To have mastered the Fourth Form of the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique to the Perfect Realm in such a short time was something Ye Feifei found hard to believe. Others might not have known, but she was all too aware of the difficulty and bitterness involved in such an achievement.
'Ye Tian has so many secrets, it's almost unbelievable. Perhaps only a heaven-defying man like him is worthy of me! I have no regrets about becoming his woman in this lifetime.'
"That kid actually defeated Qin Li in one move? How is that possible? He's only at the One Vein Fourth Layer! How can that be?" someone in the crowd cried out in astonishment.
"I must be seeing things. His speed was incredible. Before anyone could even react, Qin Li was sent flying. That kid from the Ye Family is no simple character," another person remarked.
"Now we've got a good show to watch. The kid actually dared to injure the Qin Family's second young master. The Qin Family will definitely come after him. Ah, youth… so impulsive."
The crowd immediately erupted into discussion. Ye Tian had given them far too many surprises today.
From drawing the sword, to the slovenly old man transforming into a middle-aged man, and now defeating Qin Li in a single blow—each event was more unbelievable than the last. In an instant, Ye Tian became the talk of Lisha City.
Qin Li's other two attendants didn't linger. One of them quickly ran off toward the Qin Family estate, while the other helped Qin Li up, hoisted him onto his back, and headed for their residence. Needless to say, they were going to report what had happened.
Ye Tian, however, simply stood there and watched them go. The other two men Ye Feifei had injured also endured their pain and slowly limped away. The once-arrogant Qin Li and his cronies had become a laughingstock in the eyes of the crowd.
"I trust you all saw what happened today," Ye Tian said, addressing the crowd. "It was not I, Ye Tian, who was unreasonable with Qin Li. He was the one who proposed the terms. He can't blame me for being less skilled. Should the Qin Family come looking for revenge, I hope you will all bear witness to what truly transpired."
Everything needed to be done with reason on one's side. As long as he was in the right, he wouldn't fear bringing trouble to the Ye Family. It wasn't that Ye Tian was afraid of them, but he didn't want to implicate his family because of his own actions.
After Ye Tian said this, the onlookers quickly dispersed. To act as his witness would mean offending the Qin Family. Only a fool would take on such a thankless task.
A bitter smile touched Ye Tian's lips as he watched the crowd leave. 'That's just human nature,' he thought. 'Who would stand up and help me if there's no benefit in it for them?'
"Brother Tian, Qin Li brought this on himself. How could it possibly be your fault? Even if Patriarch Qin comes, we have nothing to fear. He was the one in the wrong from the start. Let's go eat. I'm starving," said Ye Feifei.
Meanwhile, the person from the crowd who had returned to the Ye Mansion immediately told Ye Feng that he had seen Ye Tian, stunning Ye Feng speechless.
After a long moment, he finally recovered. "Are you sure you saw Ye Tian? How is that possible? Could it be that my father didn't kill Ye Tian, but… had an accident himself? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
Although Ye Feng said he didn't believe it, deep down, he had already accepted it as fact. His father had never returned after going out that night, and he had only been comforting himself with the thought that his father was away on business.
But now, Ye Tian was alive and well. What could that possibly mean, other than his father hadn't killed Ye Tian, but had been killed by him instead?
However, he didn't believe Ye Tian was the one who killed his father. Ye Tian simply didn't have that kind of power. The only possibility was that his father had been killed by Ye Weitian or another one of the family's experts in order to protect Ye Tian.
Ye Feng bit his lip, trying his best to hold back the tears welling in his eyes. At this moment, his heart was filled with a towering hatred for Ye Tian. "Ye Tian, I swear I won't rest until you're dead!"
He then stormed out of the room and left the mansion alone. As for how he planned to kill Ye Tian, no one could say.
When Ye Tian and Ye Feifei entered the Delicious Pavilion, a waiter immediately came to greet them. Many of the previous onlookers had also come inside, and upon seeing the pair enter, they began to whisper among themselves again.
Ye Tian held the Black Glaze Sword, having already returned Ye Feifei's own sword to her. On the way over, he had quietly asked her about what happened when she'd tried to hold the Black Glaze Sword earlier.
He found this very strange as well. The Black Glaze Sword felt incredibly light in his own hand, yet it remained immensely heavy in Ye Feifei's. This made him think of the Dragon-shaped Mark that had appeared on his palm.
'Perhaps this Dragon-shaped Mark is somehow related to the weight of the Black Glaze Sword,' he mused. 'If I want to figure it out, my only option is to go to the forest on the back mountain tonight and ask that mysterious middle-aged man.'
Ye Feifei, for her part, ordered several of their finest dishes and a pot of wine, declaring it a celebration of Ye Tian obtaining the Black Glaze Sword.
Ye Tian rarely drank. All he knew was the burning sensation as it went down his throat; he certainly didn't consider it a delicacy.
However, he couldn't very well refuse Ye Feifei's enthusiastic gesture. After filling their cups, he began to drink with her. It seemed neither of them drank often, as they both made strange faces with each sip.
Meanwhile, the Qin Family's estate was in an uproar. Qin Li and his four attendants had returned one after another.
Qin Li was carried away for medical treatment, while the other two injured attendants were simply given some Golden Sore Medicine and sent on their way. The disparity in their treatment was clear at a glance.
Patriarch Qin, Qin Wushuang, his face a mask of rage, questioned the two uninjured disciples. "What in the world happened? Who was so bold as to harm my son?"
"Patriarch, the Young Master was injured by a young man named Ye Tian. He took down the Young Master in a single move. His power is terrifying," one of them said.
"One move? You're telling me a boy from the Ye Family injured Li'er in a single move? Since when did the Ye Family produce a genius like that? Are you certain he's one of them?" Qin Wushuang asked, his face filled with doubt.
"It's the absolute truth. The Ye Family's own Ye Feifei was there as well, and the two of them seemed quite close. The Young Master was actually just trying to buy that Ye Tian's sword, but the other party refused, and that's when the fight broke out…" the disciple reported, heavily embellishing the story.
The more Qin Wushuang listened, the more furious he became. To think his own son had been bullied like this! The other party clearly had no respect for the Qin Family. "I will go myself and see just who this Ye Tian is to dare injure my son! And that wretched girl, Ye Feifei, is just as outrageous! If I don't teach them a lesson, they'll start to think my Qin Family is full of pushovers!"
"Father, there's no need for you to go for such a small matter. Just let Lin'er handle it! I refuse to believe he can defeat me," a handsome young man said as he walked over.
This young man was none other than Qin Li's older brother, the strongest among the disciples of the Qin Family. He was currently at the peak of the One Vein Seventh Layer and could break through to the Eighth Layer at any moment.
The young man's name was Qin Lin, and he had long admired Ye Feifei. This was precisely why he wanted to go himself. If his father went, the situation would surely escalate, and he didn't want his father to end up harming Ye Feifei.
"Very well. If I were to go, it would surely draw out Ye Weitian. But if you juniors handle it, he'll have no grounds to interfere. Just remember one thing: I want that boy dead!" said Qin Wushuang…