Amid the regret, Ye Qingtian stretched out his hand in the direction of Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, right?"

"I am Ye Qingtian."

"There was no malice just now. I just wanted to try the true strength of our young master in China."

"Now it seems that you do have the power of a master."

"If you have a junior talent like you in my land of China, you can be considered a successor to Chinese martial arts."

Ye Qingtian smiled calmly, and his laughter was full of openness. His eyes were filled with relief and appreciation, and there was no hostility.

Ye Fan was not a petty person. After learning that Ye Qingtian had no malice, he happily stuck out his arm and shook hands with Ye Qingtian.

"The God of War is overrepresented."

"My achievements today were all lucky." Ye Fan said humbly.

"Why?"

"How can you say luck?"

"I, Ye Qingtian, had never been able to catch the punch just now, by luck."

The God of War laughed.

Afterwards, the God of War invited Ye Fan to the room for a lecture.

"Brother Ye, you have such cultivation at such a young age."

"If you can teach you such a disciple, your family must be a well-known figure in the martial arts world, right?"

"I don't know Brother Ye, can you tell the name of the master?"

In the room, the God of War brewed tea.

In front of me, the tea fragrance was filled with misty heat, and the scent of heat was lingering in my breath.

The two of them were drinking tea while talking.

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled: "My teacher is just a rural villager, and he is unknown, so he is not worth mentioning."

Ye Fan naturally couldn't tell Ye Qingtian about his details.

Not to mention whether Ye Qingtian is trustworthy, even if he is trustworthy, Ye Fan will not reveal his life experience to him.

After all, this makes no sense.

It's just a few more words of comfort and emotion.

What's more, Ye Fan's goal is too terrible and grand.

Ye Fan dared to guarantee that if Ye Qingtian knew his goal and was to destroy the Chu family and make thousands of people bow down, he would inevitably be shocked.

Even, he may feel that he is overestimating his own abilities and seeks death.

Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, Ye Fan's life experience and career have never been told to anyone.

He can only walk his own way.

No need, let others know.

Ye Qingtian naturally realized that Ye Fan did not seem to want to reveal his teacher's identity, so he did not ask again.

Instead, he changed the subject and asked Ye Fan whether to marry or not.

After a brief greeting, Ye Qingtian finally got to the point.

"Brother Ye Fan, you should know about the Chinese Martial God Temple?"

Ye Fan nodded: "Yes."

"The Temple of the Martial God is the highest authority for Chinese martial arts, and governs Chinese martial arts."

"People of martial arts know it naturally."

The God of War smiled and continued to ask, "How is it, are you interested in entering the Temple of War God?"

"Although for so many years, only the titled master can enter the Temple of War God."

"But, I can make an exception for you."

The rules are determined by people.

Perhaps, in Ye Qingtian's view, Ye Fan is not a title master now, but the value of a young master is far beyond the title master.

What's more, it's only a matter of time to become the title master with Ye Fan's talent.

Therefore, in order to attract Ye Fan to the Temple of War in advance, Ye Qingtian naturally did not care about any irregularities and directly made an exception to recruit him.
Chapter completed!