CHAPTER 902: CHAPTER 902: STOP TARGETING HER

But unfortunately, before the lightning could fully shine, it completely extinguished.

An ancient sword shadow streaked across the sky and earth, without a hint of brilliant light, nor a trace of killing intent or sword power—so ordinary, yet profoundly simple and pure.

As the sword light swept past, Dantai Changqing’s intense aura of anger and killing intent melted like ice in the scorching sun.

"Ten Thousand Paths, one sword breaks the kill!" With Ye Lanfeng’s soft incantation, the ancient longsword slashed heavily onto Dantai Changqing’s sword blade.

Dantai Changqing shook violently as if struck by lightning, his longsword clanging to the ground.

His sword-wielding right hand twisted in a bizarre posture, trembling continuously. Clearly, the bones of the entire right arm had shattered into several pieces.

Dantai Changqing’s face turned deathly pale, his gaze at Ye Lanfeng filled with disbelief and terror.

Although he had never crossed swords with Ye Lanfeng, everyone who knew them thought their strengths were similar, equals in their time. Some even believed his strength might surpass Ye Lanfeng by a margin.

Dantai Changqing never considered himself truly stronger than Ye Lanfeng, but neither did he believe Ye Lanfeng was stronger than him—they were evenly matched, he thought. Whether he or Ye Lanfeng was superior, the gap would never be too large. If they really dueled, it would surely be hard to determine the winner in a short time.

But only now did he realize he was wrong.

Just one sword, only one sword, and he was defeated by Ye Lanfeng, defeated so cleanly and neatly.

Looking at Ye Lanfeng’s handsome and elegant face, Dantai Changqing felt as though he could only look up to him, unable to look directly.

"Now you believe me, don’t you? You can’t hurt them because you won’t have the chance." Ye Lanfeng slowly sheathed his longsword, and said with a serene smile.

"You... did you finally comprehend the Secret Technique of the Broken Sword?" Dantai Changqing forced himself to endure the pain and unwillingly asked.

"Not fully yet, but it’s enough to deal with you." Ye Lanfeng said confidently.

"I’ll remember this sword today, and someday I will repay it." Dantai Changqing looked deeply at Ye Lanfeng, gritting his teeth.

"I advise you to abandon that thought, because you’ll never have the chance." Ye Lanfeng said indifferently.

Humiliation, pure and naked humiliation.

Dantai Changqing’s already pale face flushed with a sickly red as he picked up the sword from the ground, staggered, and turned to leave. That sword from Ye Lanfeng not only shattered his right arm, but also injured his internal organs and meridians.

"Also, stop thinking about her, and don’t try to harm her. Otherwise, you won’t have such good luck again." Ye Lanfeng added.

Dantai Changqing paused slightly, said nothing in response, but his departing steps grew heavier.

"He should have listened to me, severing an arm by himself would have been much easier, don’t you think?" Ye Lanfeng seemed to mutter to himself.

"I fear he never imagined that you, my lord, would be this powerful." The Shadow Guard slowly appeared, and after a moment of thought, added, "I didn’t expect it either."

"I didn’t want to reveal my strength so early, but had no choice. This might bring some trouble in the future." Ye Lanfeng said with frustration.

"My lord, is it worth doing this?" The guard asked after a moment of silence.

"Her strength is growing stronger. It’s fine if I’m around, but if I’m not, who could protect her properly? Without revealing my strength, people like Dantai Changqing won’t be deterred." Ye Lanfeng gazed into the endless darkness ahead, speaking pensively.

"My lord, perhaps it’s time to bring her back." The guard said hesitantly.

"There are things I’m not certain about yet, let’s wait and see." Ye Lanfeng furrowed his brow slightly, pondering as he spoke.

"Really not certain?" The guard hesitated, looking directly into Ye Lanfeng’s eyes.

"I know what I’m doing, you don’t need to worry about it." Hearing his words, an inexplicable agitation and unease surged in Ye Lanfeng’s heart, and he waved his hand, turning towards the direction of the Mu Family.

The guard opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.

The clouds scattered, and the bright moon hung once more in the night sky. The clear moonlight fell, elongating Ye Lanfeng’s slender figure, adding a touch of loneliness.

The guard sighed softly, slowly disappearing into the shadows.

...

The courtyard at night was somewhat cold and clear. Mu Hanyan was holding a cup of tea, chatting idly with Huayue and the others, but his gaze occasionally drifted towards the doorway, with a hint of worry between his brows.

He knew Ye Lanfeng’s strength, and shouldn’t have worried about him, yet he couldn’t help but feel anxious.

"There’s no need to worry, Young Master. With Young Master Ye’s strength, there shouldn’t be any issues." Huayue comforted.

"Yes, there aren’t many in this world who can threaten Young Master Ye, let alone, this is the capital, how could there be danger?" Zirong agreed.

They were unaware of Mu Hanyan’s previous peril, nor did they know where Ye Lanfeng had gone, but they could see the worry on Mu Hanyan’s face.

Although seeing two "big men" being so concerned for each other felt rather disharmonious to them, seeing Mu Hanyan’s worried expression, they couldn’t resist offering comfort.

"Sigh, looking at this, it seems like our Young Master might be the one on the bottom in this relationship." As they comforted Mu Hanyan, they grumbled in their hearts. They had come to accept the relationship between two big men, but were striving to make sure their Young Master was on top.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Ye Lanfeng’s cheerful voice finally sounded from the doorway.

"Are you alright?" Mu Hanyan suddenly stood up, both delighted and a bit excited.

Seeing the excitement on Mu Hanyan’s face, Huayue and the others had no doubt, if they weren’t present, Mu Hanyan would be diving straight into Ye Lanfeng’s arms.

"Our Young Master needs to work harder and not end up on the bottom." They yelled internally, though Mu Hanyan couldn’t hear their inner cries.

"It’s alright, sorry to make you worry." Seeing Mu Hanyan’s relaxed brows and the genuine joy in his eyes, Ye Lanfeng smiled as well, feeling all his anxiety and unease dissipate in that moment.

Mu Hanyan smiled at Ye Lanfeng, having much to say in his heart but unable to utter a word, just quietly watching him with joy in his heart. He’s alright, thankfully, he’s alright.

Ye Lanfeng approached, gazing at Mu Hanyan without saying a word.

The two just looked at each other, as if no one else was there.

In this moment, time seemed to stand still, as if the world had only the two of them left.

Time stood still.

"Ahem..." Jiang Yuzhe couldn’t help but cough softly.