"Young man, not bad. You have some discernment."
Gu Qingfeng chuckled teasingly. "That's right, I am the illustrious Young Lord Chiyan."
Perhaps not expecting Gu Qingfeng to say this, Ji Shan was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "Oh? You seem quite arrogant."
"Correct. I've been arrogant since I was little, long used to it."
"Heh heh..." The smile at the corner of Ji Shan's mouth grew more pronounced. "I've heard that not only do you possess an indestructible absolute power, but also an unbreakable rock-solid body."
Gu Qingfeng shrugged and smiled. "Don't mention it, that's exactly how it is."
Beside them, Ouyang Ye couldn't hold back any longer, winking and secretly transmitting her voice, "Do you have to be so high-profile? Who calls themselves 'illustrious' and says they've been arrogant since childhood? And 'long used to it'? Damn it! Can't you be a bit more modest and low-key?"
"Little sister, weren't you the one who taught me to be arrogant when facing people from Yao Yue Palace!"
Gu Qingfeng's secret transmission came over. Ouyang Ye responded, "The real Gu Qingfeng is indeed arrogant, but he's not high-profile! And his arrogance... it's that kind of casual, indifferent, couldn't-care-less arrogance. It comes from within, it's passive and quiet... I can't really explain it clearly, but it's definitely not your kind of blatant, high-profile arrogance."
Just as she was about to say more, Ji Shan took a step forward and said solemnly, "In that case, may I ask Young Lord Chiyan for a lesson or two?"
Before Gu Qingfeng could speak, Ouyang Ye spoke up first and said, "Ji Shan, right? I've heard of you. Since you know my brother's reputation, you should also know his strength. He kills Daozun as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs. I advise you not to seek trouble for yourself. You're no match for my sworn brother."
"Heh heh."
Bi Lan, standing nearby, suddenly laughed. "Senior Brother Ji Shan might not be a match for the real Young Lord Chiyan, but that doesn't mean he's not a match for a fake Young Lord Chiyan."
Hearing Bi Lan's words, Han Dong and Ouyang Ye's hearts both skipped a beat. Han Dong remained expressionless, only frowning slightly. On the surface, Ouyang Ye didn't show any sign of panic either. On the contrary, the little girl burst into loud laughter, doubling over and unable to straighten up, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Fake... Ha ha ha ha! Really... really... it's killing me with laughter! Ha ha ha..." Ouyang Ye patted Gu Qingfeng's shoulder, laughing, "Ha ha, good brother, she actually... actually said you're fake... Ha ha ha! I'm dying of laughter!"
At the same time, a secret transmission from the little girl reached Gu Qingfeng's ears, "Old Nine, don't panic, don't be afraid. Act as if nothing's wrong. Yes, you're doing great right now."
Gu Qingfeng gave her a look, indicating he understood.
"Hmph! The real Young Lord Chiyan was already reduced to ashes three years ago under the Tai Xuan Stele in the Four Directions Great Domain!"
Bi Lan sneered coldly. "Someone reduced to ashes is utterly dead, impossible to resurrect from death. Don't think I don't know you deliberately found someone to impersonate Young Lord Chiyan!"
"Who told you my brother was reduced to ashes? Did you see it with your own eyes? No, you didn't."
Ouyang Ye deliberately pretended to be calm. "Besides, even if my brother really was reduced to ashes three years ago, who told you someone reduced to ashes can't resurrect from death? You can't do it, but that doesn't mean my brother can't."
Walking up to Bi Lan, Ouyang Ye added, "Bi Lan, let me tell you, my brother is the successor of Lord Chixiao. His abilities are beyond your imagination. Don't judge my brother with your frog-in-a-well perspective."
"What did you say!"
Whoosh!
Brilliant light erupted around Bi Lan as spiritual power burst forth.
At the same time, multicolored radiance ignited like flames around Ouyang Ye. She glared at Bi Lan. "What! Want to fight? Come on! Do you think I'm afraid of you!"
"Seeking death!"
Enraged, Bi Lan summoned a flying sword and thrust it at Ouyang Ye.
In the blink of an eye, Han Dong flashed into view. With a slight raise of her hand, she lightly pinched the sword tip between two fingers. Without any visible movement, light flickered between her fingers, and the flying sword was instantly sealed in frost. With a bang, Bi Lan grunted, forced back two steps before steadying herself.
"Han! Dong!"
Bi Lan's face was pale with anger, her chest heaving as she stared venomously at Han Dong. The hand that had held the flying sword trembled uncontrollably.
Han Dong flicked her wrist, tossing the flying sword back at Bi Lan's feet. Ignoring Bi Lan, she said to Gu Qingfeng and Ouyang Ye, "Let's go."
"Serves you right!"
Ouyang Ye shot a glance at Bi Lan, then left. Gu Qingfeng didn't say anything either, following them away.
"Han Dong! Everyone in Yao Yue Palace knows you found a fake Young Lord Chiyan to deceive everyone. Let me tell you, walls have ears. When we find evidence, we'll see if you can still sit comfortably as the heir apparent!"
"Your mouth is your own. Say whatever you want!"
Han Dong didn't turn around, didn't even look at her, just replied coldly.
"Han Dong, don't get cocky. Verifying the authenticity of a successor of Lord Chixiao might be difficult, but verifying whether someone is the real Young Lord Chiyan is incredibly easy! Just you wait."
"Fine, I'll wait!"
"In a few days, it will be our Yao Yue Palace's anniversary celebration. By then, even if the Young Lord Chiyan you found is real, he won't be able to help you!"
"Then we'll wait and see..." By the time her words faded, Han Dong and the other two had already vanished without a trace from the rear mountain of Yao Yue Palace.
"That bitch!"
Bi Lan stared at the direction Han Dong had left, spitting out each word venomously. "When the anniversary celebration comes, we'll see if that bitch can remain so composed!"
"Senior Sister Bi Lan, is this Young Lord Chiyan really fake?"
Ji Shan also gazed thoughtfully at the direction the three had departed. Truthfully, he didn't know whether this Young Lord Chiyan was fake or not, but everyone was saying it, and he had his doubts too. He had wanted to test him today, but because Han Dong was here, he didn't get the chance.
Not only did he not know, Bi Lan didn't know either if it was real or fake.
Bi Lan only suspected; she had no concrete evidence.
"What's real can't become fake, and what's fake can't become real! Several elders of our Yao Yue Palace have already gone out to search for evidence. When the time comes, even if he is the real Young Lord Chiyan, our Yao Yue Palace will make him a fake one!"
"You mean the elders plan to fabricate evidence?"
Ji Shan seemed to understand. "If they fabricate evidence to make everyone believe he's fake, then the so-called title of 'successor of Lord Chixiao' will no longer pose any threat to our Yao Yue Palace. That move is truly brilliant!"