To avoid causing panic and negatively affecting Qin Si Xuan’s concert, Lin Fan quickly grabbed the diamond-shaped dart with a wave of his hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

After greeting the makeup artist, Lin Fan headed out to find a secluded spot before detaching and opening the paper from the dart.

On the paper, a few large, scrawled words read: "Bird’s Nest summit, I await you, a battle to the death!"

The words were few, but it was clear the opposition harbored killing intent!

Moreover, the chosen location was the summit of Bird’s Nest, which undoubtedly made Lin Fan furrow his brows tightly.

Ignoring the opponent’s strength, the chosen location for the duel itself was extremely dangerous.

After all, Bird’s Nest is constructed using steel pieces, and it is not solid but hollowed out, one can only stand on the steel. If someone accidentally falls into a hollow area, the consequences are unimaginable!

"I wonder who dares challenge me?" Lin Fan crumpled the paper into a ball and tossed it into a trash can three meters away, his face showing no sign of concern, instead, a sly cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Fan then left without hesitation, seeking a ladder leading to the top of Bird’s Nest and quickly climbed up when he saw no one around!

It was still winter; Yanjing nights were very cold, and not long ago, several days of snow fell in Yanjing. The snow atop Bird’s Nest had not melted, each steel beam covered in ice, making walking on it very dangerous, a slight misstep leading to a fall.

Luckily, Lin Fan had a solid foundation from the guidance of an old master since childhood, though he dared not be careless, even cautiously, he moved fast.

In the hollow design of Bird’s Nest, as Lin Fan reached the edge of the summit, a figure was standing right there.

The figure appeared quite thin, carrying a huge sword on the shoulder with one hand while holding a gourd jug, constantly pouring wine from it.

The man’s ears flicked, easily hearing the sound from behind, yet he showed no concern. Instead, after taking a gulp of wine, he swung the huge sword, pointing at the still-boisterous concert below.

He said to Lin Fan behind him, "I didn’t expect people outside actually love the singing woman so much; in Martial World, singing women are merely entertainers, the lowest occupation."

"Martial World and the outside world are entirely different, don’t measure the outside world by Martial World standards," Lin Fan said solemnly.

"Haha! Lin Fan, you speak as if you’re not someone from the Martial World." The man laughed twice before slowly turning around.

A lean face with slender eyes carrying a tinge of ice. There was no doubt that this person was Du Mo Ye, the Young Master of Ten Thousand Evils Hall!

Yet upon hearing Du Mo Ye’s words, Lin Fan raised an inquisitive brow and said, "You know my name?"

"The Young Sect Leader of Sun and Moon Divine Sect, the renowned number one young martial artist, how could I not have heard your name." Du Mo Ye chuckled.

"Then who are you?" Lin Fan asked in puzzlement.

"I... consider myself your rival; should I kill you today, I would be your nemesis!" Du Mo Ye arrogantly laughed.

"Hehe! Kill me? You probably don’t have the strength, though I’ve never spared nameless spirits; tell me your name, maybe tomorrow, if I’m in a good mood, I’ll light incense for you," Lin Fan replied coldly.

Since Du Mo Ye wasn’t giving face, Lin Fan naturally wouldn’t speak kindly, his words sharp and antagonistic. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Strangely enough, Du Mo Ye wasn’t offended; instead, he laughed heartily, "I heard Lin Fan had a sharp tongue and fangs; it turns out to be true indeed. Very well, let me tell you my name, listen up, I am Du Mo Ye!"

"Du Mo Ye?"

Upon hearing these three words, Lin Fan furrowed his brows tightly!

Speaking of the entire Martial World’s young generation, if there is someone Lin Fan considers a worthy opponent, Du Mo Ye definitely counts as one!

At ten, not below the realm of Dark Force; at twenty, stepping into Huajin, earlier than Lin Fan!

However, Ten Thousand Evils Hall has been even more mysterious than Sun and Moon Divine Sect these years; its disciples seldom wander in Martial World, only upon Lin Fan’s emergence did he hear of Du Mo Ye.

Reportedly, he was besieged by three peak Dark Force loose cultivators; everyone thought Du Mo Ye would perish in that ambush, but the result defied expectations.

Du Mo Ye slew all three, though heavily injured and narrowly surviving, yet the outcome stirred a great wave in Martial World!

Du Mo Ye was merely eighteen back then!

Due to the competition between Sun and Moon Divine Sect and Ten Thousand Evils Hall, many have compared Lin Fan and Du Mo Ye, although they never met, they considered each other as lifelong adversaries, someone to kill!

Both were prideful, neither allowing the other to surpass them?

Just then, Du Mo Ye laughed, "Seems... you have heard of me!"

"As the Young Master of Ten Thousand Evils Hall, how could I not have heard of you!" Lin Fan said calmly.

"Haha! Compared to your great reputation in the Martial World, I’m far behind, Lin Fan." Du Mo Ye laughed.

"Tell me why you’re challenging me outside Martial World?" Lin Fan asked puzzled.

Both were from Martial World, even if needing a battle to the death, it should be resolved within Martial World, per its rules. Yet now, they stood in Yanjing, not the Martial World.

"Wherever there are people, there is Martial World, isn’t it?" Du Mo Ye chuckled.

"A fine ’where there are people, there is Martial World’, in respect of these words, I’ll grant you a swift death." Lin Fan smiled lightly.

"Good! I admire your straightforward nature and resolution; if we weren’t rivals, I’d want to swear brotherhood with you!" Du Mo Ye laughed heartily.

Sadly, Lin Fan glanced at Du Mo Ye’s shabby attire, without any interest, shook his head, saying, "Sorry, I don’t have the habit of swearing brotherhood with beggars."

"Then we can only be nemeses!" Du Mo Ye said.

"Enough said, my woman is below having her concert; I’ll kill you swiftly, then accompany her!" Lin Fan shouted.

His arms vibrated, Powerful Qi surged into his arms, ready to strike at any moment!

Facing such a top opponent as Du Mo Ye, Lin Fan dared not take risks lightly!