It was like the big boss that I had been thinking about for a long time was suddenly told that I had killed him with a slap in the face!
This kind of gap is really unacceptable. Even with Qin Fan's calm state of mind, he couldn't believe it for a while.
However, judging from the expressions on the faces of Zhao Desheng and the four major families, they did not panic.
The Mr. Zhao who was killed must be the gatekeeper.
Qin Fan had endless doubts in his heart, but at this moment he didn't know where to start.
Now that the gatekeeper is dead, where is the 'gate' he was guarding?
If you want to know this information, you can only ask people like Zhao Desheng.
Qin Fan's vision returned to clarity and he looked at Zhao Desheng.
However, before he could speak, Zhao Desheng seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said first: "If you want to ask me about the gatekeeper, I advise you not to waste your time. Except for the heads of the four major families, no one knows.
The Gatekeeper’s Secret.”
Qin Fan stared at him for a while and judged that he was not lying.
If the secrets of the gatekeepers involve the origins of the four major families, then those of them who are not direct descendants of the four major families will naturally not know this level of secrets.
"Let's go!"
Since these people know nothing, there is no point in talking. As for killing them, there is no need.
Moreover, these people have special status. If they were killed by Qin Fan in a place like Kyoto, Old Man Hong would probably go into a rage immediately.
"See you later!" Zhao Desheng sneered, turned and left.
"Take the body away." Qin Fan said.
"No need, someone will take care of it." Zhao Desheng said with a strange expression.
Qin Fan frowned slightly, as if he thought of something, and waved to him to leave.
When Zhao Desheng and others left the Ye family, the man from the Wang family immediately said angrily: "Brother Zhao, this kid is so arrogant! I can't swallow this breath!"
"It's not just you, I can't swallow it either!"
"Brother Zhao, what do you think we should do next?"
Zhao Desheng frowned, how could he have any ideas? He immediately looked at Zhao Yulong, who had a calm expression on the side: "Yulong, what are your plans?"
Zhao Yulong rubbed his forehead and sighed: "That boy has a strong cultivation base, so it may be difficult to use force. Please report this matter to the family heads first and ask them to make a decision!"
Everyone nodded: "That's all it can do!"
In the hall of the Ye family, Ye Wusheng looked at Qin Fan, his face full of admiration for one moment, and his face full of fear for the next.
Old man Ye sat on the chair with an ugly face, his brows furrowed.
Although Qin Fan single-handedly suppressed the members of the four major families and could not hold their heads up, the Ye family did not feel the slightest joy of victory, but instead were filled with gloom and misery.
Ye Shixun looked at Qin Fan and said solemnly: "This time, you have completely offended the four major families. From now on, my Ye family will be tied to the same chariot as you."
"What are your plans next?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of Ye Qingcheng and all the Ye family members were focused on Qin Fan.
Qin Fan seems to have become the only life-saving straw for their Ye family.
"Don't worry, I will handle this matter well and ensure that they will not cause trouble to the Ye family."
After Qin Fan finished speaking, he looked at the body on the ground: "Find someone to bury him!"
"Yes." Ye Shixun nodded. After receiving Qin Fan's assurance, he breathed a sigh of relief and called four of his men to prepare to dispose of Mr. Zhao's body.
"Eh? Just wait a minute!"
Qin Fan suddenly stopped him, as if he had discovered something.
"What's wrong?" Ye Shixun asked doubtfully.
Qin Fan walked to the corpse, stretched out his hand to grab the corpse between its brows, and caught a golden light pattern invisible to the naked eye in his hand.
This golden light pattern is like a net. If you observe it carefully with your spiritual consciousness, you will see that the net-like patterns on it are composed of densely packed small characters.
"This must be the spiritual seal in his mouth!"
"Haha, what kind of spiritual seal is this? It's clearly the pattern of a large formation!"
"It's a pity that this is a incomplete formation pattern. It should be a small part of a large formation."
"Such a small part, and still incomplete, actually has such power. If it were a complete formation, it would probably be able to suppress the cultivators of the Golden Core Realm!"
"Could this be the gatekeeper's secret?"
Qin Fan suddenly had a bold guess in his mind.
"Mr. Qin, can we dispose of the body?" Ye Shixun waited for a while and saw Qin Fan was in a daze, so he couldn't help but ask.
Qin Fan came back to his senses and nodded: "Bury it!"
"yes!"
Four of the Ye family's men carried Mr. Zhao's body away.
Just as he walked out of the hall door, two young men wearing black warrior uniforms suddenly landed in the yard.
"Give us the body?" one of the men in black said.
The four subordinates turned back to look at Ye Shixun and Qin Fan, asking for their opinions.
Qin Fan smiled lightly: "Give it to them."
"Thank you!" One of the men in black carried Mr. Zhao's body and flew away.
Ye Shixun asked in confusion: "Who is this?"
Qin Fan chuckled and said, "It should be Mr. Zhao's classmate!"
They should have come to recover Mr. Zhao's spiritual seal, but unfortunately Qin Fan had already got there first.
Qin Fan collected the incomplete formation pattern and prepared to go back and study it slowly.
Looking at Ye Qingcheng, he continued the interrupted topic: "Find a quieter place, I will teach you the sword skills."
"After you learn how to do it, you don't have to be afraid even if you meet an opponent like Mr. Zhao."
Ye Qingcheng was pleasantly surprised: "Thank you, Master!"
Qin Fan stayed at Ye's house for a day, taught Ye Qingcheng a set of Tianfeng Sword Techniques, and used the dragon bones in the storage ring and some materials to refine a Phoenix Sword for Ye Qingcheng.
In this way, Ye Qingcheng's strength can be increased several times.
Just when Qin Fan was teaching Ye Qingcheng, he was in the superior's office.
Hong Shanhe stood respectfully by the desk and said angrily: "This kid is a troublemaker. He actually killed the Zhao family gatekeeper!"
"Hmph, I guess early tomorrow morning, the heads of the four major families will come to investigate."
The superior put down the book in his hand and smiled faintly: "He has been very restrained this time and only killed the Zhao family gatekeeper."
Hong Shanhe frowned: "No, are you praising him?"
"Haha, I'm just stating a fact. With his temperament, I'm worried that even Zhao Yulong won't be able to leave intact."
"This result is better than I thought." The superior smiled.
Hong Shanhe was a little dissatisfied: "Just pamper him! The four masters will come tomorrow. How should we deal with it?"
The superior smiled softly, with a confident look on his face: "Don't worry, a Zhao family gatekeeper will not make them quarrel with me."
"However, we must prevent them from taking action against the Ye family. Didn't Yang Yue return to Kyoto? Go and transfer him here."
"Oh, by the way, his name is Yang Dongyue now!"
Thinking of Yang Yue, Hong Shanhe's first impression was of the windy back of his head, which made him feel dizzy.
"Can't you change someone else?"
The superior laughed and said: "This society is like a big dye vat. Even if you are a master of martial arts, you will inevitably get some colors when you enter this dye vat."
"But Yang Yue is the only one who stays pure white when he goes out of the dye vat. Isn't this his advantage?"
Hong Shanhe nodded: "Indeed, it would be difficult for someone else to muster up the courage to confront the four super families. After all, the forces behind them..."
The superior waved his hand to stop him from continuing: "Go and call Yang Yue!"