After returning, we should discuss this in detail with Li Fu and Elder Guo. Perhaps we can come up with a different solution.

As he thought about these matters, he retraced his steps back to the factory compound.

Then, following that direction, he hurried towards the front entrance. However, halfway there, Ye Chen suddenly sensed that something about the surrounding situation was off.

Thus, Ye Chen immediately stood alert.

After all, as a master among masters, he was quite capable of discerning any slight movement in this place.

"Come out, no more hiding. If you've come here already, what's the point in skulking around?"

He shouted into the pitch-black void, and could distinctly feel a force quietly drawing near to him.

Moreover, it maintained a certain distance from him while closely tracking his movements as he walked.

Clearly, there must be a master nearby, one who had been covertly observing him all this time.

Just then, he suddenly saw a man in white gently descending in front of him.

Indeed, Ye Chen saw clearly this time, the man really descended from above, slowly alighting.

There was an air of immortality about him.

Dressed in white amidst the darkness, he was particularly visible.

Ye Chen could make out that he had a white beard, but his features were not as clear—perhaps due to the darkness and the distance.

In his hand, he held a folding fan, the outline of which was just discernible.

When the man landed before him, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hehe, you must be Ye Chen, right?"

"Yes, I haven't changed my name or my family, I am Ye Chen. What about it?"

"You seem rather ordinary. They all say you're a top-notch master, yet by the lightness of your steps, you indeed have the stride of a master.

"What is this, and who are you?"

"Hehe, who I am is not so important. All I want to know is who you are."

"Speak, what do you want?"

In the face of these threats, Ye Chen showed no trace of fear.

Yet unexpectedly, at this moment, Ye Chen, for some reason, felt a vague sense of unrest. Thischapterwas

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He did not understand what was happening, but these thoughts persisted in his mind.

In the past, facing various difficulties, Ye Chen had never felt like this, but today, the feeling was clearer, growing stronger.

Just as Ye Chen was about to step forward to investigate, he suddenly felt a chill approaching, prompting him to dodge reflexively.

He saw clearly a silver object fly past his cheek.

Good lord, had he not spun around quickly, that silver needle would have struck him squarely in the face.

Though unsure whether the needle was poisoned, Ye Chen knew that had it embedded in his face, his abilities, however formidable, would likely offer little defense for the moment.

"How dare you use a hidden weapon?"

He spoke softly, but the man just chuckled at this.

"Hehe, good one. Indeed, your agility is quite evident, and my hidden weapon is seldom dodged by anyone."

"If that's the case, it seems you've come with ill intentions."

Since the other party had already resorted to using hidden weapons and Ye Chen knew a fierce battle was inevitable,

he needed to seize the initiative. Only then could he gradually stabilize the situation; otherwise, he might suffer a great disadvantage here today.

He leaped with his whole body and, with a conventional attack, struck towards the man's facial area.

Ye Chen knew this was the most vulnerable part of the body. If this punch landed, perhaps the man wouldn't have any capability to counterattack.

To Ye Chen's regret, as his foot descended, he found the man had swiftly dodged, and his kick stomped solidly into the ground.

Before he could regain composure, he felt a gust behind him and instinctively ducked.

He sensed a draft over his head.

Then, Ye Chen pivoted and stood up again, and upon looking up, he saw the man standing steadily opposite him.

"To remain unhurt after three moves, good work indeed. Truly not simple; it seems I can no longer afford to play games with you here."

As the man spoke, he suddenly turned, but Ye Chen felt as if the man had vanished from sight.

Ye Chen knew this indicated extreme speed. If he did not capture this moment quickly, he would surely be the one to suffer.

He quickly steadied himself, then started to carefully ascertain the man's current position. Ye Chen felt a mysterious breeze from behind to his right.

He was just about to turn and strike in that direction, when he suddenly felt the direction of the airflow change—from the right to the left.

He spun around, ready to face whatever came next, but abruptly, Ye Chen felt a heavy kick on his back.

Following that, he staggered and fell to the ground.

The kick landed on his shoulder. Had it been a little more inward, on his back, he might not have been able to stand up again.

Rising from the ground, Ye Chen felt a slight pain in his back, although it seemed it would not affect much.

"Good one, indeed you have some skills."

Then, once more that voice came from above, but throughout the process, Ye Chen could not see him, only feel a current of air constantly circling around him.