"What...?"
The waiter looked a little awkward.
Ye Changfeng was a regular at Shan Hai Yuan.
He had often come down the mountain to wander around Heyang City.
Although Shan Hai Yuan didn't know Ye Changfeng's identity, they remembered that he was a regular. Giving regulars priority was an unspoken rule at every restaurant.
But,
the waiter couldn't exactly come out and explain that now, so he said apologetically:
"Sir."
"I'll go urge the head chef and have your dishes served as soon as possible..."
"No!"
Biyao was getting annoyed. "Why should the people who came after us get served before we do?"
As the Ghost King Sect Young Master,
Biyao was used to being treated as someone special wherever she went.
And now,
someone else was being treated as more important than her?
That left Biyao feeling rather displeased.
Even if these people didn't know who she was,
she hated being ignored.
"Well..." The waiter was in a difficult position.
Just then,
a calm voice spoke up. "Since they arrived first, serve them first. We're in no hurry."
Biyao paused.
She turned to look at the neighboring private room.
A handsome young man in green robes had appeared in the doorway at some point. Leaning against the doorframe, he spoke calmly, his gaze casual, as if the matter didn't concern him at all...
"Hey!"
Biyao felt a little uncomfortable.
Looking at his calm expression, why did it seem as if she was the one making a fuss?!
"Yao'er!"
At that moment,
a clear, ethereal voice sounded behind her.
A woman in a black dress had appeared behind Biyao at some point.
Her close-fitting black dress showed off her graceful figure to perfection. Her skin was fair and smooth, while a black veil hid her flawless face, leaving only a pair of brilliant, starry eyes exposed.
"Swish!"
You Ji looked warily toward the young man in green robes.
At the same time,
Ye Changfeng glanced lazily at her.
"Hum!"
A razor-sharp Sword Intent flashed and vanished in an instant.
Ye Changfeng had revealed his edge without reservation. Even though it lasted only a moment, it still placed You Ji under immense pressure...
"Tsk."
Ye Changfeng shrugged casually.
He didn't look at You Ji and Biyao again, instead telling the waiter, "Serve them first. We can wait."
With that,
he turned and went back into the private room.
"Thud—"
The door to the private room closed.
Seeing this,
Biyao was practically furious.
Ye Changfeng had looked so calm, while she'd come across as pushy and unreasonable. Why did it feel like she was the one making a fuss?!
Biyao's temper flared at once.
She rolled up her sleeves, ready to go confront Ye Changfeng and argue her case.
"Yao'er!"
You Ji grabbed her.
"Aunt You..."
Biyao called out indignantly.
"Let's go back."
"Don't cause any more trouble."
You Ji felt heavyhearted.
The pressure from Ye Changfeng's glance had nearly taken her breath away.
Who...
was he?
Since when had Qingyun Sect produced a disciple like him?
Could it be...
Night fell,
and darkness covered the entire city of Heyang.
Ye Changfeng and the others planned to rest at Shan Hai Yuan for another day, then set out at full speed for Kongsang Mountain the next day.
"Creak—"
Ye Changfeng slowly opened his door.
He deliberately glanced at the room next door, where Naiqi was staying. The door was shut tight, and even the candle had gone out. She must have gone to sleep...
Ye Changfeng raised an eyebrow.
His gaze swept toward the end of the corridor, where he suddenly caught sight of a figure vanishing in a flash.
Ye Changfeng considered it for a moment.
Then he strolled leisurely toward the end of the corridor.
As for what he thought of Biyao...
He couldn't say he was hostile toward her, but he didn't feel particularly friendly toward her either.
He wasn't hostile because of her character: she had dared to sacrifice her life to block the Zhu Xian Sword, giving others a chance to survive... People like that were rare.
As for why he wasn't especially friendly,
it was because they belonged to opposing sides.
As one of the four major factions of the Demonic Sect, the Ghost King Sect was unquestionably part of the Demonic Path. No matter how you tried to whitewash it, that wouldn't change. They slaughtered people, refined humans and Gu, and showed contempt for the world...
Those were all hallmarks of the Demonic Path.
There was no whitewashing that.
In the future,
for the sake of his so-called ambition to rule the world, Ghost King Wanrenwang would open the Four Spirits Blood Array and unleash the Asura. Who knew how much harm that would bring to the world?
Why let someone like that live?
As for Biyao...
As the Ghost King Sect Young Master,
her hands weren't exactly clean, either.
Who would believe that she'd never killed anyone?
At the end of the corridor,
Ye Changfeng leaned lazily against the wall. Dressed in a flowing green robe, with black hair falling over his shoulders, he stood tall and slender, his handsome face turned toward the corridor ahead...
There was a flower bed at the end of the corridor.
A young woman in a jade-green dress was strolling through the flower bed in the dead of night. She leisurely plucked a flower, then caught sight of Ye Changfeng leaning against the wall out of the corner of her eye...
"Hmph!"
Biyao couldn't help snorting. "Does a young hero of Qingyun Sect really enjoy spying on people that much?"
She had already learned Ye Changfeng's identity from You Ji. She knew he was a disciple of Qingyun Sect, though not his exact identity...
At that,
Ye Changfeng raised an eyebrow.
He glanced at Biyao and said evenly, "You're flattering yourself. I'm not looking at you. I'm looking at..."
"Swish!"
Ye Changfeng's gaze shifted to a nearby corner.
A woman in a black dress stood there, her slender figure seeming to blend into the darkness.
Compared with Biyao, the temperamental Ghost King Sect Young Master, he was obviously more interested in You Ji, the Vermilion Bird Emissary...
"You!"
Biyao was furious all over again.
When had anyone ever ignored her like this?
And now someone dared to call her full of herself?!
Ye Changfeng paid no attention to Biyao's impotent rage.
In his eyes... Biyao was just a little girl with a spoiled temper.
He was actually more curious about You Ji.
Well... curious about what she looked like beneath her veil?
"Swish!"
You Ji slowly emerged from the darkness.
Her brilliant, starry eyes stared straight at Ye Changfeng, wariness flickering in their depths.
She had thought it over for a long time.
She still couldn't figure out when Qingyun Sect had produced a disciple like Ye Changfeng.
But...
Now that she saw the green robe he wore,
she thought of someone else—the future Azure Cloud Sect Leader!
Could he really be that person?
A hint of doubt stirred in You Ji's heart.
These days,
who in the Shenzhou World hadn't heard of the future Green Robe Sect Leader of Qingyun Sect? Yet as for his true identity...
No one knew.
Not even Daoxuan, the current leader of Qingyun Sect, knew.
Much less anyone else...
You Ji was perplexed. Surely she hadn't gone out on a whim only to run into the future Green Robe Sect Leader?
The odds were too low.
Could the Green Robe Sect Leader, whose true identity was unknown to everyone, really be standing right in front of her?
You Ji suppressed her suspicions.
She lifted her eyes slightly and stared straight at Ye Changfeng.
"Swish!"
Their gazes met.
The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
You Ji was even ready to make a move.
However,
just then,
"Swish—"
Ye Changfeng struck first.
A razor-sharp wisp of Sword Intent shot toward You Ji with blinding speed.
"Boom!"
You Ji's expression changed.
She had underestimated Ye Changfeng's strength.
She had assumed he was only at the initial Shangqing stage, but she hadn't expected the strength he unleashed to be a few steps above her own!
Shangqing Mid-stage?
Or late-stage?
"Whoosh!"
That strand of Sword Intent cut through the night sky.
It looked like a probing attack, but its purpose was clear.
You Ji's slender figure flashed away. The Sword Intent followed right behind, whipping up a gust of wind that swept off her mysterious veil.
The next moment,
a flawless, beautiful face was exposed beneath the night sky.
The sly moonlight fell on the woman in the black dress, making her seem all the more ethereal and mysterious. Her pale, smooth skin looked unnaturally white, perhaps from years without sunlight...
"You!"
You Ji glared at the Green-robed Youth before her, shocked and furious.
Ye Changfeng raised an eyebrow slightly.
You Ji's beauty was indeed stunning. She had the cool, aloof allure of a sickly beauty, inspiring an urge to pity and protect her...
"Tsk."
Ye Changfeng shook his head. "You were born a beauty. Why turn to banditry?"
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