Chapter 738: Chapter 734: The Breakdown of a Marriage (Part 2)
“Li Zhaojun was barefoot, her body emanating a cold aura. She walked step by step towards Ye Fan, gave him an indifferent glance, and said coldly, “This ti it’s just a minor punishnt. If you offend again, don’t bla for being heartless.”
Having said that, she turned and walked back to the bed. Without avoiding Ye Fan, she got dressed piece by piece, and finally left the bedroom.
Ten or so minutes after Li Zhaojun left the bedroom, Ye Fan finally regained so vitality, struggled to sit up, and regulated the disordered Qi-Blood in his body.
“Ugh—” Ye Fan suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, instantly feeling much smoother in his breath and finally able to stand up.
Once dressed, Ye Fan didn’t imdiately leave but sat at the edge of the bed in deep thought.
Before this, he had no idea that Li Zhaojun’s cultivation had reached the transformational stage of ‘Turning Energy.’ To prevent Li Zhaojun from continuing her cultivation now, his own power was willing but insufficient.
“Damn it! What kind of demon art has Qing Lian made Zhao Jun practice?” Ye Fan cursed under his breath as he slamd his fist onto the mattress, filled with resentnt.
His chest was tight with anger, causing him to cough uncontrollably.
After the coughing stopped, Ye Fan’s gaze inadvertently swept across the dressing table in front of him and paused.
Looking at that dressing table, he couldn’t help but recall the scene where Li Zhaojun used to sit there dressing up, and he would sit on the bed enjoying the beautiful view of her back.
However, after what had just happened, it seed impossible to watch Li Zhaojun sit at her dressing table to do her hair and makeup again.
He didn’t resent Li Zhaojun, instead feeling guilty towards her.
He knew that Li Zhaojun didn’t want to beco like this, yet she had ultimately turned into the cold, ruthless person she was today.
It all started because of him since Li Zhaojun took a bullet for him.
“Zhao Jun, rest assured, I will definitely help you find yourself again!” Ye Fan clenched his fist and said resolutely.
He walked out of the bedroom to find that the second-floor living room was void of Li Zhaojun’s presence.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, descended the stairs to the first-floor hall, turned his head, and saw Li Zhaojun and Qing Lian sitting at the dining room table having lunch, as if nothing had happened.
“Heh heh…” Ye Fan chuckled a few tis, averted his gaze, and walked towards the main door.
After driving away from the Imperial Bay Villa community, he found a quiet corner to park his car.
Taking out his phone, Ye Fan scrolled through his contacts to find his master Zhuo Junwu’s number and dialed it.
The call connected, and Ye Fan called out, “Master.”
“Eh? Fan’er, are you injured?” Zhuo Junwu’s voice imdiately ca from the phone with concern.
Ye Fan gave a wry smile and said, “Master, you really have a keen insight. I did suffer so internal injury.”
“Who?!” Zhuo Junwu’s stern voice blared from the phone, “Who dared to injure you?”
Feeling Zhuo Junwu’s protective reaction ward Ye Fan’s heart, and he said, “Don’t bla others, it’s my own fault.”
After a pause, he continued, “I had a conflict with Zhao Jun just now. I didn’t expect her cultivation to have surpassed mine, reaching the point where she can hit soone as if they are nailed to the wall.”
“Mm,” Zhuo Junwu replied, without much surprise.
Ye Fan imdiately noticed Zhuo Junwu’s calm response and couldn’t help frowning as he asked, “Master, did you already know that Zhao Jun’s cultivation surpassed mine?”
Logically, Li Zhaojun had only been cultivating for a few months, and her strength had already surpassed his ten years of hard work. Anyone would be shocked to hear this.
“Not exactly, but it’s not unexpected,” Zhuo Junwu said.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, sensing that his master was definitely hiding sothing from him.
However, out of trust for his master, he didn’t ask further but pleaded, “Master, Zhao Jun’s personality has completely turned cold and heartless. I really don’t want her to be like this, please teach .”
Zhuo Junwu probably guessed Ye Fan’s question and after pondering for a mont, he said, “Fan’er, there are so things I didn’t wish for you to know so soon, but since it has co to this point, it’s ti to let you know. Tomorrow, I will personally co to Hua Hai City to find you. At that ti, you and I, master and disciple, will talk in detail.”
“No, Master, how could I allow you to take the trouble to co? I will return to the Four-Nine City to see you,” Ye Fan imdiately replied.
Zhuo Junwu said, “You’re not lightly injured, so don’t bother traveling back and forth. It’s settled then.”
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan was lost in thought for a while, finally started the car, and drove to Dingsheng International Hotel.
He booked a presidential suite at the Dingsheng International Hotel and did not seek out Lu Xiaoman and Tantai Wanrong and others.
Not to ntion the internal injuries he had, his mood was very down, and he did not want to see anyone for the ti being.
The next day, around eleven in the morning, Ye Fan drove to the airport to pick up Zhuo Junwu.
Upon arrival at the airport, he found that Shen Biancheng was also in tow.
“Master.” Ye Fan approached, calling out respectfully to Zhuo Junwu.
Zhuo Junwu responded with a grunt, his gaze scanning over Ye Fan’s body and said, “Your injuries are not too severe.”
“Yes,” Ye Fan explained, “Zhao Jun’s temperant may have greatly changed, but she wouldn’t truly harm .”
Then, he called out to Shen Biancheng, “Senior Brother.”
Shen Biancheng nodded with a smile and teasingly said in a relaxed manner, “Little junior brother, in the future, you need to be more diligent in your training, so you won’t even be subdued by your own wife.”
Ye Fan’s face turned embarrassedly red.
However, beyond the embarrassnt, he was a bit puzzled by Shen Biancheng’s attitude. By all accounts, Shen Biancheng was not one to gloat in another’s misfortune, and he had always treated him exceptionally well.
Next, Ye Fan drove Zhuo Junwu and Shen Biancheng back to the Dingsheng International Hotel.
Since it was lunchti, Ye Fan first took them to the dining building for a al.
After eating, Ye Fan then led Zhuo Junwu and Shen Biancheng into the presidential suite he had booked.
Sitting down in the living room of the presidential suite and resting while savoring tea, they finally began to discuss official matters.
“Little junior brother, before we discuss the official matters, your brother has sothing he wants to make clear to you,” Shen Biancheng earnestly said.
Ye Fan replied, “Please speak, Senior Brother.”
“So matters are not that our Master intentionally hid them from you, it’s just that the ti was not right to speak of them,” Shen Biancheng stated seriously, “I hope you, little junior brother, will not bla the Master.”
Ye Fan imdiately addressed Zhuo Junwu with a solemn expression, “Master, no matter the circumstances, your disciple will never bla you.”
“Mhm,” Zhuo Junwu gave a slight nod.
Just as Shen Biancheng was about to speak about the official matters, Zhuo Junwu suddenly said, “Wait.”
Ye Fan and Shen Biancheng couldn’t help but turn their heads to look at Zhuo Junwu.
Zhuo Junwu said indifferently, “Cheng’er, first treat Fan’er’s injuries.”
“Yes. Hehe, the Master always thinks ahead,” Shen Biancheng said with a laugh to Ye Fan, “The information we have to tell you is sowhat shocking, so it’s better to first heal your injuries, to avoid excessive emotional fluctuations affecting your condition.”
Ye Fan suppressed his curiosity and nodded in response, “Thank you, Senior Brother.”
Following that, Shen Biancheng began treating Ye Fan’s injuries.
On the surface, Ye Fan appeared to be severely injured, but in reality, it wasn’t much of an issue as Li Zhaojun had still shown rcy.
It took only seven or eight minutes for Ye Fan’s wounds to be healed by ninety percent, and after taking the sect’s secret elixir, he was essentially unimpeded.
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