Chapter 270 - Identifying Dong Ziqi's Identity

“Junior Brother?” Lin Yuehua was taken aback upon hearing this, her beautiful eyes suddenly widening in surprise.

Not only her, even Gu Youlan was greatly astonished, somewhat unable to believe it.

Wasn’t the senior brother already a grandmaster of martial arts in the later stages of energy transformation?

Wouldn’t that mean Ye Fan’s master had already entered the profound and unfathomable domain of a grandmaster in energy condensation?

Fortunately, Gu Youlan was also in the later stages of energy transformation and soon regained her composure.

She respectfully said, “You flatter us too much.

Young friend Ye Fan, my daughter Mingshuang, and my disciple Yuehua are all friends.

How could our hall sit idly by when Ye Fan is in trouble?”

After pausing, she continued, “My surname is Gu, and my name is Youlan.

May I know your esteemed name?”

“My name is Shen Biancheng,” Shen Biancheng replied.

“Shen Biancheng?!” Lin Yuehua was again greatly surprised.

She then heard her master, Gu Youlan, say in astonishment, “Are you the renowned Azure Dragon Hand, Shen Biancheng?

I apologize for not welcoming you sooner!”

“Hehe, indeed,” Shen Biancheng smiled.

“Madame Hall Master is too courteous.

I merely have a modest reputation.”

Then, Shen Biancheng said, “Madame Hall Master, may I meet Ye Fan first?”

“Of course,” Gu Youlan replied, then turned sideways and gestured invitingly, “Sir, please.”

Shen Biancheng nodded and followed Gu Youlan upstairs.

Gu Youlan and Shen Biancheng walked ahead side by side, while Lin Yuehua and Gu Mingshuang followed a few steps behind.

After climbing a flight of stairs, Gu Mingshuang moved closer to Lin Yuehua and whispered curiously, “Is Ye Fan’s senior brother, Shen Biancheng, very famous?”

“Very famous.

Whether in the martial arts circles within Hua Xia or overseas, Azure Dragon Hand Shen Biancheng is one of the top few masters known, with significant influence,” Lin Yuehua explained quietly, “Especially since he is about to enter the mysterious and unpredictable path of energy condensation.”

“Then who is Ye Fan’s master?” Gu Mingshuang asked further.

Lin Yuehua replied, “I don’t know.

While Shen Biancheng is quite famous, his sect is very mysterious, and no one knows who his master is.”

In the room, Ye Fan, though bandaged like a mummy, was enjoying the tender care of Helian Bobo.

Suddenly, Ye Fan heard footsteps outside, followed by a knocking sound at the door.

Ye Fan said to Helian Bobo, “Bobo, someone is here, go open the door.”

“Mhm.” Helian Bobo got off the bed and lightly went to open the door.

When Helian Bobo opened the door and saw Gu Youlan and Shen Biancheng standing side by side in front of the door, she couldn’t help but freeze on the spot.

Having trained at Gulan Martial Arts Hall for some years, she knew that the hall master, Gu Youlan, was always very mysterious and rarely showed herself.

It was only because she had Lin Yuehua as a mentor that she had the good fortune to meet Gu Youlan twice.

Now, seeing Gu Youlan personally visiting Ye Fan’s room astonished her greatly.

When Ye Fan saw Helian Bobo open the door but heard no one enter, he called out, “Bobo, let the guest in.”

Regaining her composure, Helian Bobo hurriedly called out to Gu Youlan, “Hall Master, hello.”

“Um,” Gu Youlan nodded slightly.

She recognized Bobo, but she did not know his name, so she just nodded slightly.

Bobo then stepped aside and called out, “Master, please come in.”

“Mr.

Shen, please come in,” Gu Youlan said, turning her body slightly towards Shen Biancheng.

Shen Biancheng said, “Master Gu, after you.”

At that moment, Ye Fan had already turned his head to look at the entrance.

Suddenly, seeing Shen Biancheng, he exclaimed in surprise, “Third Senior Brother!”

Calling out, he tried to sit up, but immediately pulled at his wounds all over his body and the pain made him lie back down.

At that time, Shen Biancheng disregarded such formalities and quickly stepped into the room, walking to the bed, and said to Ye Fan, “Junior Brother, are you alright?”

“Ha ha, very good,” Ye Fan chuckled.

“As long as I’m not dead, with my body, I’ll soon be bouncing around again.”

Then, he noticed a beautiful woman, similar to Gu Mingshuang, walked in; he immediately guessed it was the hall master, Gu Youlan, and straightaway said, “Master Gu, hello, thank you for visiting me.”

Gu Youlan, unusually, revealed a slight smile and said, “No need to be polite.”

Then, Gu Youlan said to Shen Biancheng, “Mr.

Shen, I suppose you have a lot to talk about with Ye Fan.

I will not disturb you any longer.

Later, our hall will set up a banquet, please do not decline.”

“Thank you, Master Gu,” Shen Biancheng replied sincerely, turning to Gu Youlan.

Gu Youlan and her group left, including Bobo who was also called away by Lin Yuehua.

“I didn’t expect you to come so quickly, Senior Brother.

In fact, it is completely safe here at the Gulan Martial Arts Hall,” Ye Fan said with a smile.

Shen Biancheng smiled gently and said, “You are the apple of our Master’s eye; if I had been a step slower, our Master would have broken my legs.”

Saying this, he bent down and carefully began to undo a piece of gauze from Ye Fan’s body, seriously examining his injuries.

Seeing a medicated ointment applied, he dabbed some with his finger, smelled it, and said, “Um, this ointment is good, suitable for treating the injuries on your body.”

Then, he examined the wounds for a while longer, saw that the swelling in Ye Fan’s muscles and skin had nearly subsided, and chuckled, “It seems that the host here has treated you well.”

After rewrapping the gauze, Shen Biancheng took Ye Fan’s pulse and nodded, “It looks like you are mostly unharmed.”

“Um,” Ye Fan responded.

“Tell me about what happened last night,” Shen Biancheng asked, sitting on a chair by the bedside.

Ye Fan recounted the events of the previous night.

After listening, Shen Biancheng said, “That Dong Ziqi, I know him.

He’s from Singapore, the chief disciple of Li Huaren, and has quite a reputation in Southeast Asia.

It’s said he has fought many underground black fights, a veteran who has killed no less than thirty martial artists.”

“However, it’s heard that the man is a gambler, often accumulating huge debts.

Perhaps he came to China to engage in killing for hire because he had recently incurred gambling debts.”

Pausing for a moment, he seriously asked Ye Fan, “Are you sure you want to duel with Dong Ziqi at the Overseas Ancient Martial Arts Family Meeting in six months?

Dong Ziqi is not an ordinary advanced martial artist; he has made a name for himself in the martial-friendly Southeast Asia.

You could delay for another year until your cultivation has improved.

With that, you would stand a better chance in the duel.”

“Definite!” Ye Fan’s eyes flashed with intense resolve as he declared, “Waiting six months is already too long for me!”

Shen Biancheng’s expression hardened, his eyes appeared to shoot out silvery beams, and his voice became commanding, “Good!

In a few days, I’ll personally visit Singapore to give Li Huaren a beating, as severely as Dong Ziqi injured you!

Then, I’ll make Dong Ziqi agree to duel you at next year’s Overseas Ancient Martial Arts Family Meeting!”