Early in the morning, it was still quite early.
When Ye Fan and Izumi Uchiha arrived before the gates of the Hyuga Main House, the gates were tightly shut.
"What are we doing here?"
Izumi Uchiha finally could not hold back and voiced the question in her heart.
"I'm taking someone away!"
Ye Fan's answer was vague. He walked straight up the steps and knocked on the gate.
Before long, the gates opened, revealing a member of the Hyuga Clan.
Before the other party could ask anything, Ye Fan said directly, "I want to see your clan head!"
In the courtyard, Hanabi Hyuga, who had risen early, was practicing the clan's martial arts.
Although her movements looked proper and disciplined, her expression always gave the impression that her mind was elsewhere.
Ever since learning that Ye Fan had returned, she had wanted nothing more than to fly over to him immediately.
But by the time she received the news yesterday, it had already been evening. So today, she had decided that once her morning training was over, she would go find Senior Ye Fan.
Hyuga Hiashi stood beneath a tree, overseeing Hanabi's training.
He still wore the stern, unsmiling expression of a strict father.
"Your Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms still lack polish."
After Hanabi Hyuga completed a round of the technique, Hyuga Hiashi gave his assessment.
What he did not know was that ever since Hanabi had learned more exquisite martial techniques from Ye Fan, she had already lost interest in the flaw-ridden Eight Trigrams Palm.
Hanabi Hyuga obediently trained only because she was humoring her father.
In Hanabi's view, a palm technique's level could not be determined solely by the speed of its strikes.
Ever since accepting Ye Fan's guidance, she had increasingly felt that techniques should be simple