"Mr. Ye, please!"
In the end, Ye Mingtian only filled Ye Chenfeng’s cup with tea, ignoring Chu Qingxue.
"Hmm?"
Chu Qingxue showed a hint of surprise but didn’t say anything.
Faced with such rare tea leaves, Ye Chenfeng also beca serious.
As soon as he tasted it, he felt a burst of flas erupt, very domineering.
It even had an effect similar to strong alcohol.
But then, a fragrance of tea spread in the mouth, cooling it down and slowly dissipating the flas.
An unprecedentedly wonderful experience rippled through, making Ye Chenfeng involuntarily close his eyes.
Perhaps due to the domineering flas upon first sip, Ye Chenfeng’s face turned rosy, just like he had been drinking.
"This tea is indeed sothing you can’t handle!"
After opening his eyes, Ye Chenfeng’s first words to Chu Qingxue were like this.
"..."
Chu Qingxue was puzzled, completely at a loss.
"Hehe!"
Subsequently, Ye Chenfeng and Ye Mingtian exchanged smiles.
"Uh..."
Chu Qingxue grew even more curious, witnessing this, she even thought Ye Chenfeng and Ye Mingtian had already reconciled as brothers.
Ye Chenfeng was unrestrained, Ye Mingtian was generous.
In the span of an afternoon, the bag of tea was almost consud entirely by the two.
The atmosphere at the scene beca subtly nuanced, making Ye Chenfeng and Ye Mingtian seem more like friends.
"The two of you should be getting married, right?"
Ye Mingtian suddenly voiced a sentence.
The air seed to freeze, plunging into a montary silence.
Though Chu Qingxue intentionally suppressed herself to remain calm, her gaze and subtle expressions naturally couldn’t escape Ye Mingtian’s eyes.
Ye Chenfeng rely looked at Ye Mingtian without answering the question.
Ye Mingtian suddenly asked this question, Ye Chenfeng didn’t know his intentions.
To give gifts or blessings was absolutely impossible; Ye Chenfeng didn’t believe Ye Mingtian had given up on Chu Qingxue.
"Sorry, it seems the question I asked was inappropriate."
Ye Mingtian smiled and changed the subject.
At that mont, Chu Qingxue also realized that Ye Chenfeng and Ye Mingtian had not reconciled or recognized each other; they were secretly competing all along.
In the evening, Ye Chenfeng and Chu Qingxue were in a room together.
"Chenhfeng, do you think Ye Mingtian has other motives?"
Chu Qingxue asked curiously.
"So far, there doesn’t seem to be any other motive. I guess he’s simply here to let us have fun. Just relax and enjoy like . Why are you so tense?"
Ye Chenfeng said, looking at Chu Qingxue.
Chu Qingxue bit her red lip and said, "I’m a bit worried..."
"Worried about what? What’s there to worry about? I’m here!"
Ye Chenfeng said.
"Okay!"
Only then did Chu Qingxue go to take a bath and sleep.
The room was a suite, with Chu Qingxue sleeping inside and Ye Chenfeng sleeping outside.
Ye Chenfeng initially just ant to lie down for a while, but unexpectedly fell into a muddled sleep.
"Hmm?"
This ti, Ye Chenfeng found himself in the dreamscape of the Great Sleeping Divine Skill, but everything before him beca gradually blurred.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a dazzling light engulfed Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng instinctively closed his eyes, raised his hands in front of him.
When he opened his eyes the next mont, he found himself in a strange place.
"Whew!"
A burst of cold wind swept through, making Ye Chenfeng shiver.
Before him lay a pit as large as a football field, yet extrely deep, casting a terrifying shadow over his heart.
"Ah?"
Ye Chenfeng was shocked by the scene before him.
This was actually a mass grave!
The deep pit was filled with thousands upon thousands of corpses, a truly horrifying sight.
At that mont, Ye Chenfeng seed to feel countless vengeful spirits struggling, the sensation was utterly overwhelming.
Especially within the dreamscape, Ye Chenfeng felt a profound sense of fear.
Leave here.
The only thought in Ye Chenfeng’s mind.
Turning away from this place, but not long after, Ye Chenfeng found himself in a Chaotic Tomb Mound.
Tombs and gravestones were everywhere, the eerie terror here was no less than the mass grave.
This Chaotic Tomb Mound stretched as far as the eye could see...
Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but think these gravestones filled the mass grave of those people.
"Keep going!"
Ye Chenfeng’s mind held only this belief.
He didn’t know how long he had been walking, but still, the tombs seed endless.
"Hmm? Soone’s there?"
Ye Chenfeng imdiately halted because a figure appeared in his path.
Blurry, a black silhouette appeared mysterious and elusive.
Ye Chenfeng wanted to get closer to see more clearly.
As the distance between them decreased, the figure’s shape and features gradually beca clearer.
The figure was roughly the sa build as Ye Chenfeng.
But at a quick glance, Ye Chenfeng saw the person’s face.
It seed sowhat familiar...
Not right.
This was...
At first, Ye Chenfeng found it familiar, but soon a figure surfaced in his mind, one both familiar and strange.
Ye Chenfu!
It was actually Ye Chenfu!
Since childhood, he had not fulfilled any duty as a father.
So Ye Chenfeng could only define him as Ye Chenfu.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly awakened, Ye Chenfeng looked again towards the silhouette, finding it blurred once more.
Just at a close distance, yet it felt thousands of miles away.
And at that mont, the silhouette was slightly turned.
However, he slowly turned his body around...
"Turned around..."
When Ye Chenfeng saw the face, confirming it.
A violent aura roared towards him. Suddenly, an arrogant silhouette stood before Ye Chenfeng, facing Ye Chenfu.
His presence completely blocked Ye Chenfeng’s view, making it impossible to discern Ye Chenfu’s face, leaving Ye Chenfeng unable to make a judgnt.
"Ye Chenfu’s tomb?"
The next second, Ye Chenfeng saw sothing incredible.
The suddenly appearing figure bore a tombstone on their back, with five large words clearly engraved: Ye Chenfu’s Tomb.
What was happening?
Ye Chenfeng was utterly bewildered.
Not right!
This person seed like...
Ye Chenfeng’s eye twitched sharply, suddenly recalling soone, the one who killed the Heavenly Calculator and impostor Danzeng Gama.
That’s right!
It was him!
"Hiss!"
Amid a flicker of lightning, the mysterious stranger suddenly drew the sword embedded in the tombstone.
Indeed, it was this sword!
At the Heavenly Dragon Temple, Ye Chenfeng had observed this person using this sword.
"Boom!"
A gust of fierce wind swept through, and this person suddenly charged towards Ye Chenfu ahead.
The Sword of Destruction, with its furious killing wave, advanced.
"Ah? What’s this?"
Ye Chenfeng’s heart skipped a beat, an ominous premonition rose within him.
He wanted to rush out to help, but found himself like an invisible man, unable to control his body.
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