The other young individuals summoned by Yan Nan also arrived and were lined up outside the main hall waiting.
The second one to enter was Chen Yun.
"What do you think of Fang Che, the Guardian?"
"Fang Che?"
Chen Yun was momentarily confused, vaguely feeling that the name was familiar, and tried hard to recollect: "Fang Che, the young generation friendship battle King level champion?"
"Correct. Have you investigated him?"
"...I haven't investigated specifically."
"Then what have you investigated?"
"...I..."
"Wait in the side hall."
Chen Yun, somewhat bewildered, entered the side hall.
Seeing Yan Beihan already sitting there, as if in confinement, he couldn't help but relax a bit: "Little Han, why are you here too?"
Yan Beihan had already heard the conversation outside.
The fear he had of the Chen family's eldest was essentially completely eliminated.
Such a person is not worth worrying over! With some thought, perhaps he could even incorporate his forces.
