f extreme indescribable frustration, depression, and oppression.Ye Fan felt a surge of energy in his chest, with nowhere to release it. It churned and roiled within him, making him extremely uncomfort...No wonder there are so many boys here today, and no wonder that idol just now looked down on me like that. It turns out he thought I was here to compete with him.

"What's this competition all about Does it have any weight"

Ye Fan knew that if it weren't for the beautiful woman behind the paintings, these men would never believe that someone with such refined taste would come to appreciate calligraphy and painting. And the beautiful woman behind the paintings was certainly no ordinary person, otherwise she wouldn't be able to attract so many men.

"Youth Bean's male eyes widened in surprise, staring at Ye Fan. "Brother, what don't you understand How did you even get here Don't tell me you came here specifically for the calligraphy and painting exhibition."

Ye Fan felt a little embarrassed. It seemed he wasn't as noble as he pretended to be. But should he tell himself that he was here to cause trouble for the calligraphy and painting association president That would only scare him off even more.

Then Ye Fan said brazenly: "Yes, I have some expertise in this area, so I came to see what calligraphy treasures are worth collecting. That's why I am here today."

The youthful bean male interrupted Ye Fan's words and said, "Come on, who would believe that"

Ye Fan smiled and stopped talking.

Actually, what he said wasn't entirely false. At the very least, he was quite knowledgeable about calligraphy and painting. Back when he was still in Lishan, the old man taught him some basic principles of identifying authentic works. The old man was a true expert in this field, and he imparted all his knowledge to Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan learned more outstanding martial arts from the old man, his attainments in calligraphy and painting were also quite good. As the saying goes, "A capable person can do anything." Although Ye Fan couldn't be said to be proficient, he had his own unique insights into the way of calligraphy and painting. Even when he spoke, he seemed to have a set of his own, which sometimes made the old man sigh in self-deprecation.

To digress, Ye Fan naturally wouldn't tell this fresh-faced young man that he actually understood calligraphy. There was no need for it at all. The young man saw Ye Fan remained silent and thought he was speechless in rebuttal. He casually put his arm around Ye Fan's shoulder and said, "Brother, I think we hit it off. Today, my little brother, Xiao Ma Ge, will protect you. I'm from the archaeology and art department. Just follow me later, and I guarantee you'll see beautiful girls behind the calligraphy."

Looking at that pretty boy acting like he's the big boss, promising you all the good food and drinks if you just recognize him, Ye Fan couldn't help but smile. However, he actually quite liked this pretty boy.

However, although Ye Fan also likes to look at beautiful women, he still has something very important to do today. Ding Ran's intelligence from the Fang family said that clues about the Ye Destruction Organization might be found here.

Ye Fan, if he thought about it carefully, the crisis in Linhai was even bigger than when he was in Yanjing. At least, when he was in Yanjing, he knew his biggest enemy was the Yan family. Although the Yan family was the first aristocratic family in the empire today, its energy was unimaginable and terrifying.

However, Ye Fan at least knew who his enemy was. He could prepare psychologically and come up with a response strategy at the first moment. Plus, he had the Ye Family, Chen Family, and even Long Nü behind him, all of whom would unconditionally help him. Therefore, Ye Fan didn't think he was in any serious danger in Beijing.

Instead, upon returning to Linhai, it was as if someone was directing his every step. Wherever he went, he encountered obstacles and had to be constantly on guard against assassins lurking in the shadows. While he himself wasn't afraid of these petty villains, there were his friends, family, loved ones, all around him.

Therefore, Ye Fan must find these people. For the safety of those around him, he needs to eliminate all possible potential threats.

The Blood Alliance, the Ye Fallen Organization, the Green Clothes Society, and even the Hong Gang behind them, these are all things that Ye Fan cannot escape.

Since we can't escape it, we might as well face it head-on. If the enemy is strong, I will be even stronger. I will kill gods if they stand in my way and devils if they do.

So, Ye Fan just gave the young man a slight smile, brushed his hand aside, and could only accept his kindness in his heart.

Ye Fan was about to turn and leave when the idol suddenly patted Ye Fan's back and exclaimed, "Look, someone answered!"

Then he yelled again in a very exaggerated voice, "Wow, what a beautiful woman!"

Ye Fan looked up and saw a brush stroke painting behind, a man wearing glasses was gesturing at the brush stroke painting, saying something. It seemed that someone was answering behind the painting. After a while, a woman in light gauze veil lifted the curtain and walked out gracefully from behind the painting.

For a moment, the entire stadium was filled with whistles and shouts as men eagerly called out the names of their goddesses. The young male fans were especially enthusiastic, waving fluorescent sticks that appeared from nowhere and screaming words Ye Fan couldn't understand.

Ye Fan found it amusing that these people were so excited. Although the woman in the light gauze looked good from her figure, she was unfortunately covered by a layer of gauze, and you couldn't see her face at all. You could only faintly see a pair of breasts surging with fury beneath the gauze, which was indeed a devilish figure. But just seeing her veiled appearance, was it necessary to get so excited

What on earth is going on How did a woman from an ancient costume drama come out of there Judging from her clothes, Ye Fan felt she was just the stand-in for a concubine in ancient times. Probably only women from ancient times would deliberately cover their face with gauze, making you want to see but not be able to see.

"Lin Bingyue, Lin Bingyue!" A deafening roar suddenly came, shaking the eardrums and making them buzz.

The young men shouted incessantly, "Mo Ziyan, Mo Ziyan".

Youth Bean's shout stopped Ye Fan, who was about to turn around. He looked at Youth Bean in astonishment and said, "What did you just say"

The young man, though, ignored Ye Fan and instead stared intently at the male and female duo on stage with fierce, bulging eyes, his gaze practically burning with rage.

"He's from the class next door, he definitely came here for Mo Ziyan goddess today, God bless him, I hope he doesn't get the answer right."

Ye Fan's heart trembled, he hesitated and said, "Are you talking about Mo Ziyan from near the sea"

Youth Bean didn't even raise his head, still staring at the boy with glasses. He said angrily, "Of course it's Mo Ziyan. Who else could be called a goddess"

Ye Fan exclaimed in his heart: "As expected, it's her." He immediately turned his head to look at the stage. Could that woman in the light gauze be Goddess Mo

Although I can't see her face, her body looks about the same as a standard goddess figure. Just looking at it is so pleasing to the eye, so today, I really have to see what she truly looks like.

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