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Chapter 342:

"Oh?"

Ye Fan became interested.

The Black Dragon Order is the symbol of Dragon Palace's identity.

But since he replaced the Black Dragon Order with the Golden Dragon Order in order to teach the Chen family a lesson, those Black Dragon Orders have actually become of little use.

Although those are dragon scales, the material is relatively hard, but just like fish scales, they are just a layer of protection. At least for so many years, Dragon Palace has not found that it has any other functions besides being hard.

And someone stole the Black Dragon Token?

"Go, I'll go and have a look!"

Wang Yurou breathed a sigh of relief and led the way. Just as he was about to enter Wang Yurou's room, Ye Fan suddenly felt a pain in his neck. He found that Xiaolong was scratching his skin, pointing at Wang Yurou's room and waving to him, as if Don't let him in.

Ye Fan scratched his head.

What happened when he entered Wang Yurou's room? Seeing Xiaolong making gestures on his body, Ye Fan suddenly realized.

"Is it convenient to go in?"

He asked, and Wang Yurou in front of him licked his lips.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Of course you can come in. What's the inconvenience?"

Are you still affected?

He wouldn't have asked before.

"I suddenly realized that Xiaorou seemed to have grown up. Entering a girl's room casually is not what a gentleman would do."

Only then did Wang Yurou laugh.

"You are my brother!"

She hugged Ye Fan's arm and suppressed Xiaolong. Chen Yuyao was so suppressed that she rolled her eyes.

"what!"

Although Xiaolong was small and Ye Fan's clothes were loose, Wang Yurou still felt something strange when he touched her closely.

"Brother, what's in your arm?"

Ye Fan's eyes turned sharply, and he finally decided not to tell Wang Yurou about Xiaolong's existence.

Although this dragon is harmless for the time being, who knows whether it is an enemy or a friend.

If he was really a chess piece, this little dragon would appear just in time when he was in danger... It would be better not to involve too many people.

"Nothing...where did you put the Black Dragon Token?"

Ye Fan pushed Wang Yurou's arm away, changed the topic, and walked into the room.

Wang Yurou was a little disappointed and pointed to a cabinet above the desk.

"That's what my brother gave me. I've always kept it in my treasure box. But when I was going to get it today, I found that the treasure box was opened. There were a lot of gold and silver jewelry you gave me. I was worried that someone would steal it. When I opened it, I realized that none of those things were lost, but the Black Dragon Tokens you gave me were missing..."

"That's why I asked you."

Ye Fan looked around the room.

"Did anything else change in the room when you came in?"

Wang Yurou shook her head.

"Oh, by the way, the window in my room seems to be open."

"I don't like to open windows. I usually keep them closed. I only open the ventilation temporarily when I'm in the room..."

"But when I came back today, my window seemed to be open. My grandparents know this habit of mine and they probably wouldn't open my window."

Ye Fan walked to the window, stretched out his head and looked at the windows on both sides. Those windows were all open.

Opening windows for ventilation is a habit of the two elderly people. They would open the windows when they were not at home. If there was a real intruder, they would have seen the window next to them open and would have opened the window when they left.

Ye Fan touched the wall outside the window with his hand. Due to the wind and sun, the wall outside the window would be dusty and felt rough to the touch.

The thief must have noticed this, and he cleverly made the wall around the window look like new to cover up the traces of his entry.

"Are there any other things missing?"

Wang Yurou shook her head.

"Only the Black Dragon Order!"

Ye Fan frowned.

Who would steal the Black Dragon Token?

People from Dragon Palace?

Impossible. If they needed it, they would tell Ye Fan directly. Ye Fan had no reason to keep this thing.

Moreover, all the powers on it have disappeared. Even if you get it, you will not be able to enjoy the privileges of the Dragon Palace.

The issuance of Black Dragon Orders is very strict, but one more Black Dragon Order may attract the attention of the Dragon Palace.

"That's the person with an agenda!"

Ye Fan started talking to himself.

"Black Dragon Order...Dragon Scale..."

"I understand. It's okay. I'll call someone to security the window."

He left Wang Yurou's room without noticing Wang Yurou's somewhat disappointed look behind him.

Ye Fan returned to the room and was about to ask the people in the Dragon Palace what the Black Dragon Token was used for.

Taking advantage of the fact that he sneaked into Wang's house to plot against those Black Dragon Orders while he was in the hospital, it can be seen that the other party must have been paying attention to him for a long time. At least, his traces are under their control. As for the consequences for him, it depends on the ability of the Black Dragon Orders. What happened!

He pressed his palm on Hua Zhenguo's button, thought for a moment, and dialed Murong Xue's number instead of calling him.

Although Hua Zhenguo has been in the Dragon Palace for a long time, he is a doctor after all. Many secrets of the Dragon Palace are actually not open to him. If he wants to know more information, the master of the Dragon Palace knows more.

"Brother Ye, why did you remember to call me?"

Murong Xue answered the phone with a smile, as polite as ever.

"Is there something I want to ask you?"

"Brother Ye, tell me!"

"What does the Black Dragon Order do?"

"Why did Brother Ye think of asking this? You should know that after you abolished the Black Dragon Order, it has no effect?"

"I mean besides the Dragon Palace franchise, what other functions does he have?"

There was no fluctuation in Murong Xue's voice.

"Brother Ye, I don't know about this. Just wait. I'll check the information later. If I find anything, I'll call you back as soon as possible!"

Ye Fan frowned.

"Okay, as soon as possible!"

He hung up the phone.

What he didn't know was that Murong Xue's expression on the other end of the phone was not as humble as his tone. He put down the phone with an unusually cold expression, and in front of him were Hoopoe Sheng and a group of his men.

"As you can see, he is already extremely ill and yet he still talks to me like this!"

"What tone will he use if he gets better?"

"Hoopoe, didn't you say he was going to die? Is this how he died?"

The hoopoe lowered his head.

"I did see him looking like he was dying this morning, and there were photos. My brothers and I all saw it..."

"But now he's so lively and active, and he's still bossing me around."

When Murong Xue said this, she paused.

"Damn it, can Mr. Hua's technique really cure his disease?"

He remembered the skills that Ye Fan taught him. He had practiced them these days, and they proved to be indeed stronger than ordinary people.

But the progress is slow. Logically speaking, no matter how talented Ye Fan is, there is not enough time. Ye Fan should be dead now. How can he still be alive and active?

"In a few days, Ye Fan will meet with those in the martial arts world. If possible, I hope this is the last time I hear from him."