"Du Fan?"
When that Second Master of the Ye family heard this name, for some reason, his heart shook. He looked carefully at the man in front of him, seeing that he was dressed in a superior robe embroidered with dark patterns in white, holding a fan in his hand, with an outstanding face and elegant demeanour, which inexplicably, caused his gaze to widen uncontrollably.
"You, you are Du Fan? Du Fan who's under Ghost Doctor Feng Jiu?" The Second Master of the Ye family exclaimed, showing both shock and dismay.
"Precisely, that's me." The fan in Du Fan's hand gently fanned the wind as he looked at the Patriarch of the Ye Family, saying, "Not a Little Gigolo who came out from somewhere."
That Patriarch Ye's face was still gloomy, and the hand under his sleeve had tightened into a fist, "Breaking into my Ancestral Hall and talking nonsense here, is it because you think that my clansmen are so easy to cheat?"