"What did you say?"

"You're not here?"

When the God of War heard this, his old eyes suddenly became huge.

"Ye Fan, what you said is the truth?"

"This is the permanent position of the Lord of the Temple of Martial God. Once you take it, you are one of the four giants in China. If you control the entire country's martial arts, you will become a person at the peak of China's power and the highest honor of a warrior."

"All of us warriors will enter the temple of the Martial God and pursue their lifelong goals."

"You guy doesn't seem to be rare?"

Ye Qingtian suddenly felt incredible.

He felt that he was becoming increasingly unable to see through the boy in front of him.

Before, Ye Fan was not concerned about the title.

Ye Qingtian only thought that Ye Fan was not interested because he had no real power to be named Master.

But now, he expressed his willingness to elect Ye Fan to the highest authority of Chinese martial arts, but this guy still looked like he was not caring.

"Ye Fan, I ask you, why are you doing martial arts and mastering power?"

"Not for fame, no for profit, no for power?"

"Are you really just because of your love? Because of your love? If you like it? You have nothing else to ask for?"

Ye Qingtian asked in confusion.

Before coming, he really didn't expect Ye Fan to be so polite about this matter.

This made Ye Qingtian curious. What was Ye Fan’s original intention of practicing martial arts?

He did not think that Ye Fan had no purpose in martial arts.

After all, if you can achieve such achievements in martial arts at such an age, you will inevitably go through incomparable hardships and hardships.

Only when the bloody fingers pop up the world's ultimate sound.

Only by experiencing hell-like hardships can one develop the power to create heaven.

And all of this must have a reason, and there is a reason to let Ye Fan endure hardships and pain.

In the past, Ye Qingtian thought that this reason was fame and fortune and power.

But now it seems that he guessed wrongly.

Ye Fan’s original intention seems to be not this.

Faced with Ye Qingtian's questions, Ye Fan did not speak.

Just put down the teacup, then turned around, looking at the clear pool water in front of him, his whole expression became serious: "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course, as long as you want to say."

"I am really curious about what kind of original intention is to support you to reach the height you are today."

Ye Qingtian's tone was a little urgent.

Even if he is as calm as he is, he cannot hide his curiosity in his heart at this time.

Ye Fan suddenly smiled softly and said slowly: "I am involved in martial arts, not for fame and fortune, nor for power."

"It's because of a past, because of a humiliation in the past, because of a past that cannot be looked back on."

“To be more precise, hatred.”

"For so many years, I have devoted myself to practicing and working hard to become stronger, just to one day in the future, relying on my own strength to return to the place where my mother and I were humiliated."

"I want to regain my lost dignity, I want to seek justice for my mother, and I want to make all those who insult me, bully me, look down on me, regret it."

Huh ~

The cold wind is blowing up the wind and snow.

The lake in front of me was also rippling in the cold wind.

In the cold wind, Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back.

But who knows what kind of sharpness and chill he feels when he says these words.

Even though so long has passed, Ye Fan is still vivid in his mind when the scene back then.

The kind of helplessness and despair that is called unresponsive, the kind of humiliation and shame that is bullied and ridiculed, left a shadow on Ye Fan's young heart that will last a lifetime.

Ye Fan was unwilling to look back on that unbearable past, even now.

Because every time I think of it, the anger and shame, humility and despair will penetrate deeply into Ye Fan's heart like barbs.

After so many years, does anyone know that behind Ye Fan’s seemingly strong heart, his thousands of caves and holes?

Returning to Truman was Ye Fan's obsession and his original intention.

He was uneasy if he didn't return to Truman.

He calmed down this grievance and it was difficult for him to reach a reconciliation with his past self.

It was this obsession that supported Ye Fan and gritted his teeth and survived it between life and death.

"Hate?"

Feeling the sharpness of Ye Fan's body, Ye Qingtian was stunned.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan would be carrying so many past events in his heart at such a young age.

However, he should have thought of it long ago.

There are so many things in the world, only hatred is the strongest motivation to spur people to become stronger.

"Now, your great revenge must have been avenged."

"With your current strength, there are very few family forces in China that can withstand your anger."

"Since the great revenge has been avenged and the resentment has been settled, why not find a new pursuit for yourself?"

"Work with me to protect China and shoulder the burden of the country?"

Ye Qingtian was very tempted and said earnestly.

"Report?" Ye Fan suddenly smiled, his smile was desolate and cold, and full of lust.

"The man who killed me has not died yet, and the man who insulted my mother has returned to his high position and enjoys all his glory."

"Can this grudge be called avenge?"

Ye Fan was a little out of control and asked sternly.

Ye Qingtian immediately comforted and said, "Ye Fan, don't worry."

"With your current status and achievements, it will take a minute to take revenge."

"And, if you want, I can come forward to help you."

"You are my Chinese title, and I personally enthroned the Temple of the Martial God. As the Chinese God of War, I have every reason to help you stand out."

"Tell me, who was the one who insulted you and your mother back then, and what kind of force were they?"

"Tell me, this God of War will bring them to you and your mother and apologize."

"Of course, the premise is that everything you said is true."

Ye Qingtian said confidently.

Judging from that, he was really ready to avenge Ye Fan.

After all, Ye Fan has caused enough killings in China now. If he does another killing, it will inevitably cause public condemnation.

But if the God of War comes forward to help Ye Fan solve this problem, it will not only sell Ye Fan a favor, but also prevent Ye Fan from getting bloody on his hands.

However, facing the good intentions of the God of War, Ye Fan shook his head.

"You don't have to be polite to me."

"It's fine if you say it."

"You and I have known each other for so long, why are you polite about this little thing?"

Ye Qingtian thought Ye Fan was polite and was afraid of trouble for him, so he refused his kindness.

But Ye Fan replied: "You are thinking too much, I'm not polite, but because you can't do this. Or, you, Ye Qingtian, can't afford to offend this force."

When Ye Qingtian heard this, he jumped up.

"You said I can't afford to offend?"

"joke!"

"China is so great, who can't afford to be attacked by my God of War?"

"Even the King of Fighters, those old boys Tang Hao, have annoyed me, and this God of War will still beat them."

"You said, who can't afford to offend me?"
To be continued...