"Really? Are you serious?"

A flash of sharpness flickered across Lin Fan's eyes as he seriously glanced at Ye Fei'Er's legs, smooth and round like they were carved from white jade, an artwork in their own right.

One had to admit, her long legs were incredibly enticing; if she were to put on a pair of black stockings, it would be a fatal temptation for men who have a thing for stockings.

"Look at you all starry-eyed, hmph! Don't worry, I always mean what I say," Ye Fei'Er snorted, but her eyes were brimming with joy. "So, will you come with me tomorrow?"

"Of course, I'll go with you. If I went on my own, I'd have to pay for my own ticket," Lin Fan replied.

"Cheapskate!" Ye Fei'Er shot Lin Fan an annoyed look.

With her mind at ease, Ye Fei'Er was in a great mood and ordered thirty more beef skewers and a case of beer, refusing to leave until both of them were thoroughly drunk. Lin Fan was surprised at her drinking capacity; she drank an entire case of beer and was only half-drunk, something an average man couldn't rival.

After taking Ye Fei'Er home, Lin Fan received a call from Lin Bai, which led him to Nalan Qiankun's new residence. Due to Lin Bai joining them, Nalan Qiankun had to move out of Nalan Suqin's house and rented another apartment to facilitate their Qi cultivation.

When Lin Fan got out of the car, Nalan Qiankun came out to greet him immediately. It seemed like he had just finished training, as sweat covered his body, exposing his unusually strong physique, resembling that of a Barbarian Bull.

"Fan," Nalan Qiankun greeted respectfully as always.

Lin Fan nodded, eyed Nalan Qiankun, and said, "You've certainly bulked up. Come on, use all your strength to punch me."

"Fan, isn't that inappropriate?" Nalan Qiankun hesitated.

"Go ahead, I want to see how your training has been progressing," Lin Fan smiled lightly, spreading his feet to steady his stance, one hand behind his back, while the other leisurely extended forward.

"Then be careful, Fan," Nalan Qiankun chuckled, flexing his arm. His already muscular body began expanding rapidly, tripling in size, like a standing Barbarian Bull.

Whoosh~

Amidst the sound of wind, Nalan Qiankun launched a punch that shattered the air like a hundred iron hammers, swiftly closing in on Lin Fan.

But Lin Fan remained nonchalant. Just as Nalan Qiankun's fist was ten centimeters away, Lin Fan waved his arm lightly.

With a crisp "pop," Lin Fan grabbed Nalan Qiankun's fist precisely. A surge of powerful qi erupted in the center of their collision, overwhelming Nalan Qiankun.

Lin Fan's arm shuddered, and the boiling qi burst out of his hand; Nalan Qiankun's inflated body deflated like a balloon, stepping back three steps!

Nalan Qiankun was secretly surprised by Lin Fan's strength. He had already imagined Lin Fan to be formidable, but seeing his prowess today exceeded his expectations.

"I'm sorry, Fan, I was too presumptuous," Nalan Qiankun apologized.

"No worries, your journey is long, there's no need to rush," Lin Fan patted his shoulder with a smile.

Then, as Lin Fan prepared to enter the house, Lin Bai came out.

"Let's find a place to talk," Lin Bai said, turning toward a quieter area.

Curious, Lin Fan followed. Before he could ask anything, Lin Bai handed him a rectangular gift box.

Lin Fan opened it curiously to find a scarf inside, crafted intricately with attention to detail, indicating the dedication involved in its making.

Lin Fan touched it, feeling like he was touching a beauty's skin. "Where did this come from?"

"Little Sister asked me to bring it to you. She wanted to remind you that the weather is turning colder, so stay warm," Lin Bai replied calmly.

Hearing this, Lin Fan froze, feeling a warm flood in his heart.

The name, etched in the depths of Lin Fan's soul, immediately came to mind—the slender silhouette silently watching him leave from the crooked tree when he descended the mountain.

Lin Fan couldn't help but curl his lips with a touch of bitterness, speaking with longing, "Where is Little Sister now?"

"In Yanjing," Lin Bai replied simply.

"What is she doing in Yanjing?" Lin Fan asked, full of confusion.

"Nowadays, the sect's expenses are steadily increasing while previous business declines. The sect needs new industries to sustain its costs," Lin Bai explained.

In fact, maintaining a sect like theirs incurs huge annual expenses, sustaining hundreds of people's daily lives, and Martial World folks spend lavishly without financial concepts, needing business earnings to cover such costs.

Some sects opt to acquire company shares, while others invest in starting companies functioning behind the scenes. Lin Fan's sect's business involves pharmaceuticals.

"It seems like the sect is gradually declining," Lin Fan shook his head helplessly, sighing.

That place will forever be Lin Fan's home. Now, seeing his hometown's gradual deterioration, Lin Fan felt disheartened.

"What do you plan to do?" Lin Fan asked.

"My purpose for descending the mountain this time is to help Little Sister penetrate Yanjing's business market, a place where every inch of land is worth gold," Lin Bai stated directly.

"What do you need me to do?" Lin Fan inquired.

"I went to Yanjing last night. Little Sister said that Sect Leader called, knowing you have friends in Yanjing, asking you to help Little Sister complete this mission," Lin Bai said earnestly.

Lin Fan pondered for a moment and said, "It seems like this trip to Yanjing is inevitable now! Well, I have some business in Yanjing too, so I'll leave for Yanjing first thing tomorrow."

"Since that's the case, I'll take a flight tonight to prepare," Lin Bai said.

"Alright!" Lin Fan nodded.

Without further hesitation, Lin Bai turned back to the house to pack.

Lin Fan lit a cigarette, taking a deep inhale, the smoke enveloping his squinting eyes. Yanjing, beneath the emperor, bustling with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, surely promises an exciting journey.

The Four Young Masters of Yanjing, Lin Fan had indeed awaited this for a long time!

Nonetheless, Lin Fan's nostalgia was more for the youthful, charming silhouette unseen for years; five years ago, she was always a fairy in his mind!

Five years gone by, he didn't know how Little Sister changed—if she'd become thinner or bulkier, taller, if... her chest grew? If she liked wearing deep V-neck outfits? If she'd turn into someone like Nalan Suqin, fond of teasing?

If she dared to tempt him, he surely wouldn't refuse!

"Little Sister, I'm coming!"

Lin Fan's heart cried out in excitement!

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