"Here?" Qingdai suddenly thought of a very vacant area in the back courtyard of the brothel, barely suitable for training children.
But the boss was so wealthy—they could easily rent out an entire compound for training. Why bring them to a brothel?
"Boss, how could a place like a brothel have a suitable spot for training children?" Qingdai ultimately refrained from mentioning that location.
Ye Lanshan paused for a moment before saying, "As long as there are a few empty rooms, it'll do. I have too many enemies right now, and I'm afraid they'll be wiped out before I can even train them."
Qingdai nodded in understanding. So that's why the boss would put people in a brothel for training—it made sense now.
After everything was settled, Ye Lanshan was about to head out the door.
But Qingdai called out to her, "Boss, wait."
"Hmm?" Ye Lanshan turned around, a bit puzzled.
Qingdai recalled what Ye Lanshan had said earlier about changing the name. "It's about the brothel's name. Have you thought of one, boss?"
Ye Lanshan answered casually, "Oh, that. Let's call it Dream Red Pavilion."
"Dream Red Pavilion." Qingdai savored the name and praised, "Finding a soulmate here has never been a dream. A fine name indeed."
In the imperial palace, Chu Feng reported to the figure hiding in the shadows, "Ye Lanshan has an intelligence agency, but it's nothing to fear. However, she herself is very peculiar—not only can she neutralize the Sun family's poison, but her methods of dealing with people are unlike anything I've ever seen."
"No wonder. I've sent assassins after her so many times, and they've all returned empty-handed." A low, hoarse voice slowly sounded, clearly not the speaker's natural tone.
"Keep tailing her. Find her weakness and strike to kill." The voice carried unprecedented ruthlessness.
Chu Feng lowered his head respectfully and said, "Yes, my lord, rest assured. I will complete the mission."
The man nodded in satisfaction. "Chu Feng, rest easy. Once I've avenged myself and become emperor, I will surely appoint you as the Grand General Protector of the Nation, granting you the glory of being second only to one."
"My lord, for your great cause, I will give my all, even unto death." Chu Feng expressed his loyalty with deep emotion.
The figure hidden in the shadows curled his lips in satisfaction.
"Alright, go now. If you stay too long, you might arouse Yue Jinghong's suspicion."
After the figure in the shadows had gone far, Chu Feng revealed a conflicted expression. Ye Lanshan was not so easy to eliminate.
"Give up. You can't escape." In a desolate place, a group of men in white robes surrounded the old man and Fu Feng.
One of the white-robed men said with feigned compassion, "Sigh! We don't want to kill you, but why are you so stubborn? It would be so much better to come back with us. Why resist so desperately?"
"Come back with you? Hah, what a joke. Tian Sheng, do you really think we'd be your—oh, I mean, the Holy Land's—experiments?" The old man, though still injured, had a piercing gaze.
"Listen to yourself. Your Shadow Division has been targeting our Holy Land all along, yet we haven't held it against you. We even invited you to visit our Holy Land. How did it become this twisted in your mouth?"
The man had a refined demeanor, holding a fan in his hand, looking every bit the elegant gentleman.
"Hmph, I tell you, even if I die, I won't let your plan succeed!" The old man couldn't be bothered with wordplay and immediately assumed a fighting stance.
"Since you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink the forfeit. Then, senior, I apologize for the offense." The man still wore a refined smile.
"Light Sacred Bird." The bird formed from mystical energy was far more magnificent than the one Ren Xiaoyue had conjured, and naturally, far more terrifying.
"Tornado." The old man gritted his teeth and strained to unleash this move.
The tornado spun rapidly with unstoppable destructive force. The moment the Light Sacred Bird touched the tornado, it dissipated, and several white-robed men, caught off guard, were also swept into the vortex.
"You don't really think you can protect him all by yourself, do you?" Tian Sheng pointed at Fu Feng, a flicker of malice flashing in his eyes before quickly returning to his refined demeanor.
"You... as long as I'm alive, you'll never take him away." The old man forced down the blood threatening to spill from his mouth, hurriedly recovering his mystical energy for the next round of attack.
"Then let's see about that." Tian Sheng still didn't take the old man seriously.
"Radiance of Ten Thousand Lights." This was a wide-area attack; within a certain range, the light turned into arrows, leaving no room to dodge.
"Wind Gathering Sunlight." A gentle breeze deflected Tian Sheng's attack.
"Great Tornado Convergence." Two tornadoes surged from both sides toward Tian Sheng.
"Light Shield." An invisible barrier enveloped him, preventing the tornadoes from getting close.
He sneered, "I underestimated you."
As they fought, Fu Feng stepped out of the old man's protective circle, using his still-unfamiliar mystical techniques to battle the other white-robed men.
Tian Sheng glanced at Fu Feng's fight out of the corner of his eye and remarked, "Truly gifted. At such a young age, he can hold his own against them for so many moves."
Seeing Tian Sheng's attention fixed on Fu Feng, the old man grew anxious, fearing he might suddenly capture the boy.
It seemed he had no choice but to use that move. The old man closed his eyes and unleashed his ultimate technique.
"Heaven and Earth Storm."
"How is this possible? How can you still use that?" Tian Sheng's face showed shock and disbelief, but before he could say more, he was torn to shreds by the storm.
"Cough, cough." After the enemies were eliminated, the old man could no longer hold back and coughed up blood.
"Grandfather, Grandfather." Fu Feng immediately wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve.
"Don't worry about me. Remember your mission. The Shadow Division is counting on you from now on." The old man spoke as if giving his last words.
Fu Feng said frantically, "Grandfather, you can't die. No, you won't die." He didn't bother wiping away his tears as he helped his grandfather stagger forward step by step.
When Ye Lanshan returned to the Ye residence, she found that Chu Feng was not there.
"Lanshan, it's not good for you to skip school for so long," Ye Luotian said somewhat stiffly.
"Grandfather, don't worry. I have my own plans." Ye Lanshan didn't understand why her grandfather suddenly brought up school.
"Sigh! At the Ye residence, you can't learn many mystical techniques, but it's different at the Xuanling Academy. You've been there, so you know—not only are the training resources abundant, but the techniques are as numerous as ox hairs."
"Grandfather, I know the resources are plentiful, but you have to let me handle things one at a time," Ye Lanshan cut off Ye Luotian directly.
Ye Luotian was momentarily at a loss for words, but Ye Lanshan had to leave now. Recently, people from the Holy Land had appeared in the capital. To prevent Ye Lanshan from repeating her father's fate, she absolutely couldn't stay in the capital any longer.