Han Zhan wanted to stand up too, but was stopped by Yi Fan's gaze.

"The ones who come are not friendly, let me test the waters first."

Han Zhan hesitated before speaking.

Yi Fan's tone was very relaxed.

"No worries, I can handle it." As Yi Fan spoke, a flash of gold appeared on the hand pressing Han Zhan's shoulder, then quickly vanished.

The brief release of aura allowed Han Zhan to feel his Realm.

Could it be Tier Four?

Yi Fan walked steadily towards the door.

Han Zhan and his team's booth was near the window, allowing them to see the situation outside through the glass.

He noticed three peers of similar age standing on the street, their expressions all arrogant, and their personas exuded an undeniable air of superiority.

"Are those the Li Family?"

Han Zhan asked casually.

Don't forget, there was still a member of the Li Family beside him.

"Three fools." That was Li Lingzhen's evaluation of them, "They gave up the chance to form contracts with Contracted Spirits, choosing to focus solely on honing their own martial power, just like those who worship the War God grandfather."

The Li Family is belligerent.

Because the Li Family produced a War God, Li Shutong.

Spirit Contract Masters and Contracted Spirits aren't the only path; Li Shutong forged a completely different road, attracting many followers and imitators.

"With more ancient relics being unearthed, the technology tree that empowers humanity has grown more branches."

"In the technology category, there's Can Shang Company; in mutation category, there's Longevity Company. Only those lacking legacy choose to persist on the path of Spirit Contract Masters and Contracted Spirits."

Strange knowledge has again increased.

Han Zhan thought, rich people have technology, rich people can also mutate. But the poor can only rely on Contracted Spirits?

No wonder Qingteng Academy recruits fewer students each year, that's why.

"Moreover, when a Spirit Contract Master loses their Contracted Spirit, they're half crippled. Even if they form a new contract, who can guarantee perfect compatibility? What if there's no compatibility? Forced unions are meaningless. Would you gamble your future on another half?

Furthermore, many noble classes do not wish for their female descendants to become someone else's Contracted Spirit."

Tch.

Han Zhan found this quite realistic.

He withdrew his thoughts and refocused on Yi Fan, who had walked outside.

…

"Are you the owner of Breeze Tavern and captain of Deep Blue City's first squad, Yi Fan?"

Opposite him, the young man with short hair standing in the middle was looking at Yi Fan with defiant and scrutinizing eyes.

Yi Fan, wearing a white shirt and black suit jacket in the tavern, casually tossed the black jacket onto a long bench nearby. Without answering, he lowered his head, unbuttoned the shirt sleeve, and rolled it up slowly.

His dismissive action angered the three in front of him.

"Got the stabilizers ready? I wouldn't want to bring the house down in a fight here." After silently rolling up his shirt sleeves, Yi Fan finally spoke.

Stabilizers, a high-tech product invented by Can Shang Technology, can encompass a certain area, absorbing any destructive disturbance within, rendering it invisible.

This is often used by City Guardians when capturing the Insect Race in the city,

or when the Talented fight each other to resolve grievances.

The young man with the cockiest expression in the middle signaled to the ones on either side, who then threw four palm-sized round silver spheres all around, which rolled to far corners, enclosing the entire Breeze Tavern.

The honorable Li Family can afford this much.

"The one in the middle is Li Changhao, reputed to be the most talented among the younger generation of the Li Family."

Li Lingzhen refilled Han Zhan's coffee while talking.

Han Zhan accepted the coffee and pulled Li Lingzhen closer to him. The two of them snuggled even closer.

Li Lingzhen wore a light purple dress today, adorned with dark floral patterns, with lavender lace trim along the hem, wrapping around her slender figure, exposing only her pale calves.

Being held by Han Zhan, Li Lingzhen spat lightly but didn't resist.

In the dimly lit tavern, unnoticed in a quiet booth, a young girl in a dress with her close friend, and a handsome male exuding masculine hormones.

Inspiration for the scene, isn't it coming to life? Tonight, I'll add more chapters!

Li Lingzhen's lips curled into a smirk.

If Han Zhan knew what Li Lingzhen was thinking now, he would be amazed and applaud Li Lingzhen's professional dedication.

"Who are the other two? Who are they?" Han Zhan continued asking, unaware of Li Lingzhen's imaginative thoughts about the trio.

"Small fry." Li Lingzhen replied indifferently.

Meanwhile in the field, the two small fry retreated, leaving the battlefield to Li Changhao and Yi Fan.

"Interesting, let me spar with you."

As Yi Fan spoke, a thin golden glow began to spread across his skin, soon covering it completely.

His whole being seemed to have been painted with a thin layer of pale gold lacquer, even slightly blinding under the sunlight.

SS Level Talent, [Immortal].

Li Changhao snorted, without any clear movement, suddenly vanished from sight.

When he reappeared, he was above Yi Fan's head.

Li Changhao's fist came down powerfully.

His fist was hard, and with a full-powered strike, it fiercely collided with Yi Fan's crown.

This was a ruthless move, a finishing blow!

Clang!

The reverberation from the knuckle joints sent pain through Li Changhao's hand bones. As the sound echoed in his ears, he saw a fleeting golden glow atop Yi Fan's head.

The dissipating golden glow turned into sparkles, quickly consolidating again.

Repelled by the recoil, Li Changhao stepped back, trying to increase the distance.

Yi Fan, once a Combat Spirit Contract Master, wouldn't give him the chance.

Empowered by the golden glow, Yi Fan resembled a "golden man," shining brightly.

The talent [Immortal] was more than just defense; the golden aura surged within Yi Fan's body, benefiting his organs and meridian channels, and his power multiplied.

Yi Fan stomped backward, advancing instead, and his golden clenched fist slammed hard against Li Changhao's chest.

Struck by this punch, Li Changhao felt his breath stop, as if a giant Insect Race beast brutally rammed his chest.

Yet he didn't fly backward.

Li Changhao's feet remained firmly planted, the massive momentum pushing him sliding several meters back.

The ground furrowed into two long trenches.

"That's powerful!"

Li Changhao took Yi Fan's punch, but acted like he was unscathed, merely rubbing his chest with an excited look in his eyes.

Only Yi Fan knew that punch was the maximum power a Tier Four could unleash.

His gaze narrowed, realizing this arrogant young man who looked so young was tricky to deal with!

A faint mist suddenly formed atop Li Changhao's head.

"Let's go again!"

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