536: Chapter 532 Li Zhaojun Becomes a Disciple 536: Chapter 532 Li Zhaojun Becomes a Disciple The next morning, Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun prepared a generous gift and drove to Zhuo Junwu’s house.
On the way, Ye Fan drove while glancing at Li Zhaojun several times.
Li Zhaojun, sitting calmly in the passenger seat, was looked at so many times that she asked, “Is something the matter?”
“Uh, actually, it’s nothing much,” Ye Fan said somewhat hesitantly.
Li Zhaojun smiled slightly and said, “Go on.”
“Hehe, uh, when we meet Aunt Qing Lian later,” Ye Fan said embarrassingly, “could you ask her how long it will be before we can, you know.”
Last night, he had been tormented by desire all night.
It wasn’t that he was lustful, but sleeping next to a wife as beautiful as a fairy, and both being deeply in love, yet unable to consummate—it was unbearable for anyone.
“Wouldn’t it be more appropriate for you to ask?” Li Zhaojun responded.
Ye Fan replied, “Aunt Qing Lian is a woman, and she’s quite young, in her thirties…”
“I understand, I’ll ask.” Li Zhaojun smiled faintly, giving Ye Fan a teasing glance with the corners of her eyes.
Ye Fan saw the look in her eyes and felt very embarrassed.
Previously, he didn’t care much about Li Zhaojun’s opinion, but now that he cared about her, he started to be somewhat conscious of his image in front of her, and it actually made him feel more inhibited.
After half an hour, Ye Fan drove up to Zhuo Junwu’s villa.
Upon seeing Zhuo Junwu, Zhuo Junwu was sitting at a stone table in the backyard, playing chess with Aunt Qing Lian.
Ye Fan didn’t dare to disturb them and quietly stood aside with Li Zhaojun to wait.
Luckily, the chess game was already in its final stages, and after about ten minutes, Zhuo Junwu and Aunt Qing Lian finished their game.
“Xiao Fan, you’re here,” the dignified Zhuo Junwu called out to Ye Fan affably.
Aunt Qing Lian then turned her gaze to Li Zhaojun, a smile hanging on her pretty face.
Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun stepped forward a few paces and respectfully greeted Zhuo Junwu and Aunt Qing Lian.
Zhuo Junwu and Aunt Qing Lian nodded with a smile, then Zhuo Junwu’s gaze fell on Li Zhaojun, his eyes slightly focused as he sized her up.
Not bad, right?” Aunt Qing Lian asked Zhuo Junwu with a smile.
Zhuo Junwu withdrew his gaze and said, “Indeed, she is a good prospect, it’s just a pity we discovered her a bit late.”
“Perhaps not,” Aunt Qing Lian responded.
The two fell silent after that.
Then, Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun began to express their gratitude to Aunt Qing Lian, presenting the generous gift.
Aunt Qing Lian accepted the gift without any refusal, then stood up, approached Li Zhaojun and said, “Zhao Jun, I have some things to discuss with you in private.
Would you be willing?”
“Zhao Jun is willing,” Li Zhaojun replied.
Following that, Aunt Qing Lian walked toward the back door with Li Zhaojun following, the two of them went back into the house together.
With no one else around, Zhuo Junwu smiled at Ye Fan, “Good disciple, come, join your master for a game of chess.”
“Sure thing,” Ye Fan replied with a smile, walking over and sitting across from Zhuo Junwu.
While playing chess, Ye Fan curiously asked, “Master, it seems Aunt Qing Lian is interested in Zhao Jun.”
Your wife’s talents are not inferior to yours,” Zhuo Junwu said.
“Aunt Qing Lian accidentally discovered this while treating her; for Zhao Jun, it was quite the surprise.”
Ye Fan couldn’t help but feel happy for Li Zhaojun.
Thereupon, he couldn’t help asking, “Why haven’t I seen Aunt Qing Lian before?”
“Strictly speaking, she is not your martial uncle, but a friend of your master.” Zhuo Junwu said, “Your wife being able to apprentice under her is truly a great fortune.
In the future, your wife’s accomplishments will surely be no less than yours.”
At this point, Zhuo Junwu couldn’t help but smile and said, “You’re quite lucky, lad, to have found such a good match.”
Next, Zhuo Junwu asked about the assassination attempt on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan detailed the entire course of events, regretting that he couldn’t take revenge with his own hands.
After hearing everything, Zhuo Junwu just smiled and didn’t ask any further.
After playing a game of chess, Li Zhaojun and Qing Lian had still not returned.
However, Zhuo Junwu went back to the villa’s first-floor hall.
Sitting down in the hall, Ye Fan gave Zhuo Junwu the pair of top-quality walnuts he had auctioned at the Yun Qi meeting in advance.
“You are thoughtful,” Zhuo Junwu said with a smile, playing with the walnuts in his hand.
“It’s what I should do,” Ye Fan said, starting to brew some tea.
Since there were no outsiders, Zhuo Junwu casually gave Ye Fan pointers on his ancient martial arts training.
More than an hour later, Li Zhaojun and Qing Lian finally came down the stairs.
Qing Lian’s pretty face bore a joyful smile, with Li Zhaojun following behind her, calm and composed.
Li Zhaojun and Zhuo Junwu stood up to greet them.
“Ha ha, congratulations on accepting such a fine disciple,” Zhuo Junwu said to Qing Lian with a bow.
This opportunity really benefitted from your influence,” Qing Lian said with a smile.
“Don’t mention it,” Zhuo Junwu laughed.
After having lunch at Zhuo Junwu’s home, Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun drove home.
On the way, Ye Fan congratulated Li Zhaojun while driving, “Zhao Jun, congratulations on getting a great master.
According to my master, Qing Lian is very impressive.”
It’s an opportunity,” Li Zhaojun replied calmly.
Ye Fan couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you willing?
You don’t seem very happy.”
“Of course, I’m willing,” Li Zhaojun said, “Now you and I are the same kind of people, which gives us more in common.
It’s just, I started too late and now I must train harder.”
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, having thought Li Zhaojun disliked ancient martial arts.
He comforted her, “It’s true, it requires hard work.
But, according to my master, you have great potential and will surely surpass others.
Besides, you have me.”
“Mm,” Li Zhaojun replied calmly.
Ye Fan then asked, “By the way, what kind of ancient martial arts are you training in?”
“I’ll keep it a secret for now,” Li Zhaojun said, “I’ll tell you once I see some progress.”
Ye Fan thought Li Zhaojun was shy about it, so he didn’t press further.
After a moment of silence, Li Zhaojun said, “Tomorrow we’ll return to Hua Hai City.”
“So soon?” Ye Fan said, slightly reluctant as it had been hard to get approval for a few extra days in the capital.
Li Zhaojun gave a slight nod, “Yes.”
Then she added, “Once we’re back in Hua Hai City, you’ll have to continue staying in a hotel for a while.
My master will come to live in the villa to train me.”
“No problem,” Ye Fan nodded, understanding that Li Zhaojun had just taken on a master and needed to seriously devote herself to her training, “How long will it take?”
“About six months,” Li Zhaojun said.
Ye Fan felt a bit regretful inside, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to stay in the country long after this year.
Also, because Li Zhaojun was learning ancient martial arts, he didn’t know how long it would be before he and Li Zhaojun could truly live together as husband and wife.
That evening, in the second-floor living room, after chatting with Qiao Feixuan and Ning Huwen until after ten, Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun finally went to their room to take baths and prepare for bed.
Ye Fan’s heart was filled with anticipation; now that Li Zhaojun’s injuries had healed, there should be no restrictions.