Seeing his master take the medicine, Yang Fan also revealed a relieved expression.
However, he had no idea that although this was a life-saving divine medicine, it had now become his master's death warrant.
Old Ghost Nie only knew half of the story about this pill, not the other half.
He didn't know that after taking the pill, there was a temporary period of weakness.
Although Old Ghost Nie wasn't particularly fond of the Zhao family, he had unwavering faith in their pills.
Zhao Yunhai had also calculated the precise timing for Yang Fan's master, Old Ghost Nie, to take the medicine.
Given Yang Fan's impatient nature and Old Ghost Nie's urgent desire to heal his internal injuries.
Once a life-saving elixir appeared before him, he would take it within half an hour at most.
After all, in all their years of knowing each other, they hadn't found any medicinal pills to treat his internal injuries.
Now, hope was within reach, and no one could refuse such a temptation.
Seeing his master take the elixir, Yang Fan also confidently walked out of his master's seclusion area, a look of relief on his face.
His master's internal injuries would soon be healed, and he would then break through from the peak of Xiantian to the apex of Xiantian.
At that time, the master and disciple would have the strength to fight against the Zhao family.
Poor Yang Fan was unaware that in his eyes, Xiantian peak was the pinnacle, but in the eyes of the Zhao family, it was nothing special.
Zhao Yunhai and his entourage were getting closer and closer to Yang Fan's location.
The reaper's scythe was almost at his throat, yet Yang Fan lay on a rocking chair outside with a relaxed expression, eagerly awaiting his master's emergence from seclusion.
"Stop."
Zhao Yunhai suddenly waved his hand backward, and the people behind him immediately halted.
"Xiao Hai, what is it?"
Old Feng, seeing Xiao Hai suddenly stop, couldn't help but ask.
"Yang Fan is a vigilant person. If we approach him aggressively, won't it give him time to prepare for escape?"
"After all, this is his stronghold. If he doesn't have a few escape routes, I wouldn't believe it myself."
Zhao Yunhai felt that his opponent was, after all, the protagonist. If he were to sense something amiss, and manage to escape, it would be difficult to find him again.
"Si Jinyan." Zhao Yunhai suddenly called out.
"Yun Shao, I understand."
Si Jinyan quickly took out a drone and released it.
Times have changed. Technology not only simplifies people's lives but can also be used to strike against martial artists.
Yang Fan, as Zhao Yunhai had predicted, could not detect the drone in the sky.
This was a small drone, incorporating numerous technological advancements and special materials, disguised as a bird capable of flying.
After all, wasn't it normal to see birds in the sky?
Moreover, such birds were quite common in these deep mountains and old forests.
Si Jinyan had long considered such details.
Old Feng, observing the situation, couldn't help but sigh.
"Drones, modern technology is truly advanced.
"In my era, there was no such convenience. Sometimes, for information that could have been obtained with just a closer approach, many lives were lost."
Zhao Yunhai, not having lived in that era, naturally couldn't understand that feeling.
"That's why this is the era of us young people."
"Old Feng, please don't dwell on it. At your age, you should be in the rear, enjoying the rest of your life."
"By the way, Old Feng, there's something I'm not sure if I should ask."
Zhao Yunhai suddenly thought of Old Feng's current situation and hesitated before asking.
"What is it? Go ahead and say it."
Old Feng, seeing Xiao Hai's expression, knew what he wanted to ask and couldn't help but sigh to himself.
Zhao Yunhai looked at Old Feng and spoke directly.
"I've heard that Old Feng has never married or had children. Was there a particularly unforgettable woman back then, a regret?"
After all, no matter what kind of woman Old Feng fancied, with the power of the Zhao family, it was impossible for him not to have her.
It must be known that even in his youth, Old Feng was a pillar of strength for the Zhao family.
Old Feng couldn't help but smile, his gaze lost in memory as he gradually spoke of the past.
"The years of the sea of blood, I do not regret the past."
"Some things, no matter how strong you are, once missed, can never be rectified. There is no regret medicine in life."
"For me, that feeling was the budding of youth, the germination of young love."
"If I had been a little stronger back then, just a little stronger, perhaps she wouldn't have died. She lay in my arms, covered in blood, and I could do nothing."
"Even after I annihilated the enemy and tortured the killer to death, I still lacked the courage to visit her grave."
"I've never spoken these words to anyone, not even within the family."
"I loved her, and I always kept those words hidden in my heart. I thought I would have the chance to say them one day, but it never came."
"So, Xiao Hai, if you like someone, act on it. Don't wait until you regret it to realize it's too late."
"If you can't do it, tell me, and I'll help you. If I can't, I'll find someone to help you."
After listening, Zhao Yunhai felt a sense of emotion.
He had originally thought it was a regret that could be forcefully obtained, but it turned out to be a deep sorrow for a lost loved one.
"Yun Shao, Old Ghost Nie has emerged from seclusion."
Si Jinyan suddenly announced.
"Everyone, move out."
Zhao Yunhai apologized to Old Feng and then gestured for the people behind him to follow.
"It's alright. These words have been bottled up for decades, and speaking them now makes me feel much better."
Old Feng said with a smile, not minding at all.
"Junior, I will need to ask Old Feng for your help later. After this mission, I will accompany Old Feng to visit an old friend!"
Zhao Yunhai knew that Old Feng deeply wished to visit his old friend's grave and pour out his heart.
But he had never been able to overcome that hurdle in his heart, hence he hadn't visited in decades.
Zhao Yunhai believed that Old Feng truly longed to go.
Upon hearing this, Old Feng opened his mouth but ultimately did not refuse.
Meanwhile, upon seeing his master emerge, Yang Fan immediately asked if his internal injuries had healed.
Old Ghost Nie said with great joy,
"Hahaha, after so many years of struggling with my internal injuries, they are finally healed. Soon, my strength will reach the apex of Xiantian."
Yang Fan smiled happily, "Congratulations, Master."
"Taking you as a disciple is the most correct decision of my life."
Just as the master and disciple were cherishing beautiful prospects for the future, the uninvited guests had arrived.
"Yo yo yo, such a touching master-disciple moment."
Zhao Yunhai and the group behind him appeared not far away.
"Zhao Yunhai."
Yang Fan's gaze furrowed instantly, and he said coldly.
"Disciple, who is this Zhao Yunhai?"
Old Ghost Nie already had an answer in his heart: the Zhao family had arrived.
Moreover, some faces behind this young man seemed familiar.
But even if they were familiar, they were definitely not friends. He had very few friends outside, so they must be enemies.