Chapter 1424: Chapter 83: Do You Know Fang Che? [2-in-1]
"Mu Chen, is that girl in your family called Mu Dan’er? So young, yet so beautiful. It’s a wonder you, Mu Chen, could have such a lovely daughter. I really like her."
"..."
After a hasty greeting, Yan Beihan disappeared at the entrance of the hall.
Everyone who greeted her was momentarily stunned.
By the time they came back to their senses, Yan Beihan was nowhere to be seen.
Involuntarily, they looked at one another.
"It seems Lord Yan Beihan has changed."
"Yes, changed a lot."
"She not only remembers our names but also knows our families."
Someone commented, "It’s just a leadership tactic of those in power. As Lord Yan Beihan has grown up, she naturally has to hone her leadership skills. This is nothing extraordinary."
"Nothing extraordinary?"
Several people sneered, "Would you prefer working under a boss who can’t even remember your name, or under someone like Lord Yan Beihan, who knows your family personally and shows genuine concern?"
Everyone fell silent.
Indeed, if given a choice, who wouldn’t prefer working under a leader like Yan Beihan?
She remembers your family, your relatives, your children. She knows your household situation and your resources.
To put it simply, even if one day you die in battle, with such a leader around, you need not worry about your family and children.
Because she would take good care of them.
Perhaps not as well as you would if you were alive, but certainly without any injustice or unfair treatment.
Is this not enough? Is it not worth dedicating oneself to?
In the entire Wei Wo Zheng Sect, how many leaders are like this?
Yan Beihan entered the hall.
"Grandfather, I have arrived."
Yan Nan gave a deep look, his brows slightly furrowed, and said, "Sit opposite me."
Yan Beihan instantly understood; this conversation was very formal and respectfully bowed, "Yes, Vice Sect Master."
She sat upright opposite Yan Nan.
Assuming the appearance of a subordinate.
Yan Nan was satisfied internally but showed no expression and said, "I want to ask you something."
"Please speak."
Yan Beihan said.
"Among the Guardians, Fang Che, who is now handling the Life and Death Order at the Southeast Headquarters, the one who entered the Yin Yang Realm with you—how much do you know about this person?"
Yan Nan asked heavily.
Thunk!
Yan Beihan’s heart suddenly jumped, almost creating panic.
What does Grandfather mean by asking this?
She immediately furrowed her brow and used her innate feminine instincts to counter, "Fang Che? Why is Grandfather suddenly asking about this person?"
Yan Nan’s brow sharply furrowed, "Why are you calling me Grandfather again?"
"A bit surprised, so I misspoke."
Yan Beihan felt instantly relieved, it’s still business! So she responded fluently, "Fang Che, a peer of the younger generation, was granted the title of World’s First King in the friendship battle. Indeed, an unparalleled genius. He hails from Bibo City, his mother is Fang Qianyi, who raised him alone for nineteen years. Just these past couple of days, his father, the Third Young Master Fang Xiao of the Fang Family from Southeast Chiyan City, awoke and sought him out for recognition, and they got married yesterday."
"Fang Che once apprenticed under Sun Yuan, an elder of the Yixin Sect, and the Su Family incident in Bibo City in the past added quite some suspicion on Fang Che. Later, the Guardians suspected Fang Che of being an infiltrator from our side; specially targeted, went through Wenxin Road twice..."
"After the suspicions were cleared, he assumed the position in Southeast Donghu State, managing the Life and Death Order..."
"Judging from his current actions, it seems unlikely he’s an infiltrator from our sect. After all, it was just an early enlightenment teacher, he abhors evil, cannot tolerate injustice, holds the Life and Death Order, has killed many, and enjoys high prestige in the Southeast region."
"Moreover, he has a compassionate heart, especially advocating for the welfare of the suffering masses at the grassroots level."
"If allowed to grow unchecked, in the future, he will probably become a major adversary of our Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"
Yan Beihan recited Fang Che’s information as effortlessly as if she were reading from a script.
Fully complete, exceptionally detailed.
Yet, as she continued, Yan Nan’s face grew increasingly darkened.
Too detailed, too clear.
"When did you start investigating Fang Che?" Yan Nan asked with a dark face.
"After the last youth generation friendship battle, I had someone gather all his information. Because in the future... there’s likely to be countless opportunities to confront him, such an enemy must be understood in advance."
"After entering the Yin Yang Realm together and coming out of the realm, I checked everything in detail again. Because Fang Che gained even more than Feng Yun when he entered the Yin Yang Realm."
"Feng Yun didn’t fill up the space ring within the Yin Yang Realm, but Fang Che did. Of all the people who entered the Yin Yang Realm at the time, only two people could fill the space ring inside, one was me, the other was Fang Che!"
Yan Beihan, with her mind relaxed, quickly and subtly stepped on Feng Yun—Feng Yun is inferior to Fang Che, also inferior to me.
Then swiftly continued, "Thus, respecting such an enemy as much as possible, is not excessive."
Yan Beihan’s response was flawless.
But precisely because of this, Yan Nan’s face grew even darker.
For he realized he fell victim to the same preconception as the Yin Shen Palace: presuming Yemo was secure!
Even Yan Beihan began investigating Fang Che after the youth generation friendship battle.
It wasn’t until now that he became aware.
And even then, it was after being prompted.
Taking a deep breath, Yan Nan said, "For now, there’s nothing more for you. Go wait in the adjoining hall."
His tone was distinctly displeased.
"???"
Yan Beihan was a bit puzzled; he called her over hurriedly, just for this?
But now, it was the Vice Sect Master investigating matters, and not a grandfather asking his granddaughter questions. Yan Beihan could only obediently wait in the side hall.
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