He suddenly realized a problem: his granddaughter, Cai Qing, who always scorned men, seemed to treat Qin Fang with an attitude vastly different from others.

Of course, he also considered the reason might be Ning Yumo.

But he had been watching from the beginning, and originally, Cai Qing's gaze held nothing but intense jealousy and hatred, indicating that she cared more about Ning Yumo—desiring nothing more than to slap that "stinky man" sticking around Ning Yumo to death.

Now, though, as she looked at Qin Fang, the hatred was still there, but the jealousy was gone, replaced by a blazing fury.

"Could it be... there's a chance?"

Elder Cai couldn't help but entertain this thought, which immediately reinvigorated his spirit.

However, Elder Cai, after all, was an old fox who had lived for decades; how could his thoughts be so easily revealed? He remained very calm.

Then he pulled out a red invitation with golden lettering from his Tang suit's sleeve and slapped it down on the stone platform, "Take a look first..."

Qin Fang and Cai Qing both paused, exchanging glances. Cai Qing didn't move but just snorted and turned her mouth to one side, as though she disdained to compete with Qin Fang for it.

Qin Fang, inwardly despising Cai Qing a bit, still picked up the invitation from the table, opened it, and was instantly stunned by its contents.

"Master, this martial arts tournament..."

Qin Fang, looking at the invitation, had an odd expression on his face.

Nowadays they were in modern society, where few practiced martial arts anymore—how could there still be a martial arts tournament? It couldn't be some kind of entertainment show put on by a TV station, could it?

As everyone knows, a certain province's TV station had this type of martial arts show, but in Qin Fang's opinion, it was merely a simple combination of free combat and boxing. Ignore how the host presented it as something serious; the contestants were merely beginners.

Those so-called 'kings' and 'tyrants' would not last more than a few moves in front of a real National Arts expert and would be laid out flat.

"What are you thinking, boy!"

Cai Pingyuan grumbled with a huff. He was extremely fond of his closed-door disciple, Qin Fang, much more so than his own granddaughter, Cai Qing, a fact that even she was jealous of.

"Although martial arts are in decline now, there are still many true experts out there..."

The old man sighed silently, "Look at this old man; my cultivation is not low, but do you know? Nationally, there are at least thirty people stronger than me, hundreds about the same, and many more who are just a little below me..."

"Eh..."

This time, Qin Fang was completely flabbergasted.

His master, Cai Pingyuan, was already a Level 6 Expert, his power formidable. Despite being older and not as physically fit, Qin Fang would not last more than three moves against him in a fight.

Yet even with such strength, there were at least thirty people in the country who were stronger, and hundreds whose abilities were comparable... How many experts did that make!

Without a doubt, this martial arts competition might not teem with experts like in the novels, but it was certainly much larger than what Qin Fang had imagined.

"Um... Master, will you take me there?"

It was clear that Qin Fang was tempted. How could he miss such a gathering of masters? Even if he was not a match for them now, he would catch up in the future. And with masters often possessing unique skills, with Qin Fang's special abilities, it would be easy to steal one or two moves. This would be all to Qin Fang's benefit.

"Of course! You and Xiao Qing will accompany me this time..."

Cai Pingyuan stroked his not-so-long beard, smiling.

But Qin Fang's face fell, inwardly groaning, "I'm finished this time, Tiger Sister will surely devour me..."

To be honest, there weren't many people Qin Fang genuinely feared, but the somewhat orientationally-challenged Cai Qing was unquestionably one of them. Not because he was afraid she would hit him, but because Qin Fang did not want to create trouble for Ning Yumo.

"This... Master, when do we leave? As you know, I have lots of things to do and need to prepare in advance..."

He hesitated. Qin Fang really wanted to attend the martial arts tournament, but with the problematic Tiger Sister joining him, he foresaw chaos and wondered if he should sneak there on his own.

"We're leaving tomorrow. On the way, I have to meet a few old friends and introduce you... All of them are grandmaster-level experts from the National Art Circle, not the kind the average person could meet!"

Elder Cai's eyes were incredibly sharp; the moment Qin Fang started to fidget, he knew exactly what his disciple was up to and shut down his escape route with a single sentence.

Although the location of the martial arts tournament was written on the invitation, such gatherings were not like markets that anyone could attend. Those without an invitation or credentials wouldn't be able to enter, even if they knew the place.

So, Qin Fang's plan to sneak over was already unsuccessful.

Besides, grandmaster-level experts... There was no doubt; these must be the stronger experts Elder Cai mentioned, all level 7 or above top-notch experts.

Such masters were rare sights, and with Qin Fang's current level and reputation, let alone finding the door, even if he did, they wouldn't let him in.

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