Chapter 162

Fortunately, the owner of this restaurant was reluctant to abandon his property and hadn't run away, otherwise Lin Fan would have been in a difficult spot.

On the other side, Jiang Qin and Jiang Feng supported each other as they returned to the Jiang Fu.

"Young Master, you should write a letter to your sworn brother, the great hero Yan Nantian, and have him come to avenge us and take back your Seven-Star Panlong Sword!" Jiang Qin said excitedly.

"But, that Master Tianji has profound martial arts, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Yan Nantian is the world's number one hero, the world's number one divine sword. Is there anyone he can't handle?" Jiang Qin was full of confidence in Yan Nantian.

"What do you know? In this Jianghu, who dares to call themselves the world's number one? It's just a title given by busybodies. You actually take it seriously? To say nothing else, just look at the Wu Lin veteran Zhang Sanfeng of our Great Ming Jianghu; my sworn brother would definitely be no match for him, yet even Zhang Sanfeng doesn't dare call himself the world's number one!"

Jiang Feng glanced at Jiang Qin and couldn't help but scold him.

"Then we can't just let it go like this, can we?"

Jiang Qin was very unwilling. His heart was narrow to begin with, and Lin Fan had treated him like an ant today, which stung his inferior and sensitive heart.

And he had even given him a nickname, saying he was called Jiang Biehe. Hey, don't say it, this name sounded better than Jiang Qin. Once he achieved something, he would change his name to Jiang Biehe!

As for Lin Fan saying he should let his daughter Jiang Yuyan retrieve the treasure sword, that was even more absurd. He hadn't even touched a woman, so where would a daughter come from? It must have been an excuse by that thief Lin Fan because he didn't want to return the sword.

"Indeed, we cannot just let it go! He dared to declare that I should have my sworn brother come find him, so he must have something to rely on. But the grudge of the stolen sword must be avenged. We can only call my sworn brother back first to discuss a strategy!"

Jiang Feng finally made up his mind and wrote a letter to notify Yan Nantian to return.

It was shameful to say, but his master, the Immortal Sword of Huishan Xuan Yuan, Lou Tuopeng, had passed down the Jinglong Secret Manual and the Seven-Star Panlong Sword to him. Yet, because he disliked practicing martial arts, he had fallen to the point of having his treasure sword stolen. It was truly a failure.

If he had known this would happen, he should have practiced the Jinglong Secret Manual diligently!

"Yuyan, go tonight!" Li Qingluo said to Wang Yuyan.

"But I..."

"No 'buts'. If you hesitate, you will suffer the consequences. Looking at the girls around Lin Fan, you and that Seeing Azi are the only ones who haven't followed him, right? That Seeing Azi is flat as a board; I imagine she isn't the type Lin Fan likes. But you are different; you have the assets, so you must seize the opportunity!"

Wang Yuyan was chased out of the room by Li Qingluo, so she had no choice but to knock on Lin Fan's door helplessly.

"Come in!" Lin Fan's voice came from inside.

"Yuyan, is it you?"

Lin Fan, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating the Dragon God Art, was surprised to see the graceful Wang Yuyan walk in.

"Please, Young Master Lin, show mercy!"

Wang Yuyan walked to the window and closed it, so that not even the moonlight could shine through.

Fortunately, Lin Fan's internal energy was profound, and his eyes were like lightning; the dim room was as bright as day to him.

Looking at this face that was seventy or eighty percent similar to the Fairy Sister, how could Lin Fan refuse?

With cloud-like hair, flowery face, and dangling golden hairpin, they spent the spring night in the warmth of the hibiscus tent.

The spring night was short, and the sun rose high; from then on, the monarch would not attend morning court.

When Wang Yuyan fell into a deep sleep, Lin Fan continued to cultivate the Dragon God Art.

He discovered that Ouyang Mingri's template had unknowingly improved his natural talent. Now, his talent should have reached the level of a genius. Any higher, and there would only be the two realms of Immortal Talent and Divine Talent.

Ouyang Mingri was indeed powerful, much stronger than Duan Zhengchun.

He wondered if he existed in this Jianghu. If they met, he didn't know what the situation would be like.

If he existed, then the Snow Goddess Dragon must also exist.

Although the Goddess Dragon's habit of biting a strand of hair seemed a bit 'chuunibyou' now, he had liked her very much back then. As for that 'Ghost Sees Sorrow', it was truly something that would make even ghosts worry.

To this day, Lin Fan still couldn't figure out how Ouyang Mingri lost to that guy with the instant-noodle hair. ===== CHAPTER 164 =====