Having You Is My Blessing-Do You Think I Can Go?

Song Family Back Mountain

Ye Bufan struggled to his feet, his eyes bloodshot.

"Damn it! Don't let me find out who it is."

It's an utter disgrace that the prize we were about to eat was snatched away!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became Ye Bufan slammed his fist into the ground, leaving a deep fist mark.

Suddenly, a Jade Pendant caught his attention.

"This is?"

Ye Bufan picked up the Jade Pendant and examined it carefully. There was a character "Lin" engraved on it!

"Very good, it seems to have been left behind by the thieves who stole the Green Jade Vine. Just you wait."

After calming himself down, Ye Bufan walked out of the cave and found Little Vajra still unconscious outside.

"It's still breathing."

Ye Bufan reached out and checked Ye Bufan's breathing, then breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Little Vajra slowly opened his eyes.

At first, he looked puzzled, then his expression turned to fear, and he stammered,

"Brother Ye, no... something's wrong, there's a ghost!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Bufan's face darkened.

It would have been better if I hadn't said anything, because saying it made him even angrier.

"A Mao, do you remember what happened last night?"

Little Vajra shook his head, pretending to try hard to remember.

"I only remember feeling like I was hit on the neck, and then I don't know anything else."

As they spoke, Little Vajra grabbed Ye Bufan's hand, his tone urgent.

"Brother Ye, let's go quickly. This place is definitely unclean; there's something dirty here!"

Glancing at the marks on Little Vajra's neck, Ye Bufan suddenly realized he was overthinking things.

What's wrong with him? How could he doubt such a loyal subordinate? He's no human being!

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's go back to the Song Family first."

Ye Bufan patted Little Vajra on the shoulder, his words tinged with guilt.

You're actually a really nice person!

Little Vajra looked strange; this fool was being sold out and was still helping the seller count the money.

With you contributing so much, I'm overjoyed, what's the trouble?

Look at how you're saying that, you're being too formal.

"Brother Ye, you're too kind. I, A Mao, have always been a man of great loyalty and righteousness!"

Little Vajra patted his chest without batting an eye, emphasizing his genuine feelings.

"A Mao, my good brother, it's my blessing to have you."

Ye Bufan put his arm around Little Vajra's shoulder, moved to tears.

You do not say!

Having you is my blessing.

Little Vajra nodded in agreement and walked down the mountain with his arm around Ye Bufan's shoulder.

"Dad, do you think that kid might have died on the mountain?"

On the training ground, Song Zhengchun frowned.

Old Master Song also fell silent, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Logically speaking, he should have been back by last night at the latest.

But there's still no movement. Could it be that he's really getting senile and misjudged the situation?

Kongyunzi's disciple, this shouldn't be!

Or is he an imposter?

At this moment, the Hooked Nose Elder spoke up.

"Grandpa, they're back."

Upon hearing this, the group all looked towards the door.

When they saw Ye Bufan's ragged clothes and pale face, they were all stunned.

How come I went to the back mountain and came back as a beggar?

Qingyan wasn't this disheveled back then.

"Young Friend Ye, what's going on here...?"

Old Master Song hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Ahem~ Elder Song, this is a long story, but I have gained some insights."

Ye Bufan coughed lightly, not daring to reveal the whole story.

"That's good then, young friend, please go and rest."

After the two left, Old Master Song sighed, lost in thought.

Time flies, and soon it was time for the younger generation of Lingnan to compete.

In the Song Family's guest room, Ye Bufan suddenly opened his eyes, his breathing becoming even longer.

"Success! Mid-stage Internal Strength!"

Ye Bufan let out a shallow breath and walked out of the room.

Now, he is even capable of fighting against Martial Artist in the late stage of Internal Strength!

"It's a pity... if we hadn't been ambushed by thieves who stole the Green Jade Vine, breaking through to the late stage of Internal Strength wouldn't have been a problem."

Upon thinking of this, the joy on Ye Bufan's face vanished without a trace, replaced by intense anger.

Is your surname Lin?

Perhaps Old Master Song knows something about the situation.

Meanwhile, in the hall...

Old Master Song was discussing the competition with the Four Tigers of the Song Family.

"Old Song."

A confident and cheerful voice rang out, and the next second Ye Bufan strode in with his head held high.

Song Zhengdong's face showed obvious displeasure, and the other three tigers also frowned slightly.

"Congratulations, Young Friend Ye, on taking another step forward."

Old Master Song could naturally see the change in Ye Bufan's aura, and spoke politely.

"I have to thank Mr. Song for his help."

Ye Bufan nodded, just about to speak.

Just then, a voice carrying a sense of detachment came from behind.

"Grandfather..."

Ye Bufan turned around and was immediately unable to move.

A tall woman wearing a white training uniform walked in.

With her delicate and aloof face and high ponytail, she exudes a chic and capable air.

Thump thump~

Ye Bufan felt that he was tempted again; those steps were practically stepping on his heart!

"Qingyan, this is Ye Bufan, a highly accomplished disciple of the Heavenly Mountain Sect."

Following that, Old Master Song introduced,

"Young Friend Ye, this is my granddaughter."

Great, great granddaughter!

Suppressing a smile that seemed to be playing on his lips, Ye Bufan straightened his clothes and revealed a confident smile.

"Miss Qingyan, I am..."

"A good dog doesn't block the way."

Song Qingyan spoke coldly, glancing past Ye Bufan at Old Master Song.

"Grandpa, we can set off now."

After saying that, Song Qingyan turned and left.

Even after that beautiful figure disappeared, Ye Bufan remained frozen in place, his face still bearing a stiff smile.

Cough cough~

Old Master Song was also confused about what was wrong with his granddaughter, and quickly tried to explain.

"Young Friend Ye, Qingyan is just like this. She doesn't usually talk to us much. You don't need to worry about her."

Whew~

So that's how it is.

So it seems that Miss Qingyan had a good impression of him, as she said five words to him in one go.

Thinking of this, Ye Bufan felt much better and waved his hand dismissively.

"It's alright, I'm a very tolerant person."

"Miss Qingyan has a wonderful personality; I admire her very much."

"Haha~ Young friend, you truly have an extraordinary demeanor."

Upon hearing Ye Bufan's words, even Old Master Song was at a loss for words and could only use a smile to cover his embarrassment.

"May I ask, Elder Song, is there anything I can do for you today?"

Recalling what Song Qingyan had just said, Ye Bufan asked in confusion.

"Young friend, you may not know this, but today's event is a competition and sparring session among the disciples of Ancient Martial Families in the Lingnan."

Martial Arts Tournament?

That's great!

A woman as proud as Qingyan is most attracted to strength.

If he sweeps across the land, she will definitely look at him with new respect.

Winning the heart of a beauty is a piece of cake, isn't it?

Moreover, once he becomes the grandson-in-law of the Song Family, Ancient Formula will be easily obtained, and even the Song Family will be his.

Killing two birds with one stone... no, killing three birds with one stone!

Thinking of this, Ye Bufan became excited and decisively spoke up.

"Sir... Mr. Song, do you think I can go?"