Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 973 - 488
Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiran’s body suddenly trembled.
The refined face could no longer maintain any calm, and unprecedented brilliance burst forth from the eyes behind the glasses.
He muttered to himself, as if he had witnessed some incredible miracle:
"You’ve actually grown to this extent..."
Li Dingjian’s eyes widened even more, speechless:
"Are you saying that you not only resolved Xuan Zhen but also repelled... the person who wanted to be transmitted over?"
Previously, he had followed the Professor’s actions and heard many stories about that mysterious leader, causing his heart to be filled with dread, as if facing a great enemy.
At this moment, hearing that his nephew could actually confront an existence of that level, he couldn’t help but be flabbergasted.
Fang Cheng didn’t hide the truth. He then briefly explained the events that occurred after his arrival in Tian Nan Province.
From receiving the Naihe Bridge commission to investigate the Chen Family, to discovering the secrets within the Black Building.
Then, to deliberating a plan with Chen Xu’an, holding a water and land ceremony to burn Chen Hongye’s corpse.
Later, Xuan Zhen resurrected using the corpse. Fang Cheng first defeated his physical body and then entered the Spiritual Secret Realm, completely destroying his Domain.
Because he suspected Xuan Zhen left a backup plan, they tracked the remains to the Haoting Hotel.
Ultimately, the mysterious leader summoned by Xuan Zhen before his death attempted to descend in person, and Fang Cheng intervened and destroyed the spatial passage.
After hearing Fang Cheng’s narration, Li Dingjian and Ye Zhiran were left dumbfounded, the shock on their faces lingering for a long time.
Fang Cheng’s gaze fell on Ye Zhiran, his eyes calm and profound.
He elaborated on these matters not to show off his prowess.
But rather in the hopes of extracting more information from this person referred to as "Professor" about Ideal Land and the mysterious leader.
Ye Zhiran didn’t continue speaking, just slowly sat down, his eyes flickering, lost in thought.
As if unable to digest this fact for a moment.
The living room suddenly became quiet.
Lin Chuqiao glanced at Fang Cheng beside her, then at the silent Professor, her mind turning, thinking of something.
So she gently coughed, discreetly reminding:
"Mr. Chen, we have some matters to discuss privately, could we borrow a place?"
Chen Xu’an understood immediately upon hearing this.
Understanding that the matters these people wanted to discuss likely involved many secrets, not suitable to be discussed in front of the Chen Family.
He quickly made a gesture of invitation, his tone respectful:
"Of course, please follow me."
He then led Fang Cheng and the group through the corridor to a secluded lounge on the west side of the Chen Family Mansion.
This lounge was located in a hidden area, away from the main hall and other guest rooms, the surrounding environment was serene, and few people passed by.
Opening the door revealed a simply elegant setting inside.
In the center was a redwood round table, surrounded by a few carved chairs.
In the corner stood a tea set, and nearby was a pot of lush bamboo, adding a touch of vitality to the room.
Outside the window was the Chen Family’s backyard garden, where the morning light poured through the window, casting dappled shadows on the floor.
The air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, calming one’s spirit.
"Please have a seat, if you need anything, just say."
After Chen Xu’an spoke, he wisely retreated and closed the door.
With irrelevant people gone, only Fang Cheng, Lin Chuqiao, Bai Ling, Pan Wendi, Li Dingjian, and Ye Zhiran remained in the living room.
Everyone found a chair and sat down one after another.
Out of caution, Li Dingjian reached out and checked around the room.
He even lifted the edge of the tablecloth and inspected the bamboo plant in the corner.
After confirming that there were no eavesdropping devices, he nodded slightly towards Ye Zhiran.
Fang Cheng also closed his eyes, silently sensing the flow of energy around him.
Moments later, he opened his eyes, appearing calm.
However, the atmosphere in the room became more somber.
Occasional crisp bird calls from outside the window oddly highlighted the indoor silence.
Ye Zhiran raised his head, his gaze landing on Fang Cheng sitting opposite.
Then he took a deep breath and directly asked the question on his mind:
"Fang Cheng, did you inherit some kind of... bloodline ability from your father?"
His tone was particularly solemn, no longer hiding his secrets shared with Fang Shijie, his eyes full of inquiry.
Despite witnessing Fang Cheng engulfed in flames and smashing the Golden Benba Bottle with a punch at Mist Mountain.
Reflecting on it now, he still found it incredible.
Fang Cheng did not immediately respond, just quietly watched Ye Zhiran.
His gaze was deep and bright, seemingly able to penetrate the human heart.
Ye Zhiran felt a bit uneasy under that gaze, subconsciously adjusted his glasses.
Sitting beside him, Lin Chuqiao, Li Dingjian, and others also felt the pressure, exchanged glances, feeling slightly uneasy.
After a long silence, Fang Cheng finally spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful:
"Professor, I want to know, how did my father die? Who was the killer?"
Fang Cheng did not directly answer Ye Zhiran’s question, but responded with another question.
Ye Zhiran paused at this, his eyes showing a hint of complex emotion.
He pondered for a moment, seemingly weighing what to say, then asked:
"You’ve probably learned quite a bit from Xuan Zhen about past events, haven’t you?"
Fang Cheng nodded slightly, remaining silent, waiting for him to continue.
Ye Zhiran sighed, his tone carrying a touch of nostalgia and melancholy:
"Indeed, your father, along with me, and Xuan Zhen, were all members of Ideal Land back then.