"This... This is, Ye Fan's voice?"
The low, slow words echoed slowly in this part of the world.
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the two Sword Saints both trembled, and Tang Hao's eyes even widened as he looked in the direction where the voice came from.
Obviously, Tang Hao had not expected that despite their sincerity, Ye Fan would still not give them any chance.
With a single word, they were told to go back.
However, how could Tang Hao be willing to do so, he still said back in a loud voice, "Ye Fan, no matter how big the misunderstanding between us is, we must meet and talk."
"We have come a thousand miles to apologise to you in good faith."
"If we don't see you, we won't leave."
Tang Hao was still insisting.
However, no more words rang out in the Ye family's old mansion.
Even at the noon feast, there was no place for the Sword Saint and the others.
Just like this, Tang Hao and the others, stood in front of the Ye family's gate for the rest of the day.
Until the sun set in the west and the evening sun filled the sky.
The guests from all directions began to leave, and the Sword Saints were still waiting.
Even as the crowd in the hall dispersed, the moon rose above the branches and the stars filled the sky, the Sword Saint and the others still did not see Ye Fan's figure.
After an unknown amount of time, the Sword Saint sighed quietly.
"It's just that, Tang Hao, let's go back."
"But, we haven't seen Ye Fan yet, so we're just going back?" Tang Hao was unwilling.
The Sword Saint shook his head and gave a bitter laugh, "If we wait any longer, he's afraid he won't see us again either."
"Like he said, why add flowers to the brocade when carbon has not been sent in the snow?"
"What qualifications do we have now, to ask for his forgiveness?"
"Go back."
Having waited here all day, Ye Fan's meaning, the Sword Saint had undoubtedly seen it.
He knew that this time, they, the Martial God Hall, had truly broken Ye Fan's heart, and it was no longer something that could be undone by an apology.
Just like this, the Sword Saint, who had been waiting here for a day, was not able to see Ye Fan's face after all.
With helplessness and loss, they returned despondently.
"Dragon Master, the Sword Saints and the others have left."
"But, are you really not going to meet with them?"
"If we can ease relations with the Martial God Hall and form an offensive and defensive alliance, if the Chu Sect retaliates against us in the future, the pressure on our Dragon God Hall will be less."
In the middle of the room, Gaia, however, spoke out to persuade.
Ye Fan lightly sipped his tea and said with an expressionless face, "Even if there is retaliation, at most, it will be the Chu Clan retaliating against us."
"The Chu Clan would not yet do something so faithless as their words."
"Dragon Master, it's impossible to say. That Chu Yuan is the teacher of the current Chu Sect Master, what if he has talked Tang Yun into it? If we gather the strength of the three Chu Sect families against us in the future, then we'll be passive." The pause seemed calm and leisurely, but the stone in Gaia and the others' hearts was slow to fall to the ground.
They had caused so much damage to the Chu Clan before, and honestly, Gaia did not believe that that Chu Clan would just give up so easily.
"Don't worry."
"With what I know about her, this bit of credit, I still have."
As he said this, before Ye Fan's eyes, that graceful and luxurious figure seemed to emerge again.
Thinking back to the battle on Chu Men Mountain that day, Ye Fan had thought that she would unprincipledly side with Chu Yuan.
However, the final result was beyond Ye Fan's expectation.
No matter what, this Tang Yun could be considered as a great hero.
At least, with her own principles.
"Alright, Dragon Master."
"Whatever you want."
"I just feel that it's always beneficial to unite a few more people." Seeing that Ye Fan did not have the slightest intention of easing relations with the Martial God Hall, Gaia did not say any more.
Ye Fan, however, grunted, "People like them only have profit in their eyes and no benevolence or righteousness."
"When you were at your peak, they came a thousand miles to congratulate you."
"When you were down, I'm afraid they will fall on their sword again."
"The paths are different, so why do they have to conspire?"
Ye Fan shook his head and said, there were many things that he undoubtedly saw extremely thoroughly.
Just like the Sword Saint and the others, who had come to apologise today, it was not because he, Ye Fan, had topped the Heavenly Ranking and had survived the war with the Chu Family.
But what if, for example, he had lost?
I was afraid that he would be shunned.
However, just as Ye Fan's words fell, outside the door, the wind suddenly picked up.
The sluggish autumn wind, wrapped in the coolness of mid-autumn, blew in slowly.
Ye Fan suddenly raised his head, glanced out of the window, and after dismissing those around him, he said in a low voice, "Since you are here, come in and have a cup of tea."
A low, slow voice rang out quietly.
However, no one appeared for a long time.
It was only when, Ye Fan finished his cup of tea that Ye Qingtian's figure, emerged.
"Have a seat."
Ye Fan said as he poured a cup of tea for Ye Qingtian.
Ye Qingtian remained silent, only picking up the tea and drinking it in one go.
Perhaps the tea was not enjoyable, and after finishing the cup, Ye Qingtian shouted, "Bring the wine."
Ye Fan smiled at his words.
And then with a wave of his sleeve, a bottle of Maotai wine, which was on the table, flew over at once.
Ye Qingtian didn't let Ye Fan pour it for him, so he took the bottle himself and drank from a glass.
After a long time, Ye Qingtian lifted his head and looked straight at Ye Fan with both eyes, "Ye Fan, what exactly do you think?"
"Could it be that in the future, you really want to break away from the Yanxia Martial Way?"
"You're going to turn your back on your family and country?"
"Today, you must tell me clearly!"
Ye Qingtian's old eyes flushed a little red as he asked repeatedly.
At first, Ye Fan did not answer, just sipping his tea by himself.
"Ye Fan, you tell me!"
"I need an attitude from you!"
Ye Qingtian, however, could not wait and grabbed Ye Fan's cup of tea, forcing Ye Fan to answer.
Ye Fan smiled lightly, "I, Ye Fan, do not join the Martial God Hall, but I am still from Yanxia."
"If Yanxia is in trouble, I will not ignore it."
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Ye Qingtian, who was originally filled with boredom, immediately rejoiced, "Haha~"
"Kid, I was waiting for this word from you!"
"I knew it, this War God has not misjudged anyone."
"Good."
"With this assurance from you, this War God, too, can rest easy in seclusion."
"Come, drink!"
Ye Qingtian laughed harshly.
"Hm? You're going into seclusion?" Ye Fan asked.
"Yes." Ye Qingtian sighed and worried, "Now that Chu Yuan has reappeared, the Chu Sect's power has risen greatly."
"If the Chu Sect starts a war again, it will be hard for our Yanxia Martial Dao to resist."
"Of course, now that I have you to help me, I feel a lot less pressure."
"However, the burden cannot be placed on you alone."
"All these years, I have been stuck in a bottleneck, and it has been difficult for me to break through."
"This time, I want to close up again and make a breakthrough."
"If I break through the bottleneck, there will be one more person in Yanxia in the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking."
Ye Qingtian said in a deep voice.
Obviously, the recent happenings in the martial world, especially the existence of Chu Yuan and the Moon God, who were beyond the Seal of Power, had greatly stimulated Ye Qingtian.
This Yanxia War God was filled with an unprecedented thirst for power.
"Hm."
"Then, I wish the War God, a smooth breakthrough through the bottleneck."
Ye Fan smiled and toasted Ye Qingtian with a glass of wine.
In the vast China, the only person in the martial arts world that Ye Fan had a good feeling about was probably this God of War, Ye Qingtian, right in front of him.
Therefore, even if he fell out with the God of War, Ye Fan was still willing to maintain the personal relationship with Ye Qingtian.
"Just paying lip service?"
"Not passing on your experience?"
"You, the number one existence on the Heavenly Ranking, must have a comprehension of the martial dao that is far superior to mine."
"Come on!"
"Tell me about it."
Ye Qingtian looked at Ye Fan with the eyes of a young student thirsting for knowledge, licking his face.
Ye Fan instantly laughed, "I see that you came to me today to set me up for experience, right?"