A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1479

 "Let go of me~"


        "You guys let go of me..."


        "Let me in!"


        "I want to see the Fist King~"


        Outside the main hall, Lu Zi Ming was still shouting uncontrollably.


        If he hadn't been stopped, he would probably have already rushed into the Martial God Hall by this time.


        In the middle of the hall, Sword Saint and the others had obviously heard the clamour outside, and Tang Hao immediately frowned, "What's the decency of making noise in front of the Martial God's Hall?"


        "I'll have someone expel him from Yan Mountain."


        Tang Hao said in a cold voice, about to walk out of the hall and drive Lu Zi Ming out of Yan Mountain.


        However, the Sword Saint suddenly spoke out to stop him.


        "Forget it, just let him in."


        "Hm?" Tang Hao was slightly stunned, "Haven't you already decided not to pursue Ye Fan for his faults?"


        "In this situation, what else can you talk about if you let this Lu family in again?"


        "I guess if he learns of our decision, he'll only lose his mind even more."


        Tang Hao couldn't figure out exactly what the Sword Saint was thinking.


        Between Ye Fan and the Lu family, there had already been an undying feud.


        Since the Martial God Hall had decided not to pursue Ye Fan's fault, it would undoubtedly mean that the interests of Lu's family would be sacrificed.


        Therefore, under such circumstances, it was never a wise choice to still meet with Lu's family.


        The Sword Saint shook his head and spoke in a deep voice, "This Lu family is ultimately the martial dao leader of several provinces in northern Jiangxi, so it is always necessary to appease them."


        "Otherwise, I'm afraid that it will trigger the discontent of many forces in the several provinces of Jiangbei."


        The Sword Saint, as the Martial God Hall's Hall Master, naturally had to consider many things a little more comprehensively.


        Now that there was such a big mess over in Jiangbei, many people were holding their anger in their hearts.


        If they were not careful, the martial arts world of Yanxia would be in turmoil again.


        Such a situation was not what the Sword Saint wanted to see.


        Therefore, no matter what, he had to find a way to pacify the Lu family.


        As long as Lu Zi Ming and the others did not lead the trouble, then the situation would not be too bad yet.


        "That's also true."


        Hearing what the Sword Saint said, Tang Hao also nodded in deep understanding, feeling that it made sense.


        "However, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to appease the Lu family."


        Tang Hao sighed.


        Without thinking, Tang Hao could guess what Lu Zi Ming wanted to see them for.


        There were just two demands, one was to save his son Lu Hua's life, and the other was to request the Martial God Hall to kill Ye Fan and avenge their loved ones.


        However, the Martial God Hall was afraid that it would be difficult to fulfill either of these two requests.


        There was no need to say anything about killing Ye Fan, the Sword Saints had already weighed the matter carefully, Ye Fan could not be killed, nor could he be killed.


        As for forgiving Lu Hua, it might not be difficult to get the Sword Sage and the others to agree.


        But what about Ye Fan's side?


        If Lu Hua didn't die, would Ye Fan be willing to give up?


        More likely, I guess it would be Ye Fan's comeback, entering Yan Mountain again and forcing the Martial God Hall!


        "It's difficult~"


        There was another sigh.


        And then, Tang Hao walked out, asking the guards outside to let go of Lu Ziming and lead him in.


        At this moment, at the foot of Yan Mountain, there were still a large number of people gathered.


        These people were all the relatives of the dead who had fallen at the bottom of the West Lake during the battle that day.


        They were kneeling on the ground, holding banners with blood-red letters that read, "Please kill Ye Fan and do justice for Heaven~"


        ......


        "Please ask the Martial God Hall to preside over the situation and give justice to the dead~"


        .....


        These people, while holding up the banner, shouted out in piteousness, asking the Martial God Hall to give them justice.


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        While the land of Yanshan was in an uproar, Jiangdong, thousands of miles away, was calm.  


        The first thing that happened was that he returned to Jiangdong and took Qiu Mu Orange and her mother back to Yunzhou.


        Previously, Qiu Mu Orange and her mother had left their hometown to escape from the Lu family.


        Now, the Lu family in Jiangbei had been destroyed by Ye Fan, leaving only Lu Hua, father and son, alone.


        It could be said that the Lu family's momentum had gone. Even if Ye Fan was no longer there, it would be difficult to threaten Ye Fan's loved ones at all in the future.


        With the threat removed, Ye Fan naturally took them home.


        The Villa at Cloud Top Mountain, which had been deserted for several days, had undoubtedly come back to life once again.


        Laughter was often heard, coming from the villa.


        Every evening, the smell of good food could also be heard.


        This was Qiu Mu Orange cooking.


        In the year that Ye Fan had been away, Qiu Mu Orange's cooking skills had undoubtedly grown. Today, her skills were not much inferior to Ye Fan's mother.


        The family that had once been torn apart by Ye Fan's fall was now restored to its former warmth and happiness by Ye Fan's arrival.


        After a brief reunion with Ye Fan, Qiu Mu Orange returned to work and took charge of the Mufan Group again.


        As for Ye Fan's mother, Ye Ximei, she was also transferred to Maple Sea to recuperate.


        After all, the branch office in Maple Sea also needed someone to look after it.


        Ye Ximei had not been seen for more than half a year, and she was worried that her younger brothers had ruined the branch there.


        Therefore, Ye Ximei Fang transferred to Maple Sea, while convalescing and recovering, while overseeing the work there.


        "Mom, do you really want to go back?"


        "I've already arranged for someone over there, you can rest assured."


        His own mother's body had not yet fully healed, so Ye Fan naturally did not feel at ease about his mother leaving.


        "It's fine."


        "After the treatment you gave me these past few days, I feel a lot better already."


        "I haven't been back to visit for over half a year, and I always have to show up over at the company, and your grandfather's side."


        "You don't have to worry about me."


        "After I'm gone, keep Mu Orange company."


        "You owe her too much, you brat."


        "If you neglect her, your mother and I will be the first to spare you."


        Before leaving, Ye Ximei rushed at Ye Fan fiercely.


        Since he had already decided to go back to Fenghai, Ye Fan naturally couldn't keep her.


        Soon, Ye Ximei left Yunzhou in his vehicle.


        "Mu Orange, let's go back to the house as well."


        "The medicine on your forehead, it's time to change it too."


        After Ye Ximei left, Ye Fan called out to Qiu Mu Orange and returned to the villa.


        During these few days, apart from using his cultivation to help his mother repair her body, Ye Fan's other main job was to treat the scars on Qiu Mu Orange's forehead.


        For an ordinary person, this kind of scar might be difficult to remove for life, but for Ye Fan, it was not a difficult task.


        However, in order to make Qiu Mu Orange completely recover as usual, Ye Fan made a special trip back to the Chu Family's old mansion to seek advice from Grandma Tai and ask for some medicine.


        Now, after a few days, the scar on Qiu Mu Orange's forehead had indeed faded a lot.


        "Ye Fan, can this scar really recover completely and not leave a single trace?" Qiu Mu Orange asked once again as she looked in the mirror at the scar that was already very faint.


        There was no woman who didn't love beauty, and Qiu Mu Orange was naturally the same.


        Although she had never told Ye Fan about it, she was undoubtedly extremely mindful of the scar in her heart as well.


        "Don't worry about it, your husband is very capable?"


        "It's not even a matter of living flesh and bone, let alone this little scar."


        "Within seven days, I will definitely let you recover, as good as new."


        Ye Fan smiled while dotingly cutting Qiu Mu Orange's agate nose.