After speaking, Yan Bu Ping immediately took out a document from his arms.
It was woven in silk with a gold pattern on a black background.
The golden patterns converged on it to form words.
Afterwards, Yan Buping announced the holy decree like an ancient eunuch of the court of ceremony.
With his hands spread out and his gaze like a torch, his neutral and mellow voice immediately resounded through this heaven and earth.
"Sinner Ye Fan, of the Jiangdong People's Clan."
"This day, in defiance of his position, he abandoned his family and country, resisting the Chinese martial arts with one man's body, turning his back on his family and country, sheltering foreign demons, his crime is unforgivable and deserves to die!"
The wind was bitterly cold and the rain was noisy.
However, the solemn and solemn voice of Yan Bu Ping echoed like muffled thunder.
The last eight words in particular were as loud as a thousand pounds.
When Qiu Mu Orange and the others heard them, their faces turned pale and trembled greatly.
Their faces were filled with fear and worry.
"How... How could this happen?"
"Up there, could it be that they want Mr. Chu to die?"
"Really, they won't give Mr. Chu a chance to live?"
Li Er shouted out of breath, his words filled with mourning.
Teacher Lei was even more terrified to make a sound, and his old eyes were filled with disbelief.
Having known Ye Fan for so long, Li Er knew that Mr. Chu was a bit out of character in the world, ignoring authority, disregarding rules, killing and killing, and doing whatever he wanted.
This kind of character also predestined Ye Fan to endure far more storms and hindrances than normal people for thousands of generations in the process of his growth.
Therefore, Li Er and the others were not surprised that the Martial God Hall side was unhappy with Ye Fan.
The rise of every newcomer was supposed to be a process of challenging the old and powerful, and was also destined to encounter the suppression of the old and powerful.
However, Li Er and the others had never expected that this suppression by the Martial God Hall was going to wipe out Ye Fan, outright?
Just as the crowd was trembling at the decision from above, Yan Bu Ping's solemn and solemn voice resounded once again.
"But, for the sake of Ye Fan's youthful ignorance, and his contribution to the martial arts of China."
"After deliberations among the top echelons of the Chinese Martial Dao, we will spare his life."
"However, death can be spared, but living sins are hard to escape."
"The Martial Hall has unanimously decided that the sinner, Ye Fan, should go to Yan Yang Town in Jing Zhou, wear mourning and kneel for three days, in order to warn the spirits of more than 100,000 of our Chinese people in heaven!"
"And, to publicly apologize to the entire martial arts world."
A majestic voice echoed in all directions.
After hearing this turn of events, many people let out a long sigh of relief.
"Mudd!"
"Is this old guy a pig?"
"Big gasp."
"Scared the hell out of me."
"I thought that the top was going to execute Mr. Chu?"
Li Er cursed as he laughed.
To them, this was naturally good news.
It was just a matter of making Ye Fan kneel and apologise, perhaps losing some face, but at least his life was saved.
As long as Mr. Chu was still alive, then the big picture of their Jiangdong would not be in chaos.
However, Qiu Mu Orange and Xu Lei and the others were not as optimistic as Li Er.
Even after hearing the Martial God Hall's punishment for Ye Fan, the worry on Xu Lei's pretty face was even greater.
"Haha~"
"Chief Xu, the Dragon Lord is fine."
"I told you, the Martial God Temple doesn't have that determination and courage to fight the Dragon Lord to the death."
"After all, with Lord Dragon's ability, the Martial God Hall knows very well that after turning against Lord Dragon, the Martial God Hall's losses would by no means be small!"
Amongst the crowd, Xue Ren Yang, the head of the Xue Family, also laughed harshly.
Don't look at the good words of the Martial God Hall, saying that they were mindful of Ye Fan's youth and his contribution to the martial arts of China.
This was all bullshit!
Even a fool could see that the Martial Gods Temple did not want to move Ye Fan, they just did not dare to do so, the price was too high.
So in the end, they could only discuss such an insubstantial punishment.
Xu Lei, however, could not be happy.
Faced with Xue Renyang's words, Xu Lei shook her head instead and said worriedly, "Do you really think it's alright?"
"You guys don't understand him."
"Little Brother Fan is a noble man."
"To him, the punishment of honour is far heavier than the punishment of the person, more so."
"Making Little Brother Fan wear mourning and kneel in apology. It's even more cruel than taking his life."
"The Martial God Hall is afraid that even if they don't want to flip-flop with Brother Little Fan this time, they will have to."
Xu Lei's brow was locked, and there was worry in her quiet words.
"Chief Xu, you... You mean that the Dragon Lord, he, will openly disobey the order?"
With these words, Xu Lei instantly shattered Xue Ren Yang's beautiful fantasy.
He also suddenly realised that tonight's events would most likely take a direction that everyone had not expected.
"Patriarch Wushuang, take the order." As he spoke, Yan Bu Ping then handed the document, which had been read out, to Ye Fan, "There is no need to say thank you. My Chinese martial art has always been benevolent and righteous, and the Martial God Hall is even more generous in its treatment of martial artists under its subordinates. Punishment is not the aim, warning is the aim."
"Before I came, Lord Fist asked me to give you a message."
"I hope you will change your ways and be good to yourself."
On the shores of the long lake, Yan Bu Ping was dressed in a long robe, the document held in his hands, not wet with water.
After saying these words, Yan Bu Ping's gaze also kept falling on the teenager in front of him, paying unfailing attention to the teenage seal's actions.
He was not the only one, the other four Patriarchs behind him were also all staring at Ye Fan as if they were facing a great enemy, in order to see his reaction.
However, what surprised Yan Bu Ping and the others was that after hearing the decision on the punishment of the Chinese Martial Arts Dao, he did not question it, nor did he resist or complain, and always remained silent.
It looked like he had acquiesced to this decision from above.
"Those who know the times are the best."
"Although the title of the Peerless Patriarch comes in name only, at least he is a handsome man who knows the times."
"Also, this wife of Patriarch Wushuang is as enviable as a flower."
"Haha~"
When Ke Che saw this, there was a bit of sarcasm in his laughter.
As he spoke, Ke Che even turned his head to look at Qiu Mu Orange, who was caught in his hands.
However, his laughter did not last long before Ye Fan's icy words immediately rang out, "Let her go."
The words were hard and carried a majesty that could not be questioned.
"Hm?"
"You're ordering me around?"
The smile dissipated, and Ke Che immediately frowned.
Originally, seeing Ye Fan acquiesce to this decision from above, Ke Che was ready to let Qiu Mu Orange go.
However, the tone of Ye Fan's words made Ke Che extremely unhappy.
If he were to let Qiu Mu Orange go so easily in front of the public, it would make the world think that he, Ke Che, was afraid of a youngster?
"Let her go."
Ignoring Ke Che's rhetorical question, Ye Fan repeated one more time.
The faint words were a few degrees heavier in chill compared to before.
"Patriarch Wushuang, when you beg someone to do something, you have to have the attitude of begging them." Ke Che's face was gloomy as he coldly reminded.
"I'll say one last thing, let her go."
It was still a calm and low tone of voice. As he said these words, Ye Fan remained expressionless, making it impossible for people to see any emotions at all.
However, those who were familiar with Ye Fan knew that at this moment, how calm the teenager was acting, then how angry he was, in his heart.
"You~"
Ye Fan's contempt and disregard seemed to have angered Ke Che.
Ke Che could not hold back and was about to angrily scold at Ye Fan, when Yan Bu Ping, who was at the side, saw this and hurriedly pulled him back.
"Ke Lao, come on."
"After all, it's a Chinese seal, it's better not to provoke if you can."
"Besides, it is beneath our status to meet with a junior."
"Since he has already confessed and admitted his guilt, there is no need to bring his woman to Yanshan."
With the attitude of putting things to rest, Yan Bu Ping advised Ke Che.