Chapter 304 - The Yi Clan Sisters

Chapter 304 - The Yi Clan Sisters

When Chen Fan opened his eyes, a throbbing headache greeted him, and the first sight that met his gaze was a white fabric roof.

Momentarily taken aback, he soon found himself engulfed in a wave of excruciating pain coursing through him, forcing him to draw sharp breaths. Sweat poured down his forehead, and his contorted face reflected the agony he felt.

Despite the unbearable pain, he felt an odd sense of relief. It appeared he had escaped drowning and survived Zhao Tianjue's haphazard bombardment.

Suddenly, a melodious voice, akin to a silver bell, reached his ears. Then, a tender face appeared in front of Chen Fan’s eyes.

“Sister, this mister has woken up.”

Chen Fan blinked a few times. He looked at the tender face above him, a pair of big eyes looking back at him with curiosity as he regained consciousness.

“Mister, you’re finally awake.”

The speaker was a little girl in her early teens. She was pretty, like a fair porcelain doll; her big eyes were bright and intelligent.

“You’re awake.” Another gentle voice rang out.

Chen Fan looked over to find a young woman of around seventeen or eighteen next to the teen.

She wore a long, light green dress, possessed waist-length hair, and boasted a lovely figure. Her oval face was pretty, and her facial features were rather similar to the teen's. They were probably blood-related sisters.

The young woman’s gaze fell on Chen Fan, and within her eyes was a hint of cautiousness.

Laying on the soft carpet, Chen Fan blinked his eyes and asked, “Where am I?”

“I am Yi Qiushui, and this is my little sister, Yi Ling'er. We're from the Yi Clan in Thousand Waters City. Ling'er spotted you unconscious by the riverbank, and we brought you into the carriage,” explained Yi Qiushui.

Her gaze wandered, and she addressed Chen Fan, “Right, why were you unconscious by the River of Rage? I examined you; you have severe internal and external injuries. Did you fall into the River of Rage after fighting someone and drifted downstream?”

Yi Qiushui asked a series of questions, giving Chen Fan a slight headache. He said weakly, "May I get up first?”

“Of course.” Yi Qiushui nodded, helping Chen Fan up from his prone position on the carpet.

“I’m Chen Fan. Indeed, I fell into the River of Rage during a battle," he admitted.

“Oh? So, you’re not a citizen of the Wuning Empire?” Yi Qiushui's brows relaxed slightly, but her eyes remained cautiously vigilant.

The entrance of the Yi Clan mansion had two huge stone lion statues, looking mighty and domineering. They were rather prominent.

The guards saw Yi Qiushui and Yi Ling’er exiting the carriage and bowed slightly, greeting them.

“First Young Miss, Second Young Miss.”

Just beyond the mansion gates lay a vast martial arts arena, where members of the Yi Clan engaged in sparring and learned from one another.

Most participants appeared young, with cultivation levels hovering around the fourth or fifth level of the Qigong realm. Older individuals, reaching the sixth or seventh-level Qigong, assumed instructor roles.

The Yi Clan's strength predominantly resided in the Qigong realm, reminiscent of the early days of the now-powerful Chen Clan.

Even so, the large clan was filled with vigor.

“Sister Qiushui is back.”

“Ling’er has returned.”

Many people noticed Yi Qiushui and Qi Ling’er and came over, greeting them with warm smiles.

Since Chen Fan was walking together with the Yi Clan’s sisters, it was inevitable that he drew many of their gazes, sizing him up.

That was especially true for the Yi Clan juniors around Yi Qiushui’s age. Their gazes contained traces of jealousy.

In the Yi Clan, Yi Qiushui was the most beautiful woman. Even in Thousand Waters City, she was the number one young beauty, not to mention she had a modest and gentle nature. On top of that, she was also the daughter of the patriarch. It was inevitable that many of the young and vigorous youths adored her.

Seeing Yi Qiushui return with an unfamiliar young man, they immediately marked Chen Fan as their imagined romantic rival.

Chen Fan rubbed his brow. Yi Qiushui was beloved in the Yi Clan. He could tell from the gazes of these youths toward him.

Chen Fan did not mind the angry gazes of these young and vigorous youths. It was only natural.

Yi Qiushui was indeed very pretty. It was normal for people to admire her.

“Heehee, Mister Chen Fan, you have to be careful. It’s not only in the clan; Sister has many suitors in the whole of Thousand Waters City,” Yi Ling’er whispered to Chen Fan, blinking her bright and intelligent eyes.

Chen Fan smiled helplessly, harboring no romantic intentions toward Yi Qiushui.