Looking at the Yang Qingyuan before him, Yang Yitan fell into a strange silence for a moment.
That look in his eyes practically shouted: Do I look like an idiot to you?
"Look, I'm telling you the truth, but you refuse to believe me. What else can I do? These days, it's really hard to be an honest man..."
With that, Yang Qingyuan spread his hands with a helpless expression.
"The moves you used just now against those two Obsidian Inspectors should be the Wen family's lightning-summoning technique, right?"
"If you say so, then it is."
Yang Qingyuan maintained his nonchalant attitude, which was enough to make even someone with as good a temper as Yang Yitan want to rush up and punch him twice.
However, remembering his grandfather Yang Yifang's instructions, he had to forcefully suppress the rising anger in his heart and continue asking, "You haven't opened your Heavenly Eyes. How did you learn the Wen family's lightning-summoning technique?"
"Seriously, Young Master Yang, where do you get so many questions? Are you a walking encyclopedia of whys? We agreed on one question each, but how many have you fired at me in a row?"
Yang Qingyuan was getting a bit impatient with the questioning, so he waved his hand dismissively at Yang Yitan with a look of annoyance.
"If you really have nothing better to do, go find a piece of frozen tofu at home and practice your Heavenly Eyes on that. Can you stop badgering me?"
Yang Yitan took a deep breath, about to let loose, when a cute, childish voice rang out from behind them.
"Ah, it's you, Yang Qingyuan!"
Yang Qingyuan and Yang Yitan turned their heads simultaneously to see Wangquan Zui looking at them with a pleasant surprise.
Behind her, Wangquan Babye smiled and nodded in greeting.
"Brother Yitan, you're here too."
"Greetings, Young Master Wangquan, Miss Wangquan," Yang Qingyuan bowed politely.
"Brother Yang is too polite. We are all members of One Qi Dao Alliance, no need for such formalities."
Wangquan Babye smiled slightly, his speech completely devoid of any arrogance regarding his status, giving off a refreshing and amiable breeze instead.
Must be said, as expected of Wangquan Babye, the protagonist's dad—his looks and demeanor were simply maxed out.
If he didn't go wandering around with that masked group in the future, given their talents, the One Qi Dao Alliance in their hands would probably turn out vastly different from today...
"Yang Qingyuan, you were really something else at the wedding banquet the other day. Even my brother and Brother Yitan didn't react in time. Still, well done!
I heard all about it from Uncle Fei. Thanks to you for knocking out Auntie Yang Yan's husband, otherwise he would've been in real danger."
That day, Yang Qingyuan had dared to risk his life to strike at the Yang family's son-in-law in front of so many people.
Such courage alone was enough for the Wangquan siblings to look at him in a new light.
"Miss Wangquan flatters me."
Yang Qingyuan smiled faintly, without offering much explanation.
"Brother Babye, you and little sister Zui are..."
"Oh, my little sister wanted to stroll around Dao City, so I brought her out."
"Hmph, all my brother does at home is practice the sword. It's so boring."
Wangquan Zui crossed her arms and glared at Wangquan Babye with an unhappy expression.
"Didn't I come out to accompany you..."
Wangquan Babye replied with a wry smile.
"You say that, but if I hadn't nagged and pestered you endlessly, you'd still be at home practicing your sword right now!"
Wangquan Babye shook his head helplessly, casting apologetic glances at Yang Qingyuan and Yang Yitan.
"My apologies, both of you. My little sister is young, please bear with her."
Yang Qingyuan shook his head, then cupped his fists toward Wangquan Babye.
"Since that's the case, I wish you both a good time. I shall take my leave."
"Hey, wait!"
Just as Yang Qingyuan was about to leave, Yang Yitan immediately spoke up to stop him.
"What is it now?"
Yang Qingyuan turned his head back to look at Yang Yitan with some helplessness.
"Let's find a place and have a sparring match."
"Huh?"
Yang Qingyuan froze, looking at Yang Yitan in utter astonishment.
"Why?"
"A friendly spar so we can mutually learn from each other's teachings," Yang Yitan replied calmly and unhurriedly.
The reason Yang Yitan made such a request naturally had his own motives.
With the Heavenly Eye on his forehead, Yang Yitan could easily see through an opponent's internal meridian flow.
Although he was only eight years old, Yang Yitan had already learned quite a few skills from other families using this trick.
Therefore, Yang Yitan was confident that as long as he could exchange blows with Yang Qingyuan just once, he would be able to see through Yang Qingyuan's master and sect!
That way, even if Yang Qingyuan refused to talk, he could still complete the task his grandfather had given him.
"Ooh, looks like a good show is about to start..."
Wangquan Zui's eyes lit up sharply, darting around with a mischievous and spirited look.
Seeing this, Wangquan Babye rubbed his forehead with a helpless sigh.
He knew he wouldn't be heading back anytime soon now...
Yet, upon second thought, being able to spectate a duel between Yang Yitan and this mysterious Yang Qingyuan didn't sound too bad either.
With this thought, Wangquan Babye shifted his gaze back to Yang Qingyuan.
Seeing that Yang Qingyuan showed no intention of accepting the match after all this time, Yang Yitan added a provocative taunt: "What, are you afraid of losing?"
Reverse psychology?
So obvious, truly a child's trick.
Yang Qingyuan felt a wave of inner amusement, then smiled faintly at Yang Yitan under the gaze of all three.
"Fine, you win. I concede, I can't beat you. Is that okay now?"
"You—"
Yang Yitan's expression changed abruptly, feeling as if he had punched a mass of cotton with nowhere to exert his strength.
"Bye-bye, Young Master Yang, and the two young masters and misses of the Wangquan family."
With that, before Yang Yitan could reply, Yang Qingyuan flashed into the crowd and vanished.
Watching Yang Yitan's exasperated look, Wangquan Zui couldn't help bursting into laughter.
"Hahaha, I've known Brother Yitan for so long, and seeing him like this is really rare. This Yang Qingyuan is actually quite interesting."
Wangquan Babye chuckled as well, stepping forward to gently pat Yang Yitan on the shoulder.
"Yitan, what's this about?"
"Sigh, it's like this..."
Yang Yitan let out a long sigh, then recounted everything his grandfather had entrusted to him to Wangquan Babye.
"I see. You wanted to use this opportunity to probe his lineage..."
Wangquan Babye rubbed his chin upon hearing this, a flicker of contemplation in his eyes.
"Yeah, but for some reason, he seems extremely guarded against me." Yang Yitan nodded, feeling somewhat depressed.
Recalling what Yang Qingyuan had said at the wedding banquet that day, Wangquan Babye began to understand a little bit of what was going on inside.