"What do you say then?" The Sword Saint asked rhetorically, his words cold and icy.
"Is it possible to summon the strongest of my six pillar states of Yan Xia to surround and kill Ye Fan?"
"It has been more than ten years since the Wind Queen and Ice Emperor were both unaccounted for, and their lives and deaths are unknown. Even if I issue the Martial God Decree, can you guarantee that the two of them will be able to see it?"
"What's more, the War God has already stated that he will not join us in surrounding and killing Ye Fan."
"Under such circumstances, even if you want to kill Ye Fan, how should you kill him?"
The Sword Saint asked several questions in a row, anger suppressed in his icy words.
No one knew if the Sword Saint was angry because of Ye Fan or because of the Fist King.
"Aren't there still the three of us?"
"I just don't believe it, we three pillar states still can't cure a yellow-mouthed kid like him?"
Mo Kucheng asked rhetorically, obviously unwilling to just spare Ye Fan.
"Three?" The Sword Saint shook his head, "Do you really think that it's three?"
"Hm?" Mo Gucheng froze slightly, seemingly remembering something, and instantly looked at Tang Hao, the Hao Heavenly Patriarch, who was at the side.
Sure enough, Tang Hao paralyzed his hand, "Don't look at me, I'm the same as the God of War, do whatever you guys want to do with Ye Fan, I'm not opposed to it and I'm not involved."
"Tang Hao, you~" when Mo Gucheng heard this, his whole body was shaking with anger.
"Good, good, very good."
"Not participating pulls back, and you really take yourself seriously?"
"Without you, my Martial God Hall will still turn!"
After the Fist Emperor angrily rebuked Tang Hao, he turned his head to look at the Sword Saint again.
"Sword Saint, they're not going, the two of us are."
"With my fist skills, plus your sword skills, even if that Ye Fan has three heads and six arms, he will definitely be able to kill him clean!"
The Fist Emperor said stubbornly, a bloody colour filling his old eyes.
Getting rid of Ye Fan had almost become the Fist Emperor's obsession.
This also showed how deep Mo Kucheng's hatred for Ye Fan was.
"That's enough!"
However, in the face of Mo Gucheng's sinister words, the Sword Saint shouted angrily.
The majestic words, which were only like thunder, directly shook Mo Gucheng in place, unable to speak.
"No matter how strong you and I are, can we be stronger than the Incendiary Heavenly King? Can you be stronger than the Persian King Gaia?"
"If you and I join forces, we can only match Burning Heaven and Gaia at best."
"The two of them together were not even able to kill Ye Fan."
"Let alone you and I?"
"If we were not able to stop Ye Fan even when we joined forces, then wouldn't my Martial God Hall be even more shameful to the world?"
The Sword Saint's angry voice was like thunder, resounding uncontrollably in this heaven and earth.
Under this drink from the Sword Saint, Mo Gucheng was undoubtedly silent.
All the anger and impulsiveness from before gradually dissipated.
After calming down, the Fist Emperor had undoubtedly realised the pressure and risk he had to face to capture Ye Fan.
After all, when one's strength reached the level of a Sealed Sovereign, one should never force an opponent into a desperate situation unless absolutely necessary.
Just like when they captured Ye Fan, it would be fine if they killed him in one blow.
If they let Ye Fan escape, then they would definitely be retaliated by Ye Fan.
When a Seal Master went mad, it was undoubtedly extremely terrifying.
Many years ago, there was a Seal Master who destroyed a country in a fit of rage.
Millions of people were buried under his sword!
This was why, before leaving, the War God warned the Sword Saint to always think about the consequences when making any decisions.
Was it for the sake of a Lu family, for a group of martial artists, for the sake of maintaining that illusory dignity, that he chose to turn against a Sealed Patriarch?
Or is it for the greater good of the country and the stability of the martial arts of Yanxia that one should let go of one's differences with him?
It did not seem to be a difficult choice.
The Fist King bowed his head and did not speak for a long time.
The entire Martial God Hall was instantly quiet.
After a long time, the Sword Saint's emotions calmed down.
He picked up a teacup, poured a cup of water for the Fist Emperor and brought it over to him, before saying calmly, "Fist Emperor, I know that you are disgusted with Ye Fan because he sneakily attacked and offended you, this is normal."
"I don't have a very good impression of this Ye Fan either."
"His arrogant and cocky character really displeases me."
"But we are elders after all, why do we need to be common sense with a junior?"
"As for the killings Ye Fan committed in Jiangdong, although they were brutal and bloody. But what the War God said before is right, these matters cannot all be blamed on Ye Fan."
"It's true that our Martial God Hall was negligent in its work and failed to protect Ye Fan's loved ones."
"In this regard, our Martial God Hall is also at fault."
"Even we are like this, so why should we be harsh on a bloodthirsty teenager?"
"He is ultimately young and frivolous."
"When you and I were young, we also did many frivolous and wrong things."
"But as long as that Ye Fan still has a conscience in his heart, still has a bottom line, and can still distinguish between right and wrong, why shouldn't we give him a chance?"
"What's more, after this chaos in Jiangbei, the strength of our Yanxia martial path has been greatly damaged."
"Two Patriarchs have fallen in quick succession, and one of them is even a Sealed Patriarch."
"On top of that, there are still a large number of strong people who have been buried in the depths of West Lake."
"Under such circumstances, it is by no means wise for the greater good of my Yanxia for us to force away another Sealed Grandmaster."
The Sword Saint was gracious and powerful, first using his authority to shock the Fist Emperor, and then lowering his stature to speak kindly to persuade the Fist Emperor to give up the idea of capturing Ye Fan.
Mo Kucheng did not speak, and there was a long silence.
No one knew what was going through the Fist Emperor's mind, at this moment.
But in the end, the Fist Emperor compromised.
"You decide."
The Fist Emperor said in a low voice, and then turned to leave without saying any more words.
Looking at the back of the Fist Emperor's departure, the Sword Saint shook his head and let out a long sigh.
"Ai~"
"This temper of Old Mo, after all these years, it still hasn't changed a bit."
"Too willful."
"Yes, this old thing, his temper is too stubborn. When that bullish temper comes up, even the War God dares to confront him. Only you, Sword Saint, can persuade him." Tang Hao also came up and laughed helplessly.
They had been together for so many years, and although there had been countless conflicts during that time, they had a deep friendship with each other.
What kind of people and what kind of temperament, they had long felt through.
For such words and actions of the Fist King, they were all seen and not surprised.
"But Old Mo has done a foolish thing by releasing that Lu Hua on his own." Tang Hao spoke in a deep voice.
Today's tragedy could clearly have been completely avoided.
But unfortunately, all sorts of things linked up and eventually led to the West Lake tragedy.
Could this be blamed entirely on Ye Fan?
Of course not.
No matter if it was the God of War, the Sword Saint, or the Fist King or Haotian, all of them could not escape responsibility for the tragedy at West Lake.
Forgiving Ye Fan now would actually be forgiving themselves.
......
"Let go of me and let me in."
"I am the son of Patriarch Qing Yun, my father is a Pillar State Seal, how dare you stop me?"
"Let me in, I want to see the Fist King, I want to see the Sword Saint~"
.....
Just as the Sword Sage and Tang Hao were both talking, outside the hall, a sudden clamour rang out.
Only Lu Hua's father, Lu Zi Ming, was seen as if he had gone mad, roaring lowly while rushing towards the hall regardless of everything.
But soon, he was stopped by the guards outside the Martial God Hall.