To be precise, the Oiran Pavilion Master is not Zhao Fan's love rival. After all, there is no male-female relationship between Zhao Fan and Shi Qi. However, the Oiran Pavilion Master does not know the facts, so in his mind, Zhao Fan is him. His love rival was the only one who completely defeated him emotionally...
When the Master of the Oiran Pavilion opened the "Wind and Cloud Book" handed over by his subordinates before he came, he was immediately stunned when he saw the word Zhao Fan. In addition, the opponent was unknown in the past but suddenly appeared and exploded with combat power comparable to the fifth level. , he vaguely guessed that the human youth was none other than Zhao Fan, who was determined to be Seventeenth!
Therefore, his goal is not Shahua boots and famous sword Blood Cotton.
In order to see what kind of man could make Shi Qi die, and fearing that he would die at the hands of strong men from all sides before he could see him, the head of the Oiran Pavilion contacted Yuetian Tower and poured a lot of resources into it, alone there. Bian opened the teleportation array.
As a result, when they arrived at the royal city of Yu Ling Kingdom, the scene in front of them was far beyond the expectations of the Oiran Pavilion Master.
It was calm, without any sign of the aftermath of the war...
Before the Oiran Pavilion Master appeared, he was hiding in the void. He secretly observed the human youth. Except for his appearance, he could not see anything else. He looked like an extremely ordinary human being, and his life force was only twenty years old!
The Oiran Pavilion Master released his power and conducted a test. The human youth started to become slightly nervous, but soon returned to his original calmness, as if he was not afraid of him at all.
A common problem among men is that when they have a love rival, they want to compete with them in every aspect. If they are successful in comparison, they will feel a sense of accomplishment. If they are not successful, they will feel frustrated and unable to recover.
The Oiran Pavilion Master was not like this. He took the initiative to ask for a tea seat and took out the exclusively brewed wine. His posture was as if he was reminiscing with a friend. There was no smell of gunpowder, even if it was a secret contest.
"Master Oiran Pavilion, I don't know what to call you?" Zhao Fan took a sip of wine and put down the glass without being humble or overbearing.
"name……"
The head of the Oiran Pavilion showed a thoughtful expression, and after a moment, he said: "It should be called Ye Xuan."
"should?"
Zhao Fan didn't know why.
"If I remember correctly, this was the name of my first life." The Oiran Pavilion Master took a sip of wine, obviously not wanting to continue this topic.
Zhao Fan was too sensible to ask any more questions. He said in a solemn voice: "When did Shiqi meet you, and when did he leave? Where did he go?"
"As a love rival, do you think I would tell you this?" The Oiran Pavilion Master looked at him lightly.
"Oh well."
After Zhao Fan drank the wine in one gulp, he placed the glass on the armrest, "However, I am still grateful to you."
"Thank you for me?" The Oiran Pavilion Master pointed to his face that was as beautiful as unparalleled jade, "It seems that I didn't help you with anything."
Zhao Fan smiled mysteriously, but did not continue, because... he is not dead yet, he is a living soul from the human world. This is a secret that must not be known to anyone except himself.
"Aren't you worried that I will kill you?" The Oiran Pavilion Master suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Zhao Fan shook his head and said: "If you came here to kill me, you wouldn't drink with me like you do now."
"Who in the world doesn't know that my Oiran Pavilion Master is moody. Maybe one moment he is drinking and talking, and the next moment his heart will be pierced by my fingertips." The Oiran Pavilion Master's voice became colder, and his eyes seemed to be threatening, staring straight at him. The other party's calm eyes.
"casual."
Zhao Fan filled the glass again, raised the glass and shook it, and said confidently: "I am weaker than you, but you can't kill me."
The Oiran Pavilion Master continued to stare into the other person's eyes without saying a word. After more than ten breaths, he was still as calm and gentle as ever.
"hehe."
