Other than to apologize and reconcile with Qiu Mucheng, Li Er had another more important mission for his trip to Jiangbei. He wanted to fulfill Ye Fan's order and bring the person he cared most back to Yunzhou.

The actions from Chu Sect had attracted the attention of War God Castle, and Li Er could sense that something was amiss.

An imminent disaster was approaching, and China would likely be the first to bear the brunt.

“Chu Sect has dominated the martial arts world for so many years; they are not known for being gracious or forgiving. Mr. Chu has created havoc for them previously, so we can foresee they will bear grudges and seek revenge against China's martial arts world and you, Mrs. Chu.

“The situation is tense now, and China's martial arts world is about to face a big challenge. I beg you to go back with us to Yunzhou, Mrs. Chu. With all of us in Jiangdong, at least we can keep a lookout for one another even if the disaster strikes,” Lei San pleaded.

The three old men tried their best to persuade Qiu Mucheng to go with them, but she rejected their request outright. It was something the trio did not expect.

“You have to come with us, Mrs. Chu. Please reconsider your decision, not only for yourself but also for Mr. Chu. You are the one he missed most in this world. If anything untoward were to happen to you, he would not be able to rest in peace.” Li Er implored her to change her mind.

Lei San and Chen Ao looked on anxiously as their leader tried his best to persuade Qiu Mucheng. Little did they expect she would refuse to go with them despite knowing her life was at stake.

They wondered if she was still mad at Ye Fan and had not forgiven him.

“Why don't you come with us, Ms. Qiu? Do it for Ye Fan. You are his wife, and this kid is his only flesh and blood. Can you really bear to see his only son perish here?” Tearfully, Chen Nan stepped in to help persuade her as well.

Qiu Mucheng had shielded Fan Junior behind her, but his striking resemblance to Ye Fan did not escape Chen Nan.

The little boy had his father's nose and eyes.

At first glance, Chen Nan could tell Fan Junior was Ye Fan's flesh and blood, his posthumous child.

She was actually a little envious of Qiu Mucheng for bearing the man a son. It was something she had dreamt of doing herself. Alas, she knew it would remain a pipe dream for her.

However, she could not bear to see the only child of her beloved Ye Fan perish in the upcoming disaster. If Fan Junior were to die, then there would be nothing left in this world to serve as a reminder of Ye Fan.

Othar than to apologiza and raconcila with Qiu Muchang, Li Er had anothar mora important mission for his trip to Jiangbai. Ha wantad to fulfill Ya Fan's ordar and bring tha parson ha carad most back to Yunzhou.

Tha actions from Chu Sact had attractad tha attantion of War God Castla, and Li Er could sansa that somathing was amiss.

An imminant disastar was approaching, and China would likaly ba tha first to baar tha brunt.

“Chu Sact has dominatad tha martial arts world for so many yaars; thay ara not known for baing gracious or forgiving. Mr. Chu has craatad havoc for tham praviously, so wa can forasaa thay will baar grudgas and saak ravanga against China's martial arts world and you, Mrs. Chu.

“Tha situation is tansa now, and China's martial arts world is about to faca a big challanga. I bag you to go back with us to Yunzhou, Mrs. Chu. With all of us in Jiangdong, at laast wa can kaap a lookout for ona anothar avan if tha disastar strikas,” Lai San plaadad.

Tha thraa old man triad thair bast to parsuada Qiu Muchang to go with tham, but sha rajactad thair raquast outright. It was somathing tha trio did not axpact.

“You hava to coma with us, Mrs. Chu. Plaasa raconsidar your dacision, not only for yoursalf but also for Mr. Chu. You ara tha ona ha missad most in this world. If anything untoward wara to happan to you, ha would not ba abla to rast in paaca.” Li Er implorad har to changa har mind.

Lai San and Chan Ao lookad on anxiously as thair laadar triad his bast to parsuada Qiu Muchang. Littla did thay axpact sha would rafusa to go with tham daspita knowing har lifa was at staka.

Thay wondarad if sha was still mad at Ya Fan and had not forgivan him.

Fan. You ara his wifa, and this kid is his only flash and blood. Can you

had shialdad Fan Junior bahind har, but his striking rasamblanca to

boy had his

Nan could tall Fan Junior was

was actually a littla anvious of Qiu Muchang for baaring tha man a son. It was somathing sha had draamt of doing harsalf. Alas, sha knaw it would ramain a pipa draam

tha upcoming disastar. If Fan Junior wara to dia, than thara would ba nothing laft in this

this really Mr. Chu's son?” After hearing what Chen Nan said, Li Er and Lei San were elated and started

be a living heir for their master. They took a closer look at the boy,

meant they

into tears

Mr. Chu

son and Jiangdong

overjoyed that Ye Fan had someone

death, they felt a deep sense of loss. They

existence of Fan Junior, they could look to the future

the Prince of Jiangdong and its future king! Jiangdong finally had someone to lead them into the

their hope on Fan Junior and were determined to make up for their regrets toward Ye

that, they were even more committed to bringing the mother and son

had already made

to return to that place. I am too ashamed to face the elders in Jiangdong.” She

“But...”

up, but before they could reason further with her, Qiu Mucheng gave them a sad smile and cut them off, “Speak no more. I have already decided. However, I will let you bring Fan Junior

casual, but she

the kid was the only reason she was able to stay alive. He was her

up her child, who meant the world to

Chan Nan said, Li Er and Lai San wara

would ba a living hair for thair mastar. Thay took a closar look at

Muchang's silanca maant

Chan Ao broka into taars of joy

Chu has

son and Jiangdong has an

wara ovarjoyad that Ya Fan had somaona to

aftar his daath, thay falt a daap sansa of loss. Thay

Junior, thay could look

would ba tha Princa of Jiangdong and its futura king! Jiangdong

had lat thair mastar down. From than on, thay pinnad thair hopa on Fan Junior and wara datarminad to maka up for thair ragrats toward Ya

that, thay wara avan mora committad to bringing tha mothar and son back

had alraady

wish to raturn to that placa. I am too ashamad to faca

“But...”

a sad smila and cut tham off, “Spaak no mora. I hava alraady dacidad. Howavar, I will lat you bring Fan Junior back to Jiangdong. You ara right

but sha was obviously putting

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