CHAPTER 869: CHAPTER 869: HIS HAN YAN

Han Yan hesitated for a moment. She knew that unless absolutely necessary, Ye Lanfeng wouldn’t want to directly intervene in her affairs. The cultivation path is inherently rocky and treacherous; the stronger one’s abilities, the more perilous the journey. Thus, more tempering would be advantageous for her, and Ye Lanfeng had her best interests at heart.

But this time, it really seemed beyond her capabilities. Asking Ye Lanfeng for help wasn’t something embarrassing for Han Yan.

"It’s just a trivial matter, why rely on others’ assistance?" At that moment, the voice of Star Illusion Thousand Machine echoed in her mind.

That’s right, how could she forget this old monster?

"Do you have a way?" Han Yan asked with delight in her mind.

"In my day, my name shook the continent, countless people worshipped me. If I couldn’t handle something this trivial, it would be a colossal joke." Star Illusion Thousand Machine said arrogantly.

Han Yan really wanted to tell him that his past glories were just that—the past. Nowadays, who even knows who he is? If word got out, people wouldn’t even bat an eyelid, what kind of joke would that be?

"Alright, enough nonsense. Hurry and tell me what good idea you have." Han Yan grumbled internally but dared not damage his pride.

If the Supreme Elder Token is found elsewhere, they’ll soon search here too. Time was running out.

"Go inside first, then we’ll talk," Star Illusion Thousand Machine said, seeming to still be wary of others.

"They’re all our people; no need to worry too much," Han Yan was somewhat dismissive. Huayue and the others were willing to risk their lives for her; how could she not trust them?

"It’s not entirely about trusting them, but rather doubting certain things," Star Illusion Thousand Machine said seriously.

"What things?" Han Yan asked curiously.

"What happened in those years might not be that simple," Star Illusion Thousand Machine hesitated before saying.

"Those years... are you referring to the matter of the Guardian of the Gods?" Han Yan speculated.

"Pretty much, though things aren’t as simple as you know them. I only recently figured some things out. Anyway, even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. I don’t fully understand it myself.

Let’s not talk about it for now. Just remember, don’t let anyone know about my existence. Remember, anyone, otherwise, not only would I suffer, they could invite misfortune too." Star Illusion Thousand Machine said ambiguously.

Even after saying so much, Han Yan could sense that he was still guarded even against Huayue and others. The fact that he specifically emphasized not telling anyone clearly showed he was also wary of Ye Lanfeng.

What exactly is he guarding against? Han Yan didn’t have time to ponder much. Even Star Illusion Thousand Machine said he couldn’t figure it out; what use was it for her to think more?

"You all stay here and don’t act recklessly. I have my own plans; nothing will go wrong," Han Yan told Huayue and the others.

Huayue and Zirong wanted to say something, but seeing the familiar confidence on her face and the determination in her eyes, they felt reassured and remained silent.

After speaking, Han Yan went straight back to her room.

"Big Brother Huayue, what’s really happening? I feel like something’s off," Han Yunyun asked anxiously, not understanding what they were discussing but sensing the gravity of the situation.

Aunt Xiu, who had been in the Mu Family for many years, having seen and heard a lot, was more knowledgeable and surmised something. Her face turned pale. Today, the Supreme Elder came out of seclusion, a matter that ordinarily wouldn’t concern a servant like her, yet she was called to serve by a steward under the pretext of insufficient manpower. Initially, she thought nothing of it, but now she vaguely guessed the reason.

"What should we do? What should we do?" Aunt Xiu twisted her fingers tightly, filled with guilt, tears welling up uncontrollably in her eyes.

The Young Master and the Madam had shown her great kindness, a debt she couldn’t repay even as a workhorse. Yet, due to her carelessness, the Young Master found himself in such peril. How could she face the Young Master and the Madam? Although it wasn’t her fault, she blamed herself for the situation.

If she could, she would give up her life to clear the Young Master’s name, but she knew this was beyond her capabilities.

"Aunt Xiu, Yunyun, you don’t need to worry; everything will be fine," Huayue, now completely composed, comforted Aunt Xiu and her daughter.

"I know you’re afraid I’ll be anxious, but... but..." Aunt Xiu was so anxious she was constantly wiping away tears, unable to speak without choking.

"There’s no ’but.’ The Young Master said it’ll be fine, so it will be fine," Zirong interrupted Aunt Xiu, speaking with confidence.

From the first day he followed Han Yan, he couldn’t recall how many miracles he had witnessed firsthand. Every time they seemed to reach a dead end, she miraculously turned the situation around, surprising them all over again.

The image of Han Yan’s calm and confident gaze stood vividly in their minds. They knew that when he said everything would be fine, it certainly would be.

"Aunt Xiu, why not make some small dishes? We didn’t quite fill up earlier, let’s eat a bit more," Jiang Yuzhe said lazily.

"Yes, the moonlight is nice tonight; let’s have a little wine," Huayue, who rarely spoke, also nodded in agreement.

At this time, you’re still thinking about food and drink! Aunt Xiu looked at the carefree Huayue and Jiang Yuzhe. If she hadn’t seen them selflessly throwing themselves into action earlier, she might have suspected they harbored ill will towards Han Yan, wishing for her demise.

Could it be they’re trying to calm their nerves because of excessive worry? But the two of them looked completely unperturbed, showing no signs of concern.

What exactly was going on? Aunt Xiu couldn’t figure it out.

"Go ahead, Aunt Xiu. Thank you for taking care of us these days. Since Han Yan said everything’s alright, try trusting her," Ye Lanfeng said with a smile.

Aunt Xiu had long noticed Ye Lanfeng’s imposing demeanor, different from Huayue and the others, and dared not go against his words. Carrying a bellyful of questions, she went to the kitchen, and Han Yunyun, restless and uneasy, decided to help as well.

"I wonder what kind of surprise the Young Master will bring us this time?" Jiang Yuzhe looked up at the moonlight and said leisurely.

"I don’t know what kind of surprise the Young Master will bring us, but some people definitely won’t be pleased," Huayue’s gaze turned instantly icy.

"To frame the Young Master, after this, I won’t let them off," Zirong’s face lost its usual smile, exuding a fierce killing intent.

"There are some things better left to me. I’m more suitable," Jiang Yuzhe’s lips curled into a cruel smile.

Ye Lanfeng watched the three calmly, then looked towards Han Yan’s room, a satisfied smile on his face. Having such people follow him was a blessing. Then, a look of anticipation flashed deep in Ye Lanfeng’s eyes. This time, how would his Little Han Yan overcome the crisis?

Watching Han Yan take steps, growing more mature and powerful, Ye Lanfeng felt a deep sense of satisfaction and joy.

His Han Yan would one day stand at the peak, looking down upon the heavens!