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Ye Fan knew what Ye Qingtian meant.
The latter was the protector of China and the leader of the country's martial arts world. He cared the
most about the country, the people, and the future of the martial arts world.
Thus, he didn't want Ye Fan to take risks.
He wanted Ye Fan to run away because he wanted the future pillar of China's martial arts world to live.
Ye Fan was still young.
Be it ten years or twenty years, he could afford to wait.
Time was on China's side.
With Ye Fan's talent, he only needed to keep a low profile for ten more years. By then, even Chu Sect
would be unable to stop him from rising to power.
Ye Qingtian did not want Ye Fan to fight again that day because there was no point in taking such risks.
However, it was obvious that Ye Fan wouldn't listen to Ye Qingtian.
He was different from the latter.
To him, what mattered the most were his family, his friends, his home, and his elders from Jiangdong.
If the people he loved were all gone, there would be no meaning to a solitary life.
Ye Fan was never one to have grand ambitions.
He was small-minded, so much so that he could not bother about the country or shoulder the burden of
preserving the national spirit.
He had returned this time not to save the country, but to protect his remaining family in this world.
So, he would not leave.
Even if he died there that day, he would not abandon his family and friends just so he could survive.
The big picture? F*ck the big picture! To me, my family and friends are the biggest picture!
When Ye Qingtian saw the anger and determination in Ye Fan's eyes, he knew that he could not
persuade the young man.
It seems like today will be a death match for the martial arts world of China.
If Ye Fan won, the martial arts world would make a name for itself and replace Chu Sect to become the
most potent force in the world. It would recover the glory it had thousands of years ago.
If Ye Fan lost, the last spark of the martial arts world would be extinguished.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFrom then on, the country would fall into Chu Sect's hands and never have the chance to make a
comeback again, at least for centuries.
Aside from Ye Qingtian, Mo Gucheng and Xiao Chen, who were now captives, realized that what
awaited them was possibly the final battle of the country's martial arts world.
Perhaps Mo Gucheng and Xiao Chen never thought that Ye Fan, the man they considered to be the
sinful enemy of the state, would one day become the one who would decide the fate of the martial arts
world.
They once treated Ye Fan as a threat to the country's peace and stability, but now, they needed him to
protect the nation.
It was extremely ironic.
The situation itself was a huge blow to the two of them considering the work they had done in the past
years.
After checking Ye Qingtian's injury, Ye Fan approached Ye Yuyan, Tai Shan, Li Ziyang, and the other
severely injured men.
“I-Instructor Chu... Are you really alive?”
Qin Shan, a tough guy who was more than two meters tall, burst into tears like a child at the sight of Ye
Fan.
Li Ziyang and Gao Dazhuang were also weeping, while Ye Yuyan stood frozen on the spot.
Tears welled in her eyes. For a long time, she was unable to utter a word. No one knew if it was
because she was too emotional or just too stunned.
Ye Fan approached them one by one and gave each of them a pill that Duanmu Wan'er had gifted him.
Although the pill had no healing properties, it would be helpful to them as it could recharge one's
energy, elemental force, and Internal Energy.
At the moment, Qin Shan and the others were so battered that they could not even stand. They could
only lean against the pile of rubble with tears in their eyes.
As Ye Fan looked at their faces, a smile of relief formed on his frosty face.
That's my Green Dragon Force right there! They're the special troops I trained personally.
“You guys did very well. Establishing Green Dragon Force is the proudest thing I, Chu Tianfan, have
ever done in my life,” he declared with contentment.
Upon hearing his words, Qin Shan, Li Ziyang, and the others felt a surge of energy course through their
wounded bodies.
To the others' surprise, these men, who looked like they were nearing their end, gritted their teeth and
stood up from the pile of rubble.
To the youngsters of Green Dragon Force, nothing was more energizing than Ye Fan's
acknowledgment and encouragement.
“Instructor Chu, Green Dragon Force requests for a battle!”
“We request for a battle!”
Qin Shan and the others stood with their backs straight amidst the ruins and lifted their arms.
With the setting sun illuminating their bloodied figures, they finally saluted to Ye Fan again after so
many years.
Ye Fan gave them a nod before giving his order. “Green Dragon Force, listen up! You have completed
your combat mission, and it is time for you to stay here and recuperate. I hereby order all of you to
keep yourselves alive until the end of the war. If any of you thinks you cannot survive until I finish this
war, you are to leave Green Dragon Force voluntarily!”
After saying that, he walked toward Lu Ziming and Zhang Jiuling and also handed each of them a pill.
“M-Mr. Chu, I knew that y-you would come back,” Lu Ziming croaked out with a trembling voice as he
lay in a pool of blood.
A look of admiration was visible on his face. It was as if Ye Fan was his god.
Ye Fan nodded again. “Thank you for everything you've done. Leave the rest to me.”
After consoling and settling down the heavily injured men, Ye Fan stood up once again.
He gazed at the ruins and the bodies around him. They were all unfamiliar faces to Ye Fan. As the men
of Jiangdong and Jiangbei, they gave their lives to defend Mount Yunding.
When Ye Fan realized these men were also someone's father, son, and husband, shame and guilt
swept over him.
Because of me, countless families were separated.
Even though he was the gritty Hall Master of Dragon God Hall, tears welled up in his determined eyes.
The next moment, under everyone's surprised gazes, Ye Fan kneeled before the people and the
corpses on the mountain.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Mr. Chu!”
“Ye Fan!”
“Ye Fan, what are you doing?”
Ye Fan's actions struck everyone dumb.
Not only Li Er, but even Ye Fan's uncles, Ye Tian and Ye Ya, widened their eyes.
In his panic, Fatty kneeled down in Ye Fan's direction.
The current Ye Fan was no longer the useless live-in son-in-law, the good-for-nothing nephew from
Yeyang, and the troublemaker who would peep into the girls' bathroom with Fatty.
He was the emperor of Jiangdong, the Hall Master of Dragon God Hall, and the Unrivalled on the Sky
Ranking.
Now, he was also the one on whom the country's survival depended.
Be it Li Er, Chen Ao, Ye Tian, Ye Ya, or Fatty, none of them deserved such an act of reverence from Ye
Fan.
However, Ye Fan ignored their objections.
He continued to kneel there with remorse and bowed his head thrice to everyone on Mount Yunding.
“I have wronged all of you. I have wronged Jiangdong and everyone who lost their lives on Mount
Yunding because of me. I owe you all, but I swear by my name that I will repay my debt. I will make
Chu Sect pay a painful price for their atrocities in Jiangdong!” Ye Fan stated with tightly clenched fists.
His gloomy voice reverberated through the entire Mount Yunding, shaking the sky and earth.
Hearing Ye Fan, Li Er and the other men fell to their knees and cried, “Mr. Chu, please strengthen
Jiangdong!”
The other men from Jiangdong followed suit. “Mr. Chu, please strengthen Jiangdong!”
Even Ye Fan's uncles and aunt, the martial artists from Jiangbei, and the martial artists who escaped
from Mount Yan kneeled before Ye Fan and yelled in unison.
At that instant, their sonorous voices filled the skies.
“Mr. Chu, please strengthen China!”
“Mr. Chu, please strengthen China!”
To be called a hero, one had to be the last man standing when the others had fallen.
One had to go against the flow while everyone else was retreating.
One had to turn the tides even when no one else believed there was any hope left.