Ye Bufan didn't take it too seriously. Since he had already arrived, it wouldn't take long, and the other party's situation was indeed somewhat special.
"Xiaofan, auntie, thank you."
The eldest grandson Qiulan smiled sweetly and said to Li An, "Take Dr. Ye to the reception room No. 1. The conditions there are better and it is more convenient to rest."
"Got it, miss."
Li An said respectfully.
"Xiaofan, I still have some things to deal with, so I won't accompany you."
"Aunt Changsun, please."
Ye Bufan said goodbye to his eldest grandson Qiulan. In charge of such a large family business, it is normal to be busy.
"Dr. Ye, please come with me."
Li An led the way, leading Ye Bufan towards the reception room No. 1.
Ye Bufan scanned it with his spiritual sense and found that this housekeeper was also a heaven-level warrior, and he was still in the middle of the heaven-level.
It is indeed a first-class family with so many masters.
"Uncle Li, does the eldest young master have to take a nap at noon every day?"
Ye Bufan chatted with Li An while walking.
"Yes, Dr. Ye, the eldest young master has the habit of taking a nap every day."
"Then when do you usually wake up?"
"It usually takes about two hours. Based on the current time, it will be about an hour and a half."
As the housekeeper of the eldest grandson's family, Li An answered all questions without saying any unnecessary words, and he did things in an orderly manner.
Soon, the two people walked into a luxurious reception room. It was very spacious, covering an area of about 100 square meters. It had sofas, TVs, refrigerators, and all kinds of equipment.
There is a fruit plate on the tea table, and there is a wine cabinet next to it, which is filled with all kinds of good wines, including red wine and white wine. Any bottle you pick out is worth a lot of money.
"Dr. Ye, please excuse me for waiting. You can use the items here as you wish."
Li An said very politely, and then made Ye Bufan a pot of fragrant tea.
"I understand, Uncle Li, don't worry about me, just go about your business."
"You should rest first. I still have some things to do. I will call you when the young master wakes up."
After speaking, Li An turned around and left the reception room, leaving Ye Bufan alone here.
He came to the window, put his hands behind his back, and looked forward at the eldest grandson's house.
Opposite is a small building about three stories high, not too far away, about thirty or forty meters.
The strangest thing is that except for the door made of fine steel, all the other windows of this small building are sealed, and there are more than a dozen people guarding the surroundings, either openly or covertly.
"Is this an important place?"
With a trace of curiosity, Ye Bufan scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and saw that it was a three-story building filled with all kinds of books.
It turns out that this is the place where the Changsun family keeps books. The whole building is filled with books, and the books stored higher up are getting older.
By the third floor, many books seemed to be in ruins.
The ancient books may look dilapidated, but they are extremely valuable. They are the accumulation of hundreds of years of inheritance from a large family.
However, Ye Bufan is not interested in these things. He has the inheritance of ancient medicine in his mind, which is much richer than this library.
After standing in front of the window and watching for a while, he turned back and sat on the sofa, picked up the pot of tea, poured himself a cup, and then tasted it slowly.
While drinking tea, he began to think about how to let his eldest grandson Dongju return to his eldest grandson's house in glory.
From the conversation last night, he could tell that the godmother was very eager to return to her eldest grandson's family, and he should help her realize this wish.
The best outcome would naturally be for the head of the eldest son's family to bow his head and invite his eldest grandson Dongju back to his family.
But the Changsun family is a first-class family in the imperial capital, and the head of the family regards face as extremely important. It is indeed more difficult to get the other party to bow their heads.
It is definitely impossible to use force. Any butler the opponent pulls out can crush him, let alone the grandson's martial arts that has reached the heaven-level Dzogchen realm.
After thinking for a while, he didn't think of a good solution. He could only take it one step at a time and slowly look for opportunities before talking.
At this time, outside the building, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties walked toward the library.
This man had a full beard and was a little sloppy in his clothes, but everyone he passed looked in awe and kept saying hello.
"Hello, Great Elder..."
"I've met the Great Elder..."
It turns out that this person is the number one master of the Changsun family, Changsun Wugong, the younger brother of the head of the family, Changsun Wenzhi.
Changsun Wu Gong is a man who is obsessed with martial arts. In his mind, he only has two concepts: family and martial arts, and does not pay attention to anything else.
It is precisely because of this that even though he is over fifty, he is still alone. He has never married a wife or given birth to a child.
He frowned slightly at this moment, as if he was thinking about something, and did not even look at those who said hello.
Soon Changsun Wugong came to the library, opened the door and walked in, going all the way up to the third floor.
He has just come out of seclusion and has reached the realm of Heavenly Perfection. If he wants to improve, he can only rely on chance. The role of cultivation is not very big.
The reason why I went into seclusion was to study the Nine Dragon Slaying Swords passed down from the eldest son's family. This set of swordsmanship was a fragment when my ancestor got it. Only the first three swords were complete, and the remaining six swords were incomplete.
Even so, with these three swords, Changsun Wu Gong entered the ranks of swordsmanship masters and had few opponents in the imperial capital.
However, as a person who is obsessed with martial arts, he is naturally not satisfied with the status quo and wants to complete the remaining sword skills through his own practice and understanding.
Unfortunately, it was too difficult to do this. He spent a whole day in seclusion this time and found nothing, but he seemed to have caught something.
So he came to the library and wanted to look at the remaining sword manuals again to find inspiration.
But when he came to the third floor, his expression suddenly changed. The place where the remnants of the Nine Dragon-Slaying Swords were originally stored was empty, and the sword manuals were missing.
After searching around again, he still couldn't see the sword manual, which made him realize a very serious problem - the sword manual was lost.
Changsun Wenwu Gong suddenly became furious, and the powerful aura of Heavenly Perfection instantly enveloped the entire Changsun family.
Ye Bufan was drinking tea and meditating. After feeling this aura, he suddenly trembled with fear.
This powerful pressure made his soul tremble.
"Oh my God, who is this? It's too powerful. Is this the power of Heavenly Dzogchen?"
He soon realized that the only person who could have such power was Chang Sun Wugong.
"Liu An, come here."
Changsun Wugong let out a low roar. The sound didn't seem loud, but it spread throughout the Changsun family.
A figure flashed past, and Liu An came to the door of the library as quickly as possible.
I don’t know what happened to make this great elder so angry.
When he came upstairs, he asked cautiously: "Great Elder, what are your orders?"
"Let me ask you, who has been here since last night until now?"
The library is an important place of the eldest son's family. Except for the eldest grandson's martial arts, only a few people can go here, and they can only enter with Liu An's permission.
"Go back to the Great Elder, no one has been here."
"Then tell me, where are the sword manuals for the Nine Dragon-Slaying Swords?"
Changsun Wu Gong once again burst out with a powerful aura, and now it is certain that the sword manual is really lost.
