Yan Beihan’s cunning eyes revealed thoughtfulness.

"The Night Demon’s words... seem flawless, the information doesn’t match, yet under heaven, there are few who can make the Yin Shen Palace, those millennium-old foxes, speak like this, meeting the criteria."

Yan Beihan pondered deeply.

He thought of Fang Che. That troublesome guy, there was indeed some fit.

But Fang Che... doesn’t seem like it.

The evil qi on Night Demon is so concentrated it seems tangible, even if not in battle, standing at a distance one can feel it.

And that’s Night Demon restraining it. Yet on Fang Che, there’s a clear breeze and bright moon.

Completely two different auras!

One like a blood sea demon, another like an immortal in the heavens.

Other things can be disguised, but the aura that seeps through from the bones is hard to change.

Yan Beihan thought for a long time, but felt the more he thought, the more chaotic his thoughts became.

He simply got up to find Yan Nan.

"Grandfather."

"Oh, girl, what brings you here?"

"I suspect the Night Demon’s identity." Yan Beihan said with some distress.

Sitting on a chair in front of Yan Nan, she curled her two long legs, hugged her shins, and rested her chin on her knees.

This was the expression and action his granddaughter made when she was quite troubled.

Yan Nan immediately became interested: "Oh? The identity of Night Demon? So what do you suspect?"

"I suspect Night Demon is that Fang Che." Yan Beihan said: "The two overlap a bit."

Yan Nan’s expression didn’t change, but his heart suddenly shook.

"This guess is simply..."

Yan Nan chuckled, with some amusement: "Don’t you find it a bit ridiculous yourself?"

"I also find it ridiculous, so I’m asking you." Yan Beihan said.

"Then tell me your reasons for suspecting." Yan Nan said amusedly: "Why didn’t you suspect Dongfang Sansan is the Night Demon?"

The fact that his granddaughter could suspect like this made Yan Nan’s mind sound an alarm.

If even Yan Beihan could suspect this way, then what about others? Could there be obvious loopholes in the Night Demon’s matters?

"Mainly because the Yin Shen Palace once said, he said, I’ve seen many handsome gentlemen in my life at Yin Shen Palace, but no one can match the Night Demon!"

Yan Beihan mimicked the tone of the Yin Shen Palace when saying this, incredibly lifelike, then said: "And of all the so-called gentlemen I’ve seen, the only one who can bear the evaluation of the Yin Shen Palace is that Fang Che from the Guardian’s side."

Yan Nan immediately relaxed.

The problem actually lies with that Yin Shen Palace guy!

That guy only said such an evaluation one night, he didn’t expect Yan Beihan to remember it so firmly!

He shook his head and said: "You’d best abandon this guess."

"Why?" Yan Beihan refused to accept and asked: "But my intuition is that Night Demon is Fang Che! My intuition is never wrong!"

Yan Nan cursed inwardly at a woman’s intuition, saying calmly and amusingly: "But this time it’s wrong, because grandfather knows very clearly who the Night Demon is."

"Then who is he?"

Yan Beihan’s spirit was instantly lifted.

"I can’t tell you that." Yan Nan squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Humph, grandpa, you’re so bad!"

Yan Beihan was about to act spoiled, but seeing Yan Nan’s tired look, she felt heartache, twisted her waist, and walked out: "Hmph, if you don’t tell me, I’ll find out myself! I don’t believe I can’t discover it! Grandpa, you should rest early too!"

Yan Beihan walked away.

Yan Nan quickly gathered the fatigue he had just put on his face, sighed: "One must admit... women are truly mysterious creatures!"

He sighed again.

Although Yan Beihan is his granddaughter, this matter truly shouldn’t be known to her.

The girl is young after all, while her intelligence might be outstanding among peers, compared to those old foxes, she’s still far behind.

If she ever encounters Night Demon or Fang Che, any slight change in expression can reveal something.

All of Night Demon’s undercover efforts, his entire plan, would instantly turn into water.

This is the magic treasure to win against Dongfang Sansan, under no circumstances should it go wrong.

"Dongfang Sansan already suspects Fang Che, supposedly there was a mental shock once on the Flying Boat... can’t let anything else happen."

Yan Nan muttered to himself.

Dongfang Sansan didn’t keep this matter secret. So after getting off the Flying Boat, the news still got out.

As soon as it got out, Yan Nan immediately knew.

"Dongfang Sansan noticed something... sigh, the matter with that Sun Yuan, and what happened with the Night Demon in Bibo City back then, there are indeed aftereffects."

"How to resolve this?"

Yan Nan frowned, pondering hard.

He only knew one thing: this matter, as long as Dongfang Sansan is suspicious, as long as his suspicion is not dispelled, the Night Demon will never be heavily used!

This is certain!

Therefore, this matter is of utmost urgency.

"Sigh, the sect’s methods are indeed too rough... such a great merit, yet unable to completely reassure Dongfang, showing just how crude things were back then!"

...

Fang Che finished his communication with Yan Beihan and immediately reopened communication with Yin Shen Palace: "Master, just now Lord Yan Beihan asked why I didn’t participate in the friendship battle, I said I was out on a mission, looking for the Seven Yin Reviving Grass, saying it was your task for me."

The other side, Yin Shen Palace had gone into seclusion and didn’t reply.

But Fang Che’s heart calmed down.

As long as he sees this message, he will understand everything.

Perfect.

He ran through his response to Yan Beihan again, there shouldn’t be any errors.

Relieved, he traveled with Ye Meng and Yang Luoyu, in high spirits, looking at the mountains and rivers, finding them all lovely. Amidst blooming flowers and lush green willows, ten thousand miles of land, all becoming a visual feast.