Cheng Xiaoxia looked at Ye Fan, puzzled by why his expression suddenly turned serious, as if there was danger ahead.
"Mr. Ye, do you really not need help from others?" Being one of Sun Ning’s prized students, Cheng Xiaoxia had so understanding of the internal personnel structure of the Han Corporation. She knew that the Han Corporation not only engaged in legitimate business but also had many hidden forces, which were beyond the reach of an ordinary person.
Ye Fan said nothing as the elevator had already stopped. When the doors opened, Ye Fan saw a man holding a woman standing at the elevator entrance. The woman wore an entranced smile, suggesting her relationship with the man was unusual.
The man glanced at Ye Fan, appearing to sense that Ye Fan had the physique of a cultivator, a trait that made him feel so danger.
"Who are you?" the man asked.
Ye Fan responded with a smile, "Does it matter who I am to you?"
It seed like a standoff in terms of montum; the man glared at Ye Fan montarily, only to feel his own energy soften and eventually lower his head. Upon realizing his defeat, he attempted to look at Ye Fan again, but Ye Fan was already walking with Cheng Xiaoxia down the corridor. The man shot Ye Fan a venomous glare, eventually entering the stairwell, muttering, "This can’t be, have I drunk too much, are my eyes playing tricks on ? There’s actually soone with a higher cultivation level than , and I couldn’t sense his cultivation?"
The woman asked with a bright smile, "Who is he?"
"How would I know who he is? Maybe you should ask your godmother. This person was either invited by your godmother or the Sect Leader. The Sect Leader seems to be eting a lot of strange guests lately!"
After speaking, the man didn’t linger, heading down the stairs not to the first floor but to the third-floor guest room. It was clear that the man and woman were not husband and wife, nor were they boyfriend and girlfriend, but rather lovers about to do sothing. Ye Fan had no interest in this.
"Mr. Long, this way please!"
Just as Ye Fan reached the end of the corridor, soone called out, seemingly recognizing Ye Fan. He looked up to see a young woman standing in front of him. Her appearance was quite delicate and quiet, resembling a company employee, exuding a professional aura.
This was similar to Ye Fan’s first impression when he t Sun Ning.
"You know ?" Ye Fan asked.
"I’m not acquainted with Mr. Long, but I know Mr. Long is our esteed guest. Since you are an esteed guest here, you must be specially attended to. My na is Li Min, you may call Xiao Min or 346, which is my number here, and I will be attending to you moving forward!"
The woman seed to be around twenty years old, speaking in a peaceful tone and pleasant voice that prevented Ye Fan from feeling any dislike.
What was especially admirable was the youthful aura she carried, making Ye Fan feel as if he was conversing with a girl next door. She was likely the kind of girl surrounded by many who wished to pursue her in school or society.
Ye Fan replied, "But I don’t need soone to attend to !"
"You must follow to the seventh floor. Today, there’s an important guest on the seventh floor. If you’re here to see him, you must be with —it’s the rule!" Li Min stated.
Ye Fan perceived the seventh floor, realizing that the space above was sealed. From a cultivation perspective, this person’s cultivation seed beyond ascension. Although Ye Fan couldn’t be sure, he couldn’t sense any Spiritual Energy fluctuations surrounding him, suggesting this person’s cultivation attribute might not be Spiritual Energy—it could be Demonic Qi or sothing else.
Ye Fan asked, "May I find a room to rest first?"
Li Min shook her head, "No, Mr. Long, since you’ve reached the sixth floor, you must go to the seventh floor to et the esteed guest. That’s the rule here. If you have any objections, please speak with the person who invited you. We’re only responsible for guiding you. You can choose to agree or disagree, and if you disagree, I’ll leave and won’t disturb you further, but any resulting consequences will be your own responsibility!"
"Alright then!" Ye Fan nodded, and just when Li Min thought Ye Fan had reluctantly agreed, she heard Ye Fan say, "I’ll handle it myself, no need to trouble Miss Li. Please!"
"You!" Li Min was sowhat angered, unaware of Ye Fan’s stubbornness. She wanted to say more, but Ye Fan was already heading directly towards the corner on the sixth floor.
Li Min glared at Ye Fan and muttered, "Refusing a kind offer, we’ll see who ends up worse!"
After speaking, Li Min also headed towards the elevator, seemingly intent on ascending, but she hadn’t reached the stairwell before finding herself unable to move due to the elevator already being on the seventh floor, with six n in robes descending.
"Don’t let him enter!" The six cultivators, all around the Golden Core Stage, were not highly skilled, but reaching the Golden Core Stage on Earth—where Spiritual Energy is thin—already counted as an exceptional feat.
Their purpose was targeting Ye Fan, intending to prevent him from entering the innermost room on the sixth floor, which made Ye Fan curious about what might be inside.
Ye Fan proceeded as if he hadn’t heard a thing, walking straight ahead. The six cultivators hadn’t even taken two steps when their bodies suddenly seed fixed in place, motionless. Li Min’s eyes widened in shock, as she hadn’t seen Ye Fan make a move, yet these individuals appeared to have turned into stone.
Ye Fan reached the door and opened it directly, with no intention of knocking.
From inside ca the sound of water and a man’s voice, "Entering my room so abruptly, doesn’t that strike you as rude?"
The voice emanated from the bathroom, and when Ye Fan probed inside, he couldn’t detect any cultivators, nor discern the specifics of the room, yet he could hear the voices within.
Soone seed to be showering—besides the man, there was also a woman, as Ye Fan heard her voice, "Hehe, perhaps this youngster simply lacks courtesy? The ti is about right, there are guests outside, perhaps the Sect Leader should step out and converse!"
Ye Fan pondered, "Could this be the ’godmother’ ntioned by the man earlier, or perhaps the Sect Leader, or the mysterious individual?"
As he was contemplating, the voices inside concluded, and a man erged wearing only a bathrobe. Ye Fan glanced at him, feeling discomfort as he disliked conversing with soone dressed so informally.
"Who are you?" Ye Fan questioned.
"I’m the master here," the man replied, "You seem to be soone from the realm of cultivation—impressive, impressive!"
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