Chapter 787
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Chapter 787: Mysterious Man!
Fang Yu threw the unconscious Pan Yushan and Luo Hao directly onto the ground.
Then, he turned to look at Zheng Ze.
Zheng Ze was still in a dazed state.
Fang Yu reached out and lightly touched his forehead, dispersing the mist that enveloped his soul.
Zheng Ze immediately regained consciousness.
He looked at Fang Yu and said with lingering fear, “Lord Fang, I just…”
“Did you feel like your consciousness was locked inside your body, unable to control your physical form?” Fang Yu asked.
“Yes, yes,” Zheng Ze answered.
“That’s right, that’s how they did it,” Fang Yu said.
After taking several deep breaths, Zheng Ze looked at Pan Yushan and Luo Hao on the ground, as well as the girls on the floor of the private room.
The current situation needed to be resolved.
“I’ve basically figured out what’s going on, now we just need to…”
Before Fang Yu could finish speaking, someone knocked on the door of the private room.
Zheng Ze’s expression changed slightly as he looked toward Fang Yu.
“It’s fine, go open the door. This is a good opportunity to confirm one more thing,” Fang Yu said.
Zheng Ze pushed open the door to find the woman who had received them earlier.
The woman glanced at the situation inside the room, then looked at Fang Yu.
She showed no sign of panic, and was even unnaturally calm.
“You’re not with them?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked.
“They are regular customers of Yulan Pavilion. I’m just someone who serves them,” the woman replied in a gentle tone.
“Oh, I see. Then how do you plan to handle this situation?” Fang Yu asked.
“I’m sorry, but our boss has set rules that no one, regardless of who they are, is allowed to use force inside Yulan Hall… Violators will be immediately expelled from Yulan Pavilion and never welcomed again,” the woman said, looking at Fang Yu.
As she spoke, two elderly men approached from behind her.
Fang Yu glanced at the two elderly men, his expression changing slightly.
These two elderly men actually possessed cultivation at the Huashen stage.
Judging from their aura, they might even be at the mid-Huashen stage.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Initially, he thought this was just an ordinary private club.
But seeing these two elderly men appear, he realized… that wasn’t the case at all.
The owner behind this Yulan Pavilion must be powerful in both strength and influence.
“Lord Fang, Lord Zheng, please,” the woman bowed slightly, gesturing for Fang Yu and Zheng Ze to leave the private room.
Zheng Ze walked behind Fang Yu.
“If I don’t leave, they’ll use force?” Fang Yu smiled.
“Yes, I ask that Lord Fang not provoke us,” the woman replied with neither servility nor arrogance.
“Fine, but I need to take those two with me,” Fang Yu said, pointing at Pan Yushan and Luo Hao lying on the floor.
“I’m sorry, that’s not allowed,” the woman shook her head. “Lord Pan and Lord Luo are honored guests of our Yulan Pavilion. We cannot let them be put in danger again.”
“Then there’s nothing to discuss,” Fang Yu shrugged and said, “I must take these two with me.”
The woman stopped speaking and stepped back.
The two elderly men with Huashen stage cultivation stepped forward.
The two elderly men wore gray robes and expressionless faces, slowly releasing their aura.
“If we fight here, your establishment will probably be destroyed beyond recognition,” Fang Yu said.
“Lord Fang, I’ll remind you one more time, once a fight breaks out, you will become an enemy of Yulan Pavilion, with no room for reconciliation,” the woman behind them said calmly.
“Can’t be helped,” Fang Yu said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of the two elderly men surged!
They stepped forward together, reaching out toward Fang Yu.
Fang Yu’s expression remained unchanged as he stepped back with his left foot and clenched his right fist.
“Stop.”
At that moment, a voice came from the side.
A man walked out from around the corner of the corridor.
He was eight feet tall with handsome features and a pair of sword-like eyebrows that exuded heroic spirit.
What caught Fang Yu’s attention was that he wore an ancient-style sword robe with a long sword at his waist.
Seeing this man made Fang Yu feel like he had returned to over a thousand years ago, when many people dressed just like the man before him.
This man emanated a subtle yet sharp aura.
His strength must be considerable.
“Master.”
As soon as this man appeared, the two Huashen stage elders in front of Fang Yu and the woman behind them all knelt down, their heads touching the ground.
“Mr. Fang, I’d like to have a chat with you,” the man smiled slightly and said.
……
Five minutes later, Fang Yu arrived at the rooftop garden of Yulan Pavilion.
Fang Yu and the man sat facing each other in the pavilion at the center of the garden. Zheng Ze stood behind Fang Yu, while the elegant and gentle woman stood to the side, warming a pot of clear wine for the two.
“Are you the owner of Yulan Pavilion?” Fang Yu asked.
“Yes, my surname is Ouyang, given name Chengdao,” the man said.
Ouyang Chengdao.
This name… seemed familiar.
Fang Yu’s eyes flickered slightly.
“Mr. Fang, I heard you are Master Huaixu’s disciple?” Ouyang Chengdao inquired.
“Actually, he is,” Fang Yu glanced back at Zheng Ze.
“Oh? So Mr. Fang is not Master Huaixu’s disciple?” Ouyang Chengdao’s expression changed slightly as he asked.
“I’m an old friend of his,” Fang Yu said.
“An old friend…” Ouyang Chengdao nodded.
By now, the clear wine had been warmed. The woman poured three cups, first presenting one to Ouyang Chengdao, then to Fang Yu and Zheng Ze.
“When I was young, I met Master Huaixu once at my father’s banquet. I admired his eloquence and cultivation even then. Afterward, I left North Capital for a long time… only returning this year. Unfortunately, I haven’t had the opportunity to meet Master Huaixu again,” Ouyang Chengdao said with emotion.
“You really want to meet him?” Fang Yu asked.
“Yes. This might sound ridiculous… I only exchanged a few words with Master Huaixu as a child, but that one meeting had a profound impact on my entire life,” Ouyang Chengdao said, taking a sip of the clear wine. “Master Huai Xu is, in a sense, my life mentor.”
“He is indeed well-suited to be someone’s teacher,” Fang Yu nodded.
“I very much hope to meet him. I wonder if Mr. Fang and Mr. Zheng could introduce me?” Ouyang Chengdao asked with clasped hands.
Zheng Ze remained silent, looking toward Fang Yu.
“No problem, I’ll mention it to him,” Fang Yu said.
“Thank you very much, Mr. Fang,” Ouyang Chengdao’s face lit up with joy as he raised his cup to Fang Yu before drinking it all.
Fang Yu could see that Ouyang Chengdao’s happiness was genuine.
It seemed he truly admired Huaixu.
“I have a question,” Fang Yu asked. “Is your father’s name Ouyang Xiuyuan?”
Ouyang Chengdao was startled, then nodded: “Yes, how did Mr. Fang know… Oh, Master Huaixu must have told you.”
So he really is that kid Ouyang Xiuyuan’s son.
Meeting like this today could be considered fate.
“Mr. Fang, I’m very curious. You just took office as the vice president of the Martial Arts Association today. Why did you attack Vice Presidents Pan and Luo?” Ouyang Chengdao asked. “Of course, if this involves any secrets, you don’t have to answer.”
“Simply put, Huaixu asked me to do it,” Fang Yu said.
“So it was Master Huaixu’s instructions. Now I understand,” Ouyang Chengdao smiled.
“I have some matters to attend to, so I won’t chat any longer,” Fang Yu finished the clear wine in his cup and stood up.
“Very well,” Ouyang Chengdao also stood up and extended his right hand, saying, “It’s been a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Fang.”
Fang Yu nodded slightly and shook hands with Ouyang Chengdao.
Afterward, led by a servant, Fang Yu and Zheng Ze left together.
“Master, do you really believe what he said?” the woman asked while pouring more wine for Ouyang Chengdao.
Ouyang Chengdao looked in the direction Fang Yu had gone, his eyes flickering, and said, “According to our investigation, he and Mr. Zheng are indeed both disciples of Master Huaixu. Based on this alone, I’m willing to believe what he says.”
After speaking, Ouyang Chengdao turned to look at the woman and asked, “Do you think he’s trustworthy?”
“No, but if you believe him, Master, then I believe him too. However… I find him a bit strange,” the woman said with slightly furrowed brows.
“Indeed, the aura around him is different. He appears to be only at the Qi Condensation stage… but his strength far exceeds that level,” Ouyang Chengdao said, his eyes sharpening.
