On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

"Hmph!"

At the main gate of the Duke of Zhenbei's mansion, Ye Fan had just jumped down from the carriage when he sneezed and rubbed his nose: "Who's thinking about me?"

A figure ran out from behind the stone lion and bumped into Ye Fan's arms.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Wang Danian and the others were startled, fearing they might be assassins.

Ye Fan looked down and saw that it was a dirty beggar. When he saw Wang Danian and the others surrounding him, he was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed.

"My lord, spare my life! I didn't mean to..."

Ye Fan held something in his hand, his eyes flickering slightly.

Seeing that Wang Danian was about to drag the beggar away for interrogation, he shook his head: "Forget it!"

Upon entering the Duke's mansion, Shen Murong dismissed his attendants and his expression turned solemn: "Brother! I must return to the Northern Border military camp today."

"Eighth Sister, has something changed in the Northern Border?" Ye Fan asked with some concern.

Shen Murong nodded solemnly: "There are ten generals in the Northern Border. Four of them have betrayed us and I have already killed them."

"The other generals may have ulterior motives; I cannot leave for too long."

"But don't worry, I've already contacted Tenth Sister. She'll be back from the Number One Manor soon and will arrive tomorrow."

Ye Fan was delighted: "Sister Ya Fei is coming back? That's wonderful!"

Tenth Sister, Consort Xiao Ya.

The number one manor lord in the world!

Xiao Yafei is very mysterious. Ye Fan can only spend a few days with her during his birthday and Chinese New Year!

In his past life, he was used as bait by Li Chengqian. Xiao Yafei led the experts of the number one manor in the world to break into the prison, but Li Chengqian detonated the prison, and Sister Yafei ended up with no trace of her body!

"Oh, by the way, I caught one of Sister Yafei's spies!"

"spy?"

"Yes."

Ye Fan recounted Su Ningshuang's story.

Shen Murong shook his head: "I don't know. When Tenth Sister comes back tomorrow, you can ask her yourself."

"Report! General, news has come from the North!" A scout rushed over, knelt on one knee, and handed over a secret letter.

Ye Fan stopped bothering Eighth Sister and returned to his room.

He closed the door and found a crumpled piece of paper in his hand, the very one the beggar had just given him.

Upon opening the note, the two lines of writing made his pupils shrink!

First line: Shen Murong has been lying to you all along!

Second line: If you want to know the cause of Ye Zhengrong's death, come to Dadongshan outside the city alone at midnight tonight.

Upon seeing these words, Ye Fan's breathing quickened, his blood flowed faster, and his heart pounded. He gripped the note tightly, crumpling it into a ball!

Could there be more to the story than meets the eye in my father's death?

Is Eighth Sister lying to me? That can't be...

A host of questions swirled around Ye Fan's head.

……

That night, Ye Fan turned off the lights and went to bed.

Open the passage below the bed, crawl in, press a button, and the bed will be restored to its original state.

Half an hour later, a figure emerged from a bamboo grove outside the city.

It was Ye Fan!

An old man ran out from nearby, leading a black horse and kneeling on the ground. He didn't say a word, handed the black horse to Ye Fan, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Ye Fan mounted his horse and headed straight for Da Dong Mountain.

An hour later, Ye Fan arrived at the designated address on Mount Dadong.

A familiar figure was tied to a tree. She was covered in wounds, with her arms, waist, and thighs torn and bleeding, clearly indicating that she had been tortured.

Ye Fan exclaimed in surprise, "Tang Miaoyi!"

Tang Miaoyi looked up, a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes: "You shouldn't have come... I didn't say anything, I really didn't say a single word..."

Ye Fan was completely confused.

He had no idea that Tang Miaoyi was here, let alone that she had been captured and taken hostage!

Sudden.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

A round of applause came from behind him. Ye Fan turned around and saw a young man who looked to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

"As expected of someone with the Ye family bloodline, even though he's a bastard! But he's got guts enough to actually come alone!"

Upon hearing the word "bastard," Ye Fan's face darkened sharply.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Ye Jueyun. In a sense, I am your cousin."

Ye Jueyun walked very lightly, his eyes filled with coldness.

Ye Fan was surprised; where did this cousin of his suddenly appear from?

I've never heard of that before!

Ye Jueyun's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Hahaha! It seems you really don't know anything. Didn't Shen Murong tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Ye Fan asked.

Ye Jueyun sneered, "Let me tell you, you're a bastard! Your mother is a lowly child! Your father, Ye Zhengrong, is a traitor to the Ye family!"

"Don't you dare insult my parents!"

Ye Fan suddenly pulled out a Barrett rifle from behind his back.

He raised his hand and fired a shot!

boom--!

Ye Jueyun was prepared. He dodged to the side, and the bullet almost grazed his shoulder. His eyes narrowed sharply.

"Hahaha! This weapon is truly terrifying!"

"Ye Fan, if I hadn't seen you kill three Martial Kings with this thing, I would have been in deep trouble today!" Ye Jueyun said excitedly, his face turning red.

"If I had this weapon and built an army of 100,000, who would dare to look down on me?"

"If it weren't for that bitch Tang Miaoyi, who refused to tell me how to forge it even if it meant her death, why would I bother looking for you?"

Ye Fan suddenly realized that Ye Jueyun had captured Tang Miaoyi because of Barrett!

In an instant, Ye Jueyun appeared in front of Ye Fan, raising his hand and creating a gust of wind!

A voice from the Chaos Cauldron echoed in his mind: "Master, he is a fifth-tier Martial King!"

At this distance, Barrett was useless. Ye Fan directly pulled out a jewel-encrusted dagger from his pocket, the very one he had seized from Su Ning Shuang, and quickly stabbed it toward Ye Jue Yun's heart!

It was incredibly fast, leaving a faint afterimage!

Ye Jueyun's eyes narrowed in shock: "Internal energy! You can actually cultivate martial arts? Hahahaha! Then I won't need any excuse to kill you!"

"Don't you know that the family forbids a lowly bastard like you from practicing martial arts?"

A ferocious expression!

He threw a punch, ignoring Ye Fan's knife aimed at his heart!

If this punch lands on Ye Fan's chest, this piece of trash's ribs will shatter, and he'll fly backward like a dead dog!

The knife aimed at his own heart would not cause any harm, and it wouldn't even touch his clothes!

Ye Jueyun's fist was about to smash into Ye Fan's chest. He could almost see this good-for-nothing lying on the ground, spitting blood, begging for mercy in despair...

Thud! Thud! Thud! A loud bang.

Ye Jueyun felt as if his fist had struck a piece of steel, and he couldn't budge it!

A burst of bloody light erupted from Ye Fan's body!

Dragon Blood Overlord Body Technique! First level: Invincible for a single breath!

He only had one chance. In Ye Jueyun's eyes, Ye Fan's suicidal act had actually succeeded! Looking down, he saw that the jewel-encrusted dagger had pierced his heart. A sharp pain shot through him, and he felt weak all over.

"You...you piece of trash...how could you possibly..."

"what!"

Ye Jueyun let out a grief-stricken roar!

Using his last ounce of strength, he unleashed a powerful punch.

"Pfft..." The Dragon Blood Overlord Body Technique had just failed, and Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

Ye Jueyun staggered back a few steps, then collapsed to the ground in terror: "No...it's impossible...I'm going to die..."

"I've been monitoring you, you piece of trash, for five whole years, and you actually managed to kill me... Impossible... No..."

Ye Fan endured the excruciating pain in his chest!

He rushed to Ye Jueyun's side, wanting to save him, but he didn't bring any silver needles!

Unable to use the Thirteen Ghost Needles: "Ye Jueyun! Who exactly are you?"

"You said my eighth sister lied to me, what's that all about?"

"Do you know how my father died?"

A strange smile played on Ye Jueyun's lips: "Ha...ha...Ye Zhengrong, he's not dead at all..."