Chapter 738: 734: The Breakdown of a Marriage (Part 2)
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Chapter 738: Chapter 734: The Breakdown of a Marriage (Part 2)
âLi 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, âThis time itâs just a minor punishment. If you offend again, donât blame me for being heartless.â
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 some vitality, struggled to sit up, and regulated the disordered Qi-Blood in his body.
âUghââ 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 didnât immediately leave but sat at the edge of the bed in deep thought.
Before this, he had no idea that Li Zhaojunâs cultivation had reached the transformational stage of âTurning Energy.â To prevent Li Zhaojun from continuing her cultivation now, his own power was willing but insufficient.
âDamn it! What kind of demon art has Qing Lian made Zhao Jun practice?â Ye Fan cursed under his breath as he slammed his fist onto the mattress, filled with resentment.
His chest was tight with anger, causing him to cough uncontrollably.
After the coughing stopped, Ye Fanâs gaze inadvertently swept across the dressing table in front of him and paused.
Looking at that dressing table, he couldnât 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 seemed impossible to watch Li Zhaojun sit at her dressing table to do her hair and makeup again.
He didnât resent Li Zhaojun, instead feeling guilty towards her.
He knew that Li Zhaojun didnât want to become 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.
âZhao Jun, rest assured, I will definitely help you find yourself again!â 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 Zhaojunâs 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.
âHeh hehâŚâ Ye Fan chuckled a few times, 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 Junwuâs number and dialed it.
The call connected, and Ye Fan called out, âMaster.â
âEh? Fanâer, are you injured?â Zhuo Junwuâs voice immediately came from the phone with concern.
Ye Fan gave a wry smile and said, âMaster, you really have a keen insight. I did suffer some internal injury.â
âWho?!â Zhuo Junwuâs stern voice blared from the phone, âWho dared to injure you?â
Feeling Zhuo Junwuâs protective reaction warmed Ye Fanâs heart, and he said, âDonât blame others, itâs my own fault.â
After a pause, he continued, âI had a conflict with Zhao Jun just now. I didnât expect her cultivation to have surpassed mine, reaching the point where she can hit someone as if they are nailed to the wall.â
âMm,â Zhuo Junwu replied, without much surprise.
Ye Fan immediately noticed Zhuo Junwuâs calm response and couldnât help frowning as he asked, âMaster, did you already know that Zhao Junâs cultivation surpassed mine?â
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.
âNot exactly, but itâs not unexpected,â Zhuo Junwu said.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, sensing that his master was definitely hiding something from him.
However, out of trust for his master, he didnât ask further but pleaded, âMaster, Zhao Junâs personality has completely turned cold and heartless. I really donât want her to be like this, please teach me.â
Zhuo Junwu probably guessed Ye Fanâs question and after pondering for a moment, he said, âFanâer, there are some things I didnât wish for you to know so soon, but since it has come to this point, itâs time to let you know. Tomorrow, I will personally come to Hua Hai City to find you. At that time, you and I, master and disciple, will talk in detail.â
âNo, Master, how could I allow you to take the trouble to come? I will return to the Four-Nine City to see you,â Ye Fan immediately replied.
Zhuo Junwu said, âYouâre not lightly injured, so donât bother traveling back and forth. Itâs settled then.â
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 mention the internal injuries he had, his mood was very down, and he did not want to see anyone for the time 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.
âMaster.â Ye Fan approached, calling out respectfully to Zhuo Junwu.
Zhuo Junwu responded with a grunt, his gaze scanning over Ye Fanâs body and said, âYour injuries are not too severe.â
âYes,â Ye Fan explained, âZhao Junâs temperament may have greatly changed, but she wouldnât truly harm me.â
Then, he called out to Shen Biancheng, âSenior Brother.â
Shen Biancheng nodded with a smile and teasingly said in a relaxed manner, âLittle junior brother, in the future, you need to be more diligent in your training, so you wonât even be subdued by your own wife.â
Ye Fanâs face turned embarrassedly red.
However, beyond the embarrassment, he was a bit puzzled by Shen Bianchengâs attitude. By all accounts, Shen Biancheng was not one to gloat in anotherâs 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 lunchtime, Ye Fan first took them to the dining building for a meal.
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.
âLittle junior brother, before we discuss the official matters, your brother has something he wants to make clear to you,â Shen Biancheng earnestly said.
Ye Fan replied, âPlease speak, Senior Brother.â
âSome matters are not that our Master intentionally hid them from you, itâs just that the time was not right to speak of them,â Shen Biancheng stated seriously, âI hope you, little junior brother, will not blame the Master.â
Ye Fan immediately addressed Zhuo Junwu with a solemn expression, âMaster, no matter the circumstances, your disciple will never blame you.â
âMhm,â Zhuo Junwu gave a slight nod.
Just as Shen Biancheng was about to speak about the official matters, Zhuo Junwu suddenly said, âWait.â
Ye Fan and Shen Biancheng couldnât help but turn their heads to look at Zhuo Junwu.
Zhuo Junwu said indifferently, âChengâer, first treat Fanâerâs injuries.â
âYes. Hehe, the Master always thinks ahead,â Shen Biancheng said with a laugh to Ye Fan, âThe information we have to tell you is somewhat shocking, so itâs better to first heal your injuries, to avoid excessive emotional fluctuations affecting your condition.â
Ye Fan suppressed his curiosity and nodded in response, âThank you, Senior Brother.â
Following that, Shen Biancheng began treating Ye Fanâs injuries.
On the surface, Ye Fan appeared to be severely injured, but in reality, it wasnât much of an issue as Li Zhaojun had still shown mercy.
It took only seven or eight minutes for Ye Fanâs wounds to be healed by ninety percent, and after taking the sectâs secret elixir, he was essentially unimpeded.