Chapter 87: Chapter 84: The Highest Realm of Filth"Hey!" Ye Fan answered the phone.

    "Come with me, my car’s waiting outside," Zhang Lu said decisively.

    "Alright," Ye Fan confirmed.

    He was going to protect Zhao Shiyan and her father. Without needing to ask, Ye Fan knew what he had to do. He said to the sisters, Chu Mengyao and Chu Biyao, "I’ll be away for a few days. Stay at the villa and wait for me to come back. Although there’s no immediate threat, it’s better to be cautious just in case." Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely listen to you and won’t run around," Chu Mengyao said reluctantly. Ye Fan had agreed to Zhang Lu’s request to protect Zhao Shiyan and her father to help her secure a big deal. As Zhao Shiyan’s best friend, she didn’t want to see Shiyan get into trouble, but watching Ye Fan take risks made her feel uneasy. She gave a special reminder, "Be careful, make sure nothing happens to you."

    "Don’t worry, nothing will happen to me," Ye Fan said confidently.

    "Ye Fan, my sister and I will wait for you to come back. Since you helped my sister secure such a big deal, I’ll give you my first kiss as a reward when you return," Chu Biyao said, blinking her cute eyes seriously.

    "You better keep it," Ye Fan said helplessly, glancing at Chu Biyao before leaving the villa.

    Inside a military vehicle, Zhang Lu was driving while Ye Fan sat in the passenger seat.

    Ye Fan sat calmly, ignoring Zhang Lu’s beauty, not even sneaking a glance at her.

    Zhang Lu felt a bit discouraged. She couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable at how Ye Fan looked at Chu Mengyao with warmth and tenderness, yet seemed to overlook her. It wasn’t that she wanted to compete with Chu Mengyao, it was just that Ye Fan’s disregard made her uneasy.

    Several times, she wanted to ask why, but stopped herself, not wanting to lose face.

    "You owe me a favor, remember that. When I need you in the future, you better not back out," Zhang Lu broke the silence, sneaking a look at Ye Fan.

    The term "back out" took her a while to think of; she naturally intended to mock Ye Fan, warning him not to disregard her beauty like some brute. She wouldn’t just endure being ignored and had to teach Ye Fan a lesson.

    "Mm, got it. Let me know if you need anything in the future," Ye Fan said calmly. He knew that Zhang Lu had gone to great lengths to cover up the incident with the Snow Mastiff for him. Therefore, he remembered this favor. Although he wasn’t particularly interested in Zhang Lu, he knew she was straightforward. Capturing the Snow Mastiff was a huge achievement, but to Zhang Lu, it was an insult rather than an achievement. Ye Fan understood this, so he felt grateful towards Zhang Lu. It wasn’t easy to overlook outright insults to help him.

    "That’s all your reaction?" Zhang Lu widened her eyes.

    "What else should I do? Should I bicker with you like a woman? The matter with the Snow Mastiff brought you a lot of humiliation for covering it up, I’ve remembered this favor," Ye Fan said lightly.

    "Capturing the Snow Mastiff was a huge achievement. How does he know it’s an insult to me?" Zhang Lu was stunned, intrigued as she sized up Ye Fan. "Could he possibly see through my thoughts? How is that possible?"

    After realizing this point, Ye Fan seemed even more mysterious to her.

    "If it weren’t for the way you look at Chu Mengyao, I’d definitely think you’re gay," Zhang Lu laughed. Since Ye Fan understood the disgrace of claiming the achievement as her own, she felt better at heart. Being a proud person, she naturally wouldn’t tell Ye Fan how humiliated she felt.

    "My relationship with Mengyao is very pure, don’t think of it otherwise," Ye Fan emphasized seriously.

    "You’re saying my thoughts are impure," Zhang Lu felt wronged, puffing up angrily. "You call Mengyao so intimately yet claim you don’t have those thoughts. Besides, is there really a pure relationship between men and women?"

    "Why not?" Ye Fan countered.

    Zhang Lu was at a loss for words. Looking at Ye Fan’s serious demeanor, she found herself unable to refute and could only mumble, "Fine, you and Mengyao are a special case, the oddest of the odd."

    "That’s more like it. Not everyone’s thoughts are filthy; there are still pure male-female relationships in the world," Ye Fan said meaningfully, particularly emphasizing his pure friendship with Mengyao.

    "You’ve never thought about being with Mengyao?" Zhang Lu asked.

    "Aren’t we already together?" Ye Fan replied solemnly.

    "I mean being together as a couple?" Zhang Lu smiled wryly, secretly delighted. "Let’s see how you answer this. I don’t believe a grown man like you hasn’t hurt any innocent girls, trying to feign purity like a virgin boy in front of me, you’re still a bit naive, let’s see how I reveal your facade."

    This question was indeed tricky to answer. Ye Fan’s gaze dimmed, and he said, "Don’t dare to think about it!"

    "You’re insecure?" Zhang Lu felt amused. "Love has no hierarchy. In my opinion, only a man like you could conquer a strong woman like Mengyao. Others don’t have the capability."

    "..." Ye Fan was speechless.

    "If you and Mengyao were together, lying in bed, you’d have to do the deed. If everyone were as pure as you think, wouldn’t humanity go extinct?" Zhang Lu said triumphantly with a cold hum, her face slightly red. She wouldn’t usually even think of such things. She didn’t know how it slipped out of her mouth this time around. Naturally, her heart felt quite shy.

    "Doing what it takes to have children between husband and wife is also pure. What’s wrong with your head, always thinking in a dirty way?" Ye Fan remarked.

    "I%%!!" Zhang Lu sweated profusely, feeling the urge to curse, barely holding the steering wheel, almost hitting the roadside. She steadied her erratic heart and said with a bitter laugh, "Is this what you call pure?"

    "What else?" Ye Fan glanced sideways.

    "Oh my, what has the world come to, proving that saying: the bigger the forest, the weirder the birds," Zhang Lu was dumbstruck.

    She gazed meaningfully at Ye Fan, finding that whatever he said always sounded so reasonable. It puzzled her. To call Ye Fan thick-skinned seemed not quite right.

    "What kind of logic is in your head, messy and confused, yet you call others impure. I think you’re the most impure! Do you know the highest state of impurity? You probably don’t, it’s just like your current state, clearly dirty to the soul but unaware, yet adamantly pointing fingers at others," Zhang Lu lectured.

    "Long hair, short sense," Ye Fan retorted, then closed his eyes to rest, ignoring Zhang Lu afterward.

    Zhang Lu was both amused and exasperated, stunned for a moment, then shook her head with a bittersweet smile. Her mind wandered to another thought: Ye Fan feels inferior, thinking he’s unworthy of Mengyao, which made her very curious.