No one could understand the kind of sorrow, disappointment, and indescribable pain and anger Ye Fan was feeling at that moment.

Ye Fan believed that he had sacrificed a lot for the country and the people.

Back then, he unconditionally offered Yuan Lingguo, which he exchanged his life for, to the country.

Despite how War God Castle persecuted him in every possible way, he still showed mercy and even pledged to protect the country in critical situations.

Later, he also imparted the Chu family's secret techniques to Ye Qingtian.

On top of that, he wiped out Chu Sect, killed Chu Yuan, and saved China's martial arts world from a crisis.

It was true that he killed quite a lot of people.

But those people truly deserved to die.

It was a pity no one ever remembered his merits.

All they remembered was that people had died at his hands.

Perhaps that was how people in this world had always been—afraid of power and authority but never grateful for one's good deeds.

Although Ye Fan had so many merits, everyone only remembered him for his viciousness and brutality.

And now, even Ye Qingtian chose to harm him.

Ye Qingtian used to be the only person he cared about in China's martial arts world.

But from the way things looked, he reckoned there was nothing worth for him to hold back anymore.

If that's the case, then there's no need to show any more mercy. I shall settle the many years of grudges and entanglement with War God Castle today.

Meanwhile, several figures appeared in Yunzhou while Ye Fan was snickering away.

They were none other than the three pillars of China, namely War God, Ye Qingtian, Sword Saint, Xiao Chen, and King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng.

As soon as Mo Gucheng arrived, he dashed toward Mo Wuya in a crazed manner.

“Are you okay, Wuya? Hang in there. Quit messing with me. You're my only son. You have to hang in there. If anything bad happens to you, how do I explain to your dead mother?”

The sight of Mo Wuya on the verge of dying hit Mo Gucheng like a sledgehammer in the chest and made his heart wrench.

wrinkled

Dad... It's

arrival, the despair-overwhelmed Mo Wuya instantly felt

feeling that resembled how he would hide in Mo Gucheng's embrace when he

felt that the safest place in the world was none

decades soon went by, and the once youthful boy had also

been trying to prove his self-worth for all those years. He

end, Mo Wuya realized he was still hiding in his father's arms, just like he

was any other province. Even if you turned the world upside down, I could flip

within Mo Gucheng

and was planning to use Chu Tianfan as

doubt, Mo Gucheng and the others were clear about

Jiuzhou was now the new Hall Master of War God Castle, the person in charge of China's martial arts world, and a disciple of Mu Zihua, a Grandmaster

Mo Gucheng's and the others' control, and neither could they be

Wuya took the initiative to be Chen Jiuzhou's lackey and helped him deal with Jiangdong's

something Mo Gucheng was firmly

years, Mo Gucheng was well aware of the former's terrifying

Wuya refused to

been cast a spell, he stubbornly headed toward Jiangdong, refusing to

he was already a grown-up and had the right to decide for his own

left Mo Gucheng

was indeed true that children would have their own

would wake up to the truth only after personally experiencing

know I

in

a child who had made mistakes, he finally realized his mistake after running

help him up first. Let me transfer some Internal Energy to him to strengthen his heart meridian and save

in War God Castle

Qingtian, and the rest had watched Mo Wuya grow up

to feel heartbroken after

helping Mo Wuya up, Xiao Chen immediately

was probably the only one in the whole of China who had the luxury to enjoy such

did he come from a prominent and respectable family, but he

to Ye Fan's. That man had always been living in

back then, no one appeared to help or save him when he

the world, crawl up to the doorsteps of the Chu residence, and knock on Old Madam Chu's door, all while dragging his heavily

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