Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

All of a sudden, Ye Qingtian received a call, and Sword Saint's anxious voice came through the

speakers. “War God, where are you? You couldn't have gone looking for Chu Tianfan, could you? Don't

go courting death! Those geezers from the International Martial Arts Union have mobilized all the

troops they can get their hands on and are heading toward Jiangdong to kill Ye Fan. I can say for a fact

that never once in more than a millennium of recorded martial arts world history was there a case like

this where everyone was so united and willing to do anything to attack someone. Clearly, every martial

arts world from all over the globe is determined to kill Chu Tianfan. He's done for. There's no hope for

him this time. Even the gods can't save him. So, please don't be rash and get killed for nothing!”

The moment Sword Saint discovered Ye Qingtian had left Mount Yan, he was shocked.

He thought Ye Qingtian had gone to help Ye Fan.

However, in that situation, helping Ye Fan would be an act of courting death.

Sword Saint found it odd that the martial arts worlds were so united in that matter.

The Great Four, especially, was so hardcore in promoting the mission of killing Ye Fan.

Sword Saint had been in the martial arts world for decades.

Naturally, he encountered all kinds of ruthless people.

Even so, the martial arts world of all countries was never so united, not even when Chu Yuan waged

war against the entire world last time.

Yet, they were doing everything in their power to kill just one person.

Although Ye Fan had caused a lot of trouble, Dragon Gate was not destroyed.

Hence, there was no way it would anger the entire world to the extent that they all wanted to hunt and

kill him.

In any case, both Sword Saint and Ye Qingtian felt that the martial arts world of the various countries

was overreacting.

“Don't worry, Sword Saint. I know what to do. You can be at ease,” Ye Qingtian said solemnly.

Naturally, he was cognizant of everything Sword Saint had said.

Earlier, Ye Qingtian saw The Great Four—the top four elites on the Empyrean Ranking—arriving at

Yunzhou with his own eyes.

It was clear as day that the martial arts world of all countries was set on eliminating Ye Fan.

Back then, Chu Sect wanted to get rid of Ye Fan as well, but the martial arts worlds were not as united

as they currently were. It was mainly Chu Sect exerting itself.

That time, however, was different. The Great Four on the Empyrean Ranking used their capacity as the

leaders of the martial arts worlds to mobilize forces of the martial arts worlds from various countries.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the entire world was hunting Ye Fan.

“Why are you still going, then? You should be keeping your distance at a critical moment like this.

Come back now!” Sword Saint urged anxiously.

Ye Qingtian fell silent for a long time before answering grimly, “Sword Saint, Ye Fan is China's martial

artist, and he's someone we watched grow. We can't help him at such a juncture. My purpose for

coming to Jiangdong is just to see him off... one last time.”

The heaviness and sorrow in his words were palpable.

Instantly, Sword Saint fell silent on the other end of the line.

After a long while, he responded, “If that's what you want, then go ahead... No matter what, Chu

Tianfan is considered a hero of this generation. All I can say is that those with extraordinary talents

often encounter more challenges and difficulties than others.”

Sword Saint's heart was equally filled with mixed emotions.

Every step of Ye Fan's road to fame brought War God Castle a lot of trouble.

Although the journey was filled with difficulties, Ye Fan managed to grow to become terrifyingly

powerful.

Like a shooting star, he rose to great heights and shone brilliantly before falling to his end.

Ye Fan's life was like fireworks.

Though it was short-lived, it was brilliant and dazzling.

As soon as the call ended, Ye Qingtian brought Xu Lei and followed Chen Jiuzhou to track Ye Fan

down.

Along the way, Xu Lei asked Ye Qingtian with teary eyes, “War God, what exactly did Ye Fan do? Why

is the entire world against him?”

“It's a long story.” Ye Qingtian did not know where to begin, either.

The truth was, he, too, had no idea what prompted The Great Four to take the matter into their own

hands.

If he had to look into all the things that happened, he would find many illogical things.

“Then, can Ye Fan survive this calamity?” Xu Lei continued asking.

After letting out a heavy sigh, Ye Qingtian said, “All we can do now is hope for a miracle to happen.”

On a highway about hundreds of kilometers away, a red sports car sped down the road as fast as

lightning.

It left a sonic boom in the air, which sounded like the roar of a beast.

Along the way, the other drivers, who were passed by the red car, watched the vehicle drift past them in

horror.

To an ordinary person, driving four hundred kilometers per hour was unheard of.

Meanwhile, many police cars were parked at Jiangdong exit of the highway.

All kinds of barricades were set up.

There were even army troops stationed by the side.

Various heavy arms were also placed in positions.

Just then, a young police officer who had just graduated and joined the workforce asked his mentor, a

senior officer, in shock, “Sir, who is this that we're capturing? Even the army's dispatched!”

The senior officer responded in a low voice, “That's not all. As far as I know, dozens of fighter jets are

approaching from a distance of thousands of kilometers away. As for the army, they've even mobilized

armored vehicles and tanks. If my predictions are correct, Jiangdong military base must have aimed

dozens of missiles at this place.”

What?