye Fan appear at the Ye Family And how did he end up partnering with Ye Qingcheng

This made Yan Wuque puzzled. A sudden spark of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he stood up abruptly, "Grandfather, could it be that Ye Fan has...already returned to the Ye Family"

Yan Xiaoti was somewhat comforted. Wuming could, in the heat of anger, force himself to calm down, and being able to think of this in such a short time showed that his mind was still very careful.

Our informant in the Ye family just sent a message, Ye Fan has recognized his initial return to the race, he is now calling Ye Qingcheng brother, Ye Kunda's affairs are destined to fail.

"Yan Wuque's brows furrowed deeply, but he said nonchalantly, 'If they unite, dealing with the Ye family will be much more troublesome.'"

Yan Xiaoti smiled and said with a sly grin, "They're just two kids, not even worth worrying about. What I'm actually worried about is another person from the Ye family."

"Who" Yan Wuque asked cautiously.

The Ye Family Tribunal was actually located in the Huangyuan courtyard of Julu Courtyard. It's no wonder that no one usually noticed its existence. This place had been strictly forbidden since the old patriarch's time, and only members of the Ye family were allowed inside. Among the Ye family members, very few knew about this place, so no one ever mentioned the Tribunal.

And Ye Fan was able to find this Enforcement Hall because after he came out, he saw one of the two Enforcement disciples. He figured that it should be Ye Benkong who specially asked him to wait here for him.

He must know that he wouldn't be looking for him at the Hall of Law Enforcement, right Ye Fan thought to himself in his heart, but he still came to this courtyard with that person.

This courthouse clearly retains the architectural style of the last era, with no trace of modernization. The entire courtyard is devoid of electrical wires or even a single light bulb. There isn't a leather sofa or an Italian swivel chair to be seen; it is completely old-fashioned and steeped in tradition.

After Ye Fan entered this courtyard, he suddenly felt as if he had been transported back to the Xia Kingdom decades ago.

At this moment, within the hall of the Enforcement Tribunal, Ye Benkong knelt on a bamboo mat, repeatedly sipping from his teacup.

"Master," the man who brought Ye Fan to Ye Benkong bowed.

Ye Ben nodded, and the man left, closing the large doors to the hall as he went.

Ye Fan noticed that the doors here were all made of ancient wooden doors. The style was very old, and he didn't know if they were relics from the past or had been passed down since then.

The hall was without electric lights, yet the light was not dim. There were four large kerosene lamps burning in each corner, their flickering flames casting a distinctly classical ambiance.

"Sit." Ye Benkong didn't look up at Ye Fan, just said faintly. His attitude was neither warm nor cold, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Sit" Ye Fan looked around, where was there a stool here

Ye Fan thought for a moment, and imitating Ye Benkong's manner, knelt on the coolness. His movements were graceful as well.

This way of drinking tea should be the island nation's tea ceremony, Old Man had taught him when they were at Lishan. It's just that he hasn't enjoyed tea like this for a long time, it feels strange.

Ye Benkong glanced at Ye Fan, "You understand the tea ceremony too"

"Just scratching the surface. It's all for show, just to put on a facade and seem sophisticated. Pretending to be cultured and charming girls, but they can't actually hold their own." Ye Fan said half-jokingly to break the slightly oppressive atmosphere.

He was obviously not taking it as a joke, Ye Benkong frowned, seeming dissatisfied with Ye Fan's answer.

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched. How could he forget that Ye Benkong was a cultivator How could he talk to him about picking up girls Wouldn't that be too disrespectful

His face was slightly flushed, and Ye Fan said with a wry smile: "But I think that drinking tea is just about drinking tea. Why make such a fuss Just say this tea makes sense. Shouldn't Zhang Dengzi be given a seat How can you enjoy it comfortably The people from the island country are really strange. They obviously learned the tea-making techniques from our great Xia Empire, and after going back, they added some fancy touches and boasted that it was their culture. They even applied for something like "tea culture" as their creation. It's really laughable to truly learned scholars..."

Ye Fan, in order to cover up his just-now rude actions, began to talk about it.ips` containing Ye Fan's second brother, constantly sucking. Such a scene made Ye Fan's blood boil once again. At this moment, he wanted to get up and press Liu Qin under him so much, but he couldn't....