Obtaining Top Art on Family's Extermination Night

Fang Lingxin’s words made Chen Yan’s eyes practically burn with fury.

He gritted his teeth and slammed his hand on the table.

"We’ll find him! We will definitely find him! As long as your brother is alive, I’ll scour the earth to bring him back to you!!!"

"Really?"

Fang Lingxin blinked her big eyes, staring at Chen Yan.

"I am the Young Master of Heaven-Reaching Pavilion. Of course my word is my bond!"

Chen Yan huffed.

"First, tell me how your brother got lost, and where... What does your family do? Who are your parents?"

Chen Yan’s questions were very detailed; he was clearly taking the matter seriously.

Fang Lingxin answered every question in full detail. The two of them went back and forth, lost in conversation.

Chen Yan even took out a small notebook, dipped his brush in ink, and began recording Fang Lingxin’s words, determined not to miss a single detail.

Fang Shuwen sat to the side, silent.

Just then, the waiter came over with the food. When they had first sat down, Fang Shuwen had already ordered all of Langhuan Restaurant’s specialties.

But when it came to the wine, the waiter didn’t dare make a promise.

Fifty-year-old Bamboo Leaf Green was out of the question; the Shopkeeper would rather die than sell it.

In the end, the waiter brought two jars of the twenty-year vintage, which was still a fine wine.

After a few rounds of drinks and several courses, the conversation inevitably began to flow more freely.

Although Fang Lingxin was intentionally ignoring Lin Fan, still angry about him leaving without a word, after two cups of wine she couldn’t help but ask him about his supposed blood feud.

She’d wanted to ask when Chen Yan first mentioned it.

But she felt it would be improper to ask so abruptly, and besides, she had just found a new hope of finding her brother, so she had suppressed the urge.

Now, with the wine going to her head, she couldn’t hold it in any longer.

But Lin Fan just shook his head.

"This... has nothing to do with you."

Fang Lingxin’s face darkened.

"Right. I was being nosy."

Fang Shuwen winced. ’What a complete mess,’ he thought.

He happened to have a question for Chen Yan anyway, and it was a good excuse to change the subject and stop the awkward conversation between the other two.

Thanks to his reputation as the "Evil Gods and Demons," there were only a few people left on the third floor, so he wasn’t worried about being overheard and spoke directly.

"Do you know of Ye Wufeng?"

Chen Yan’s head snapped up.

"Ye Wufeng, the Northern Domain Sword God?

"Why do you suddenly ask about him?"

’Northern Domain Sword God...’

Fang Shuwen suddenly understood. No wonder he didn’t recognize the name.

He didn’t even know the Eastern Domain Sword God, let alone the one from the Northern Domain. Of course, the reason he didn’t know the Eastern Domain Sword God... was mainly because the Eastern Domain didn’t have one.

It only had the Blood-Crying Sword Demon, and he’d been gone for a few months.

Hearing Chen Yan’s question, Fang Shuwen didn’t hide anything.

"I killed his son a couple of days ago."

CLANG!

Lin Fan’s hand trembled, and his wine cup fell directly onto the table.

His mind was ringing again...

He looked at Fang Shuwen, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Fang Shuwen might not know who the Northern Domain Sword God was, but Lin Fan did... because he wasn’t from the Eastern Domain to begin with. With his extraordinary background, he had heard of almost every major figure in the Five Domains Under Heaven.

Among them, the Northern Domain Sword God, Ye Wufeng, was a living legend in the Martial Arts world.

Across the entire Northern Domain, only two or three people could stand against him. He was truly a master among masters!

’And now, Fang Shuwen had killed his son?’

’And... he said it so casually?’ 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Chen Yan, however, had a look of sudden realization.

"You killed Ye Bai? Good riddance."

Lin Fan couldn’t help but glance at Chen Yan. ’That’s it? You’re not going to warn him what kind of man the Northern Domain Sword God, Ye Wufeng, is?’

’He’s made a mortal enemy! Shouldn’t he change his name, flee the Eastern Domain, and hide in the Southern, Western, or Central Domains? Is he just going to wait for Ye Wufeng to come kill him with a sword in hand?’

’And what do you mean "good riddance"?’

’Hasn’t he brought a world of trouble upon himself?’

To be honest, Lin Fan and Fang Shuwen’s feelings were mutual. Just as Fang Shuwen found him annoying no matter what, Lin Fan also found Fang Shuwen completely disagreeable.

But at this moment, after a brief internal struggle, he couldn’t help but offer a warning.

"Ye Wufeng is revered as the Northern Domain Sword God and is the master of the Northern Domain’s Sword God Palace.

"He has three thousand Divine Swordsmen under his command. Wherever their blades point, they are invincible.

"He once reached the pinnacle of the Northern Domain with a single technique, [River of Sword Qi]... You killed his son. He will absolutely not let this go."

Hearing this, even Fang Lingxin couldn’t help but feel a little worried.

Shui Qianrou also couldn’t help but look toward Fang Shuwen.

’This whole thing happened because of me, in the end. If it weren’t to protect me, Fang Shuwen wouldn’t have confronted that Ye Bai, let alone killed him.’

She thought for a moment, then tugged on Fang Shuwen’s sleeve.

"Big Brother, why don’t you... come home with me?

"My mother can protect you."

"..."

Fang Shuwen reached out and ruffled Shui Qianrou’s hair.

"Don’t worry. I haven’t reached the point where I need someone else to protect me."

Lin Fan didn’t take Shui Qianrou’s words seriously and just said in a grave voice:

"You absolutely cannot take this lightly... Ye Wufeng’s martial arts are as famous as his pettiness.

"You killed his son. With a blood feud like this, I’m afraid he will come to the Eastern Domain to kill you very soon."

"He won’t come."

Chen Yan suddenly spoke in a calm tone.

"Why?"

Lin Fan couldn’t help but ask. He put a lot of stock in the words of the Young Master of Heaven-Reaching Pavilion.

He just didn’t understand the reasoning.

"Because years ago, he and Ye Wucheng nearly died in the Eastern Domain. To this day, they don’t dare take a single step back into it."

Chen Yan said calmly.

"Ye Wucheng... is Ye Wufeng’s older brother?

"They’ve been to the Eastern Domain before?"