It was rare to see Qiu Mu Orange reveal such a cute and charming look, and Ye Fan, standing there outside the door, unconsciously grinned and smiled smittenly.
However, who knew that underneath his bright smile, there were a thousand holes in his heart.
"I'm sorry, Mu Orange."
"Once, I, Chu Tianfan, thought that I could give you a lifetime of peace, that I could have the power to protect you until the end of time."
"But now it seems that I have overestimated myself."
"In the end, I couldn't even give you the most ordinary and peaceful life."
"After all, it is I, Chu Tianfan, who has failed you ...."
Under the cold night, the wind was like a knife and the moon was like water.
Ye Fan was just like this, alone, in front of Qiu Mu Orange's door, keeping watch all night.
It was not until the early hours of the morning that he left.
However, instead of cultivating and retreating, as he had told Gaia before, Ye Fan went to Yunzhou and summoned the leading big man of Yunzhou, Li Er!
At the top of Genting Mountain, there were clouds and mist, and a villa stood.
Ye Fan stood with his hands folded, and behind him, was Li Er who had hurriedly arrived.
"Mr. Chu, why have you suddenly come to Yunzhou?"
"Why didn't you say hello so that I could set up a banquet to receive you?"
During this period of time, Ye Fan had been living in Jingzhou for a long time.
Now that Ye Fan had suddenly returned to Yunzhou City, Li Er was naturally slightly surprised.
"It's nothing. In a few days, I have who matter to settle."
"Before I leave, there are some words that I want to say to you."
Li Er's low words rang out quietly.
In the cold tone, one could not hear the slightest emotion.
Li Er first froze, and then respectfully said, "What instructions do you have, Mr. Chu, just say."
"I, Li Er, will strictly carry them out."
Ye Fan did not reply, but merely handed an envelope, to Li Er.
"If, in the future, something bad happens to me, you will give this letter, to my wife, Qiu Mu Orange."
"Also, no matter what happens in the future, I hope that you, the Jiangdong clan, will still treat Mu Orange as you did before."
"Do you remember what I have said?"
Ye Fan turned around, his eyes like fire, looking directly at the old man in front of him.
Those sharp eyes nearly saw through everything that Li Er had.
"Mr. Chu, then you..."
Li Er was somewhat puzzled, as he felt inexplicable emotions from Ye Fan's words.
"Extra words, no need to ask more."
"Everyone has a destiny, life and death are in heaven."
"In the future, help me guard Jiangdong."
Hoo~
The cold wind was bitterly cold and swept up the yellow leaves in the sky.
After explaining these things, Ye Fan turned to leave.
The only thing left for Li Er, for Yunzhou, and for the entire Jiangdong was that thin, magnificent back.
For some reason, as he watched Ye Fan's departure, Li Er's old eyes turned a little red.
He always felt that the distance between him and Mr. Chu was getting farther and farther.
In the past, when Ye Fan was still in Yunzhou, he followed behind Mr. Chu in this Jiangdong land and roamed around, pretending to be a pussy all the way, how cool was that?
But later, at some point, Li Er found that the time Ye Fan stayed in Yunzhou was getting shorter and shorter, and the chances of him following Ye Fan to attend important occasions were also getting less and less.
At one time, Li Er thought it was because Mr. Chu was getting higher and higher, and he couldn't climb up.
But after this meeting today, Li Er suddenly had the feeling that he would never see Mr. Chu again.
The higher a person stands, the higher the pressure he has to bear.
He did not know what Mr. Chu was carrying on his back. All he knew was that he wanted Mr. Chu to be alive and well.
He was the face of Jiangdong, the pillar of Jiangdong, and the anchor of all the powerful people in Jiangdong.
If something happened to him, Li Er really dared not imagine what would become of Jiangdong in the future?
"Ai..."
"Sometimes, I really wish I could turn back time."
"Go back to that summer, when we first met with Mr. Chu."
At that time, Ye Fan was still just a small superfluous son-in-law of the Qiu family, and he, Li Er, was only somewhat famous in this tiny Yunzhou City.
Ye Fan was not famous in the world, and he, Li Er, was only living in a corner.
The King of Jiangdong was still Chen Ao, and the Taishan Martial Meeting had not yet been fought.
Everything, as it was at the very beginning.
Perhaps, there was no supreme power, no majesty of ruling a province.
But at that time, it was happy and pleasant.
A few years down the line, Li Er witnessed, step by step, Ye Fan's rise from a small superfluous son-in-law of the Qiu family, to the pinnacle of power.
The revered leader of Jiangdong, the young general of the Green Dragon, and even the number one on the Heavenly Ranking today!
He, Li Er, also followed Mr. Chu's majesty and leveled up to become the top big man in the entire Jiangdong Province, second only to Ye Fan.
Power, authority and majesty, their heights were getting higher and higher, but the smiles, however, were getting less and less.
Sometimes, Li Er felt this life, extremely ironic.
When they were humble, they used everything to get ahead.
But after really standing on the clouds, he found that the happiest years were still the first ordinary ones.
"Mr. Chu, take care..."
At the top of Genting Mountain, Li Er clutched a paper envelope given to him by Ye Fan and shouted loudly at the direction Mr. Chu had left.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was long gone.
After leaving Yunzhou, Ye Fan rolled around again and arrived in Fenghai City.
The old Chu family mansion, as it was at first.
The quiet town, the old courtyard, the wooden doors written with the vicissitudes of the years.
Vaguely, one could still hear a few dogs barking in the courtyard.
Returning to the old Chu family mansion, Ye Fan did not go inside.
Instead, he walked up to the door and knelt down violently.
This kneeling was a day long.
It was only at sunset that Ye Fan, who had been silent, opened his mouth and worshipped, "Grandma Tai, my grandson is unfilial."
"I'm afraid I can't do what I promised you at the beginning."
"You said, "This ability is born from the same root, why do we have to fry each other?"
"But Chu Yuan has no morals, the Chu family has lost its mastery and deceived people too much!"
"I can spare them, but they can't spare me."
"I don't want to kill them, but they want to kill me."
"And even my friends and family."
"My childhood best friend was even had his eyes gouged out and removed by the Chu family."
"The blue-eyed golden flower, before it bloomed, had already withered."
"Although I, Chu Tianfan, do not have the power of the heavens, I still want to do justice for the heavens!"
"This time, when I go to the Chu family again, I will ignore my bloodline and kill the Chu family head, Chu Zhengliang."
"Let the blood of the Chu Family stain the mountains of the Chu Clan!"
"Even if my grandson dies, he will not regret it!
Outside the old mansion, Ye Fan knelt down and bowed down.
His words were resounding, and his voice was poignant, but every word was from his heart, and every sentence was like a sword.
In an instant, it resounded throughout the sky.
The wind was bitterly cold and the leaves were flying.
In the midst of the wind and sand, this thousand-year-old mansion once again added a few mysterious colours.
At the end of his speech, Ye Fan heaved his head again and snapped his head three times at the old mansion.
Up to the end, the closed door of the old mansion did not open.
But Ye Fan no longer waited, and after he finished kowtowing, he turned his head and walked away.
The determination and ruthlessness in his eyebrows carried a sense of sadness and grandeur.
Buzz~
But the moment Ye Fan turned around and left.
The earth suddenly began to tremble.
And then, a green mane burst out from the Chu family's compound.
Immediately afterwards, a sword roar sounded as if a dragon was roaring and a tiger was roaring, exploding into the clouds.
Ye Fan was shocked and turned back with a jolt.
Only to see a wisp of green mane arrive and hover abruptly in front of Ye Fan.
"This... This is..."
Ye Fan's pupils crinkled as he was violently startled.
And at the same time, a vicissitudes and helpless words resounded quietly from the old mansion.
"Back then, my ancestor, the Chu Clan, passed down this ancient sword of Yunyang to cut down demons and evil sycophants and protect the peace of the earth."
"It was unexpected that now, hundreds of years later, the first time the Yunyang Sword's sharpness was revealed, it was the blood of the descendants of the Chu Family that was drunk."
"It's just..."
"I am an old man after all... I am half-dead, so no one will listen to what I have to say."
"Do as you wish."
"Uncle and nephew may fight each other, or grandfather and grandson may kill each other..."
"It's all about your own lives..."