At the same time, the tightly shut door was pushed open, and several figures appeared at the entrance.
The one in the lead was the man with the gray stubble from the Porsche, holding a gun, his gaze menacing.
These people were lean and exuded a bandit-like aura.
Ye Sihai raised a hand, signaling his men to stand down, and said, "Chen Tianjiao, your strength is indeed extraordinary. This is precisely why I admire you."
"But I don't admire you!"
Chen Fan glanced at the spirit tablet and said indifferently, "If it weren't for your connection to the annihilated Sihai Gang, and your previous schemes and disrespect towards my companions, you wouldn't have it easy."
"Also, I don't know where you got the nerve to recruit me. Do you know who I am? Your actions are simply foolish and laughable!"
"Chen Fan, Mr. Long, the eldest young master of the Chen family?"
Ye Sihai said, "Besides these, what other identities do you have?"
"You're asking me?"
Chen Fan's expression was disdainful and mocking, "You dare to lure me here without understanding my background. I don't know whether to call you fearless due to ignorance, or simply foolish."
Ye Sihai's expression grew increasingly unpleasant.
"Young Master, this brat dares to speak so arrogantly and insult you. We'll kill him!"
An elder on Ye Sihai's side said.
The burly man at the door pointed his gun at Chen Fan.
But before Chen Fan could even move, his vision blurred, and the gun in his hand was gone.
At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his knee. His knee involuntarily bent, and with a thud, he knelt on the ground.
The dark muzzle of the gun now pointed at his head.
"Weren't you having enough fun on the road just now?"
Chen Fan's voice was chilling.
The others aimed their guns at Chen Fan, each shouting angrily.
Chen Fan shifted the muzzle and directly pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the gray-bearded man grunted, looking at Chen Fan in disbelief.
Ye Sihai's other subordinates trembled and immediately opened fire.
Chen Fan, however, flicked his hand, the muzzle spinning.
With a series of gunshots, the companions of the gray-bearded man felt their hands go light; their guns had all been shot away.
Before they could react, they were stunned by Chen Fan's terrifyingly accurate marksmanship.
"Be careful!"
Wei Bingying cried out in alarm.
Chen Fan dropped the gun and calmly turned, throwing a punch.
A figure was blasted back like a cannonball, crashing into the spirit tablets.
"Ye Sihai, if your subordinates dare to make a move, then you remnants of the Sihai Gang will end here. All of you will die in this Ye family ancestral hall."
Chen Fan spoke indifferently, his tone icy.
Ye Sihai's face darkened. "Chen Tianjiao, you want to die? Do you really think we can't do anything to you?"
"It's not that I underestimate you, but with a bunch of trash like you, even ten times more wouldn't be enough to matter."
Chen Fan's tone was indifferent and contemptuous.
"You think you can find revenge for the Brotherhood? You're far from it!"
Ye Sihai's face was grim. "Chen Tianjiao, you..."
"Arrogance has its capital."
Looking at Ye Sihai's indignant subordinates, Chen Fan said coldly, "At least, the Brotherhood knows my identity and wouldn't dare to come here to die. But you, Ye Yunchen, are ignorant and foolish!"
'Ye Sihai' trembled at the words. "How do you know my name?"
"What's so difficult about that?"
Chen Fan sneered, "Ye Sihai had three sons and four daughters. The only one whose age matches is Ye Yunchen. It is said that when the Sihai Gang was destroyed, the entire Ye family perished. Now it seems that news was likely inaccurate."
Ye Yunchen stared at Chen Fan. "You investigated me?"
"What's strange about that?"
Chen Fan said calmly, "Do you think I'm like you, acting recklessly without investigating anything? Trying to recruit me, the young master of the long-vanished Sihai Gang? You're quite laughable."
Sensing the disdain in Chen Fan's tone, Ye Yunchen's face darkened.
He had thought he was superior, coming with his trump cards, able to make Chen Fan submit.
Instead, his face had been slapped repeatedly.
"The Brotherhood, how could I not understand? Otherwise, why would I be looking for you?"
Ye Yunchen let out a cold hmph, but now he calmed down. He waved his hand, "All of you, go outside and stand guard."
"Yes, Young Master!"
The former members of the Sihai Gang exchanged glances before retreating from the ancestral hall.
"Miss Wei, please also wait outside."
Ye Yunchen said again.
Wei Bingying looked at Chen Fan.
"Bingying, go to the next room. Don't listen to the conversation here; it's not good for you."
Chen Fan nodded to Wei Bingying.
Although Wei Bingying was filled with worry, she knew that the matters involved today were too terrifying, and the less she knew, the better. With a heart full of unease, she also went inside.
The atmosphere became much quieter. Ye Yunchen then said coldly, "Chen Tianjiao, do you really think my background is that simple?"
"Oh?" Chen Fan asked, surprised. "Besides being the young master of the Sihai Gang, do you have other trump cards?"
"Hmph!"
Ye Yunchen said, "I narrowly escaped death back then and was saved by a mysterious person. I went overseas and was fortunate enough to be taken in as a disciple. Upon my return, I am currently contacting my father's old subordinates to prepare!"
"When my senior brothers and master arrive, Chen Tianjiao, even if you are a martial arts grandmaster, you will be nothing! Not to mention you haven't reached the level of a martial arts grandmaster?"
Chen Fan was indeed somewhat surprised by this.
Ye Yunchen's words didn't seem like a lie. Otherwise, given the Brotherhood's modus operandi, he, a remnant of the Sihai Gang, wouldn't have survived this long.
Moreover, Ye Yunchen's martial arts cultivation was not bad; he should be at the peak of the Huajin realm. This indicated that his master was no ordinary person.
However, Chen Fan simply said leisurely, "It seems you're quite incompetent and haven't learned your master's skills."
"You..."
Ye Yunchen felt as if he had accumulated more anger in this single day than in the entire past year.
"I won't argue with you."
Forcing down his temper, Ye Yunchen said, "When my senior brothers arrive, you will naturally know better and apologize to me."
Chen Fan let out a sneer.
"I won't waste any more words. I have what you want."
Ye Yunchen said again.
"Oh? What is it?" Chen Fan's eyes lit up.
Ye Yunchen took out his phone, opened a video, and handed it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan took it and his gaze sharpened.
The video clearly showed a dragon-patterned compass.
The video was very clear, with the dragon patterns and inscriptions on the compass visible in exquisite detail. Its texture was clear and robust, and it was by no means fake.
Moreover, the inscriptions on it were consistent with Chen Fan's compass fragments, yet they contained new content.
After watching, Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Ye Yunchen, saying, "Where is the item!"
"Naturally, it's not in the country."
Ye Yunchen finally gained the upper hand, a hint of triumph showing in his eyes. "Originally, if you had submitted to me and worked for me, I wouldn't have minded giving you this item as a show of sincerity."
"But now, I've changed my mind. You can only get the compass fragment in the video if you can satisfy me!"
Chen Fan stared at Ye Yunchen, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Then he slowly said, "The mysterious person who saved you back then, was their name 'Sanren'?"