I Just Won't Play By The Book Chapter 195

Because Wu Qingce was a disciple of Sect of Returning Hearts, Ye Fan had always disliked him in the beginning. But now, he had slowly climbed out of the world full of resentment and hatred. He had become much more rational when he was interacting with people, doing things, and thinking about problems.

After Ye Fan let go of his hatred, he realized that Instructor Wu was really very strong. He was the number one young cultivator in Fengzhou. This was a dignified honor in the entire province. It was something that Ye Fan could not touch. It was also something that he couldn't imagine.

And such a person was actually here especially for him.

“Could it be that I have a chance to become as strong as Instructor Wu…?”

When this thought appeared in his mind, Ye Fan's feeling as if he was about to break through some shackles appeared again.

But it was different this time because he had changed. He understood that this was his desire that had been dormant for a long time! The desire to become stronger!

Therefore, when the time for cultivation ended, Ye Fan immediately went to look for Wu Qingce.

“Instructor Wu, I… I have a question to ask

you.”

Looking at Ye Fan who took the initiative to look for him for the first time, Wu Qingce found that Ye Fan's eyes had become much clearer. The expression on his face carried less grudge and hatred towards this world.

“Let's walk around the town. We'll talk while we walk.”

“Okay.”

Following Wu Qingce to the main street of Jiyuan Town, Ye Fan opened his mouth several times, but he did not know how to ask.

“I used to be the same as you.”

Hearing Wu Qingce's words, Ye Fan was stunned at first, then he asked, “Instructor, when you say the same, do you mean…?” “As weak as you, and I also once thought that I would fight against the whole world alone.”

“I…” Ye Fan wanted to explain, but he found that Wu Qingce was right. Ever since he lost his talent in cultivation, he had always plagued by this negative thought.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fan asked, “Then Instructor Wu, what is your current thought?”

Wu Qingce turned his head and answered, “That is my own answer, and what you need to find now is your own answer.”

After saying that, Wu Qingce stopped and bought two pieces of dragon beard crisps from a stall next to him. He gave one to Ye Fan and said, “Take your time to think. I believe that you will find the answer just like me.”

After saying that, he patted Ye Fan's shoulder and left with a wave of his hand.

Looking at Instructor Wu's back, Ye Fan put the dragon beard crisps in his hand into his mouth.

The taste of the dragon beard crisps in his mouth was clear. Once it entered his mouth, it was immediately melted, and it gave a sweet aftertaste.

Suddenly, Ye Fan understood.

“Instructor Wu is using the dragon beard crisps to tell me the that after the bitter the sweetness comes!'

This made Ye Fan feel that the dragon beard crisps in his mouth became even sweeter.

Just as Ye Fan was about to buy two more pieces of dragon beard crisps, he turned his head and realized that he had unknowingly arrived in front of the Taoju Inn.

Thinking that Mr. Song was inside, Ye Fan immediately realized that Instructor Wu must have brought him here on purpose.

After thanking Instructor Wu in his heart, Ye Fan turned around and walked towards the Taoju Inn.

Watching Ye Fan walk into the inn, Wu Qing Ce, who was hiding not far away, took out a slip of paper from his silk pouch and read it carefully again.

“Hmm, the lines are correct. Then there should be no problem.”

This was the first time Ye Fan came to the Taoju Inn because he spent all his time on cultivation. Currently, his cultivation speed was very slow, that was he had to make up for it with diligence. Otherwise, he would really be a trash for the rest of his life.

As a member of the Ye family, Ye Fan still had some privileges. He did not need to line up outside. After saying his name, he was welcomed into the lobby by the waiter.

After ordering a pot of spring welcoming wine, Ye Fan began to look for Boss Song.

“Brother Shen, my red flame grass grows much faster than you.”

“So what? The color of your red flame grass is obviously not as bright as mine.”

“How can it not be as bright as yours? It's clearly bright red, even redder than the face of the courtesan of the fragrant brothel. I'm sure it will refine a good pill in the future.”

Listening to the discussions of the people at the window, Ye Fan also went over to take a look. He discovered that there were dozens of red flame grass planted beside the inn. In front of each red flame grass hung a wooden plaque with name written on it. Moreover, he had heard of some of these names before.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have suddenly understood why this Taoju Inn could become a place for the various large families to stay for a short period of time.

“Hello, Boss Song.”

“Boss Song, come over and have a drink.”

“Boss Song, these are the few paintings and calligraphy that I bought recently. Please help me appraise it.”

“Boss Song, the method that you taught me last time was simply amazing! This is a thank you gift. Please don't stand on ceremony with

me.”

“Boss Song, you have to help me this time. Otherwise, I won't be able to open this theater.”

Just as he returned to his seat, Ye Fan suddenly heard the sound of people greeting Mr. Song. He looked up and saw Mr. Song slowly walking down from the second floor. Many customers who were originally drinking surrounded him.

“”It seems that Mr. Song is not only praised in Ye family, but he is also very popular in the entire Jiyuan Town.'

Ye Fan watched Mr. Song calmly deal with every important person in Jiyuan Town. It could be said that everyone came here on the spur of the moment and returned with satisfaction.

“Boss Yan, your theater business looked good two days ago. What's the matter now?”

Boss Yan waved his hand and sighed, “Sigh. A few days ago, I didn't charge any money so that I could attract people. As soon as I charged money for the ticket, nobody wants to come again. Those people are really stingy.” Gu Qinghuan laughed after hearing that, “When I went to the theater last time, I tasted your fried peanuts. They were really good.”

“Peanuts?” Boss Yan was stunned for a moment. “If Boss Song likes them, I'll ask my servants to send more to you.” After hearing that, Gu Qinghuan shook his head. “No need. What I mean is your peanuts can be of great use, Boss Yan.”

“Oh? Please teach me, Boss Song.”

“Boss Yan, when you go back now, put up a sign saying that whoever buys tickets will get a plate of peanuts for free. Also, send some people to the town to spread the word.”

“Ah?” Boss Yan was stunned after hearing that. “Well… I don't have much profit to begin with, and there aren't many customers, so why would I give them food? Then I won't be able to run my theater.”

Gu Qinghuan shook his head with a smile. “Boss Yan, you'll know when you try it. If it doesn't work, I will pay for tomorrow's show.”

“Boss Song, what are you talking about? How can I not believe you? Fine! I'll go back and do it right now. Thank you very much!”

After Boss Yan left, Gu Qinghuan took the opportunity to sit at Ye Fan's table and poured himself a glass of wine.

Ye Fan, who had been listening to the conversation, couldn't help but ask, “Mr. Song, did the idea you gave the theater owner really work?”

After taking a sip of the wine, Gu Qinghuan answered, “If you're interested, you can go and take a look yourself tonight.”

“Okay, I'll definitely go.” After saying that, Ye Fan continued, “Mr. Song, I also have something to ask you.”

“Go ahead.”

“I…” Ye Fan opened his mouth but didn't know how to ask the question. After pouring himself another cup of wine, Gu Qinghuan looked at Ye Fan, who was hesitating to speak, and asked, “What do you think power is?”

“What is power?” Ye Fan thought about it for a while, and then tried to answer, “A high enough cultivation level?”

“Then you can't call yourself a strong practitioner if you don't have high cultivation level?”

“Well… not really.”

Standing up with the wine cup in his hand, Gu Qinghuan turned to look at Ye Fan and said, “Follow this train of thought and think about it carefully.”

Then he left.

Seeing Mr. Song leave, Ye Fan was deep in his own thought.

Whether it was Mr. Song, Mr. Lin, or instructor Wu, all three of them could be said to have perfectly matched the image of strong practitioner in his mind, and their words were too artistic.

At this moment, he thought over Mr. Lin's words again.

Instructor Wu, as the number one young cultivator in Fengzhou, was naturally an absolute powerhouse who possessed power.

Although Mr. Song did not know how high his cultivation level was, with his current connections, the power he could use in this Jiyuan Town was definitely not inferior to anyone else. This was naturally a kind of power.

And then that's Mr. Lin. At such a young age, he was already a tier 3 alchemist. He was a top-notch genius even in the entire Lanzhou. The power he could use was unimaginable.

Three powerful persons were paying attention to him. Ye Fan felt that he definitely had some potential that even he himself couldn't imagine.

Chapter end