C15 He Memorized It

"Ye Yiteng?"

Lee Zhaodan's brow furrowed slightly.

Ye Yiteng was the Second Elder of the Ye family, as well as the father of Ye Feifeng and Ye Feilong. He was one of the Ye family's top masters, at the seventh level of the Qi Martial Stage. Though not as powerful as Lee Zhaodan, he was supported by Ye Yishan, who was at the sixth level of the Qi Martial Stage.

Ye Yishan extended his hand to take Ye Feilong from Ye Yiteng, asking with concern, "How bad is the injury?"

Ye Feilong's face was pale as he lifted his hand to test it. It was very painful, but thankfully, no bones were broken. He reported, "My bones are intact; it's nothing serious."

"Young Master."

Lau Jiuyue rushed over, her face etched with worry, the flame flower on her forehead now gone.

"It's nothing."

Ye Feilong reassured her, then turned his gaze to Lee Zhaodan.

Ye Yishan stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Yiteng.

By now, members of both the Lee and Ye families had arrived, having heard the commotion.

Spectators hastily stepped back, fearing they might get caught in the crossfire should a brawl erupt.

"Are you challenging my Lee family to war?"

A smirk played on Lee Zhaodan's lips as he asked, "Is the Ye family truly prepared for this?"

Ye Yiteng's fists tightened.

With a grave tone, Ye Yishan declared, "If the Lee family seeks battle, we're ready to engage!"

"Haha..."

Lee Zhaodan lifted his right hand.

The Lee family members behind him brandished their weapons, while those unarmed clenched their fists in solidarity.

Not to be intimidated, Ye Yishan also raised his hand, his followers from the Ye family bristling with a fierce readiness.

The standoff intensified, hostility mounting, and the tension thickened to a breaking point.

A massive melee seemed imminent.

Just then, a towering figure charged toward the scene.

"Halt!"

The figure bellowed as he ran, followed by a squad of City Lord Mansion guards.

Uniformed and armed with gleaming blades, the guards' weapons caught the sunlight, casting a chilling gleam.

Ye Yiteng and Ye Yishan watched the tall figure sprinting toward them and breathed a sigh of relief.

Second Elder Lee Zhaodang's brow furrowed slightly as he said, "Commander Yang, are you going to side with the Ye family?"

The imposing figure clad in armor was Yang Zhi, the second-in-command of the City Lord Mansion's guards, and one of the few in Cloud Forest City who had achieved Level 9 in the Qi Martial Stage.

"I'm not taking sides," Yang Zhi declared, his gaze sweeping coldly over members of both the Lee and Ye families before asking, "Are you treating the City Lord's words as if they were nothing?"

Lee Zhaodang, Ye Yiteng, Ye Yishan, and the others shifted uncomfortably. The City Lord had decreed just the night before that no disturbances were to occur in the city prior to the Chamber of Commerce event, warning that any trouble would be seen as a direct challenge to the City Lord Mansion.

"Yes," Ye Yiteng and Ye Yishan responded promptly. They knew that in a real fight, they stood no chance against the opposition, so avoiding conflict was certainly in their best interest.

Lee Zhaodang's thick eyebrows shot up, and he was about to speak. This was a golden opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the Ye family, and he didn't want to let it slip by. He was indifferent to the potential casualties among his own people post-battle; his focus was solely on victory. All that mattered was that the Lee family emerged as the victors in the end.

Yang Zhi's eyes flashed fiercely as he preemptively challenged, "Do you think I'm afraid to make arrests, Elder Li?" With that, he pushed his blade slightly out of its sheath, filling the air with its intimidating aura.

The formidable presence of a Level 9 Qi Martial Stage master was palpable.

Lee Zhaodang took a deep breath, realizing that Yang Zhi was resolute in his interference and that there would be no opportunity to confront the Ye family today. Yang Zhi's status and strength were not to be trifled with.

"Out of respect for you today, Commander Yang, I will stand down," Lee Zhaodang conceded, bowing slightly towards Yang Zhi. He then turned to Ye Yiteng and Ye Yishan, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent, and said, "The severe injury Ye Feilong inflicted on my nephew has not been forgotten. Should anything happen to him, I assure you, the Ye family will not survive beyond tomorrow."

After finishing his statement, he pivoted and made his way to Li Qianfan's side.

Li Qianfan was a tough one; despite sustaining severe injuries, he remained, having ingested a Pill and used clothing to bind his wounds, intent on witnessing Li Zhao Dan's attempt to kill Ye Feilong. Yang Zhi's arrival, however, dashed his hopes—there would be no opportunity to kill Ye Feilong today.

"Ye Feilong, the grudge of my severed arm is etched in my memory," Li Qianfan declared, his eyes brimming with malice.

"Let's head home."

Li Zhao Dan lifted Li Qianfan in his arms and strode forward, reassuring him, "Rest assured, your uncle promises you'll get the chance to personally take down that waste."

His words were deliberately meant for the Ye family and Ye Feilong to overhear.

Ye Feilong remained silent, his gaze icy as he watched the retreating figures of Li Zhao Dan and Li Qianfan.

Record it?

Absolutely.

Every account, every vendetta, must be noted.

Suddenly, Yang Zhi's gaze shifted to Ye Feilong, his eyes reflecting confusion.

The Lee family had acknowledged that Li Qianyang had ruined Ye Feilong's dantian, and the Ye family members confirmed that Ye Yishan had examined it, verifying its destruction. Yet, Ye Feilong, with a supposedly ruined dantian, had managed to defeat Li Qianfan and withstand a punch from Li Zhao Dan unscathed.

The fact that he was unharmed after taking a punch from Li Zhao Dan was nothing short of astonishing.

Sensing Yang Zhi's scrutiny, Ye Feilong withdrew his attention from the Lee family and turned to Yang Zhi, bowing with cupped hands to show his appreciation for the intervention.

Yang Zhi, without questioning how Ye Feilong could endure a full-force punch from Li Zhao Dan, simply nodded in acknowledgment of the gratitude and departed with his troops.

"We should return."

Ye Yishan and Ye Yiteng, aware that lingering could invite danger, especially with Yang Zhi gone and the possibility of Li Zhao Dan's return, quickly ushered everyone back.

Once they passed through the gates of the Ye family estate, everyone finally relaxed.

The tension had been palpable moments before; had a fight broken out, the extent of the casualties would have been unpredictable.

"You all go ahead," Ye Yishan abruptly dismissed the group of youths.

With the youngsters gone, his gaze fixed on Ye Feilong.

Ye Yiteng did the same, yet both remained silent.

Ye Feilong, understanding their concern, contemplated briefly before speaking in a hushed tone, "My dantian is indeed intact. Can none of you sense the fluctuations of my Genuine Qi?"