Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“Justice?”

Ye Fan burst into laughter.

His loud chuckle resonated across the entire place.

Every word he spoke was laced with mockery and sarcasm.

“Hahaha! How do you expect me to trust you all? If you were reasonable, Jiangdong wouldn't have

been violated, and my friends and family wouldn't be murdered. Ye Qingtian, no matter what,

everything I did was to save China from falling apart and the martial arts world from danger. Is this how

you repay me? You destroyed my property, killed my subordinates, and ruined the foundation I built. I

would've let it slide if the other countries did this to me, but you were the ones who did this to me. My

fellow comrades had just died, and you're already starting all these?”

Ye Fan's furious roar sounded like rumbling thunder.

His raging fury was as though blazing flames, setting Yunzhou on fire.

“T-This is impossible. H-How did this happen? The task we assigned Mo Wuya was only for him to

discuss with you guys regarding merging the martial arts world of Jiangdong with War God Castle to

realize the unification of the martial arts world within the country.”

When Ye Qingtian heard Ye Fan's words, his expression changed.

Turning around, he glared at Mo Wuya behind him.

“Wuya, what is the meaning of this? Is what Ye Fan said true?” asked Ye Qingtian sternly.

Mo Wuya had already regained some strength after Xiao Chen treated his injuries.

“Mr. War God, it's not that I don't want a peaceful alliance. It's because the people of Jiangdong are

stubborn. They only know about Chu Tianfan, but not War God Castle. They regarded our order with

disdain and didn't even give us a chance to talk it out. They wish to stand on their own and achieve

independence in the martial arts world. I had no choice but to plot such a scheme. If I didn't use such

extreme methods to rid them of their influence and minions, how could we unify the martial arts world in

China? How will War God Castle exercise its authority?”

Mo Wuya sounded as though he had been holding in all those grievances with no outlet for him to vent.

The moment Ye Qingtian questioned him, he revealed everything right away.

However, Ye Qingtian wasn't going to listen to his explanation.

He flicked his sleeve and suddenly exerted a surge of Qi.

As if being struck by a long whip, Mo Wuya let out an agonized scream as he was sent flying off into

the distance.

“Ye, you...”

Xiao Chen and the rest were frightened by Ye Qingtian's actions.

Mo Wuya was already severely injured. It was only natural for Xiao Chen and Mo Gucheng to be

worried about Mo Wuya after Ye Qingtian attacked him.

However, being Mo Wuya's father, Mo Gucheng couldn't say much in such circumstances.

Xiao Chen, however, stepped forward to shield Mo Wuya. “Ye, that's enough. Do you wish to kill him?”

“I am teaching this b*stard a lesson! Before coming here, we reminded him not to cross the line. Not

only did he refuse to listen, but he was even audacious enough to cause trouble in Jiangdong! He's a

grown man, but he doesn't even consider the consequences of his actions. Now, look at this mess! He

brought it upon himself! Did you not learn anything from our teachings all these years? I would've let it

slide if you caused trouble in other places. What makes you think Jiangdong is a place you could do as

you please?”

Ye Qingtian's rage boiled over.

No wonder Ye Fan is so mad. Turns out this brat had gone for the kill.

Ye Qingtian was well aware that Ye Fan was a sentimental person.

He would take revenge without mercy when the people he cared for were hurt.

Mo Wuya dared not make a peep after Ye Qingtian taught him a lesson. He merely lay flat on the

ground, coughing up blood. The severe aches all over his body made him feel like his entire being was

engulfed in scorching flames.

“War God, do you think I'd let him off the hook after you put on such an act to earn my sympathy? I told

you long before this. No one shall lay a finger on Jiangdong. Whoever does so will die!”

Boom!

After saying that, Ye Fan suddenly made an impressive move.

A shockingly large palm appeared out of nowhere and came slamming down at Mo Wuya, bringing with

it immense force.

Xiao Chen and the rest gasped and dashed forward.

Undoubtedly, Ye Qingtian wouldn't just sit back and watch. He unleashed Heavenly Palm once again to

rescue Mo Wuya.

Just like that, the three pillars of China faced Ye Fan head-on.

“Mr. Chu, calm down.”

Witnessing the scene, Li Er, who was standing at the side, instantly panicked.

The scenario he dreaded the most finally happened.

Ye Fan still engaged in a battle with War God Castle in the end.

However, the battle didn't last long.

As Ye Fan used most of his energy to heal Angie, less than seventy percent of his peak strength

remained.

Despite so, his opponents were still no match for him.

With just one strike from him, the three pillars of China were defeated.

Ye Qingtian took a lighter hit, stumbled a few meters backward, and swallowed the blood he coughed

up.

However, Xiao Chen and Mo Gucheng were not that lucky. They were wounded grievously, spurting out

blood as their bodies flew into the air and crashed into several tall walls.

Eventually, they sprawled on the ground while clenching their chests and couldn't stop vomiting blood.

However, they were, after all, senior supreme grandmasters, so their combat and defensive skills

undoubtedly surpassed Mo Wuya's.

Enduring the intense pain, they quickly got up and shielded Mo Wuya again.

Ye Fan's expression clouded over when he saw how determined they were to protect Mo Wuya. The

murderous look in his gaze grew prominent.

“Looks like all of you have a death wish.”

Subsequently, Ye Fan gathered the energy in his elixir field, getting ready to unleash Invoke the

Celestial Sky.

Waves of powerful force enveloped Ye Fan's body.

From a distance, it looked as if huge tidal waves were surrounding him.

No one could fathom what terrifying move Ye Fan was about to unbridle next.

“Dad, M-Mr. Ye, M-Mr. Xiao, hurry up and leave. Y-You all won't stand a chance against him. F-Forget

about me... Just go...” muttered Mo Wuya in a choked voice while dragging his body against the

ground.

He seemed like he had resigned to his fate.

“Stop talking, Wuya! I'll save you. I will stay with you until the very end even if it means dying with you!”

Mo Gucheng's eyes reddened, and a look of determination swirled in his gaze.

Ye Fan ignored the emotional exchange between the father-and-son duo and approached with

intimidating steps.

Ye Qingtian panicked and said, “Ye Fan, must you be so ruthless? Wuya's methods might be brutal, but

what he did was for the country's sake. All this while, Jiangdong remained under your protection and

never adhered to any orders, operating according to their own set of rules. As such, War God Castle

stationed someone in Jiangdong to integrate the place and unify all forces in China's martial arts world.

What is so wrong with that? If the martial arts world isn't unified, how can we rebuild our legacy and

rise again? You shouldn't get in the way of the country's development for your own selfish desires.”

As Ye Qingtian explained anxiously, the veins on his face bulged.

Ye Fan sneered and said, “To put it simply, all you wanted was to claim Jiangdong and revoke my

authority. Fine. If you insist on claiming my territory and taking me down, suit yourself. We shall

compete to the best of our abilities.”

Ye Fan no longer wanted to continue arguing with them.

No matter what intention they have, they should never make it a reason to destroy Jiangdong. For the

country's sake? Unifying the forces in the martial arts world? What a bunch of bullsh*t.

All he knew was that he would not allow anyone to lay a finger on his people, not even War God

Castle.

As soon as he finished his sentence, he launched an attack that was bursting with power.

Ye Qingtian gasped in shock upon seeing that Ye Fan showed no intention of having any mercy.

“Looks like you don't care about our past relationships at all...”

As soon as anxiousness inundated Ye Qingtian, a sneer rang out from beneath the clouds at the edge

of the sky.

“Hahaha... Compete to the best of our abilities, eh? Chu Tianfan, I shall grant your wish since you had

the audacity to say so. Let's compete and see who lives or dies today!”