Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Before Ye Qingtian could remain stunned for long, Huangniu had widened its eyes upon hearing War

God's words.

It instantly kicked its hoof on Ye Qingtian's face.

“You're the one who has been f*ckng raised by Ye Fan! I was raised by nature. He was not involved at

all! Have I ever relied on him to provide for me?” Huangniu was furious.

It was a dignified being, but now, they were treating it like it was Ye Fan's pet. There was no way it

would not be mad.

Nevertheless, Huangniu was still merciful.

Otherwise, a smack from Huangniu would have killed War God with how injured the latter was.

Right then, War God rose to his feet with a guilty look on his face.

“Sorry, Mister. I didn't think through my words and have said the wrong things.”

Ye Qingtian knew that he had made a mistake as well, so he apologized to the calf.

He never thought that the four-legged calf would be such a prideful creature.

Sure enough, capable people all had a temper of their own.

Wait, no, I should be saying all impressive calves have a temper of their own instead.

“Cut the cr*p. Are you Ye Fan's follower? If yes, come with me. If not, stay here and wait for death to

claim you.”

Huangniu did not want to waste too much time lingering around.

After all, there were tons of things he had to do at Jiangdong, so he did not want to waste his precious

life on pointless people like these.

Ye Qingtian froze for a second before nodding. “Yes, yes. I'm Ye Fan's follower, but I'm not the only

one. These people beside me are all his followers. We're all from Jiangdong.”

Ye Qingtian was shrewd and he was quick to figure out the situation.

He realized that it seemed like the calf was only there to help out Jiangdong people who were close to

Ye Fan.

Thus, he told it that they were all from Jiangdong.

“Da*n! That many of you?”

The corner of Huangniu's eyes twitched. It was annoyed, for there were over a hundred people in front

of it.

Huangniu was doubtful, so he began asking them one by one. “Are you really all from Jiangdong? Are

you really all his followers?”

The martial artists from China were not fools. They knew that their lives were in Huangniu's hands.

Therefore, they all nodded and told it that they were from Jiangdong and were Ye Fan's subordinate's

followers.

“Well then, since you're all his followers, hurry up and follow me back to Jiangdong. I don't want to stay

in this darn place any second more than I have to,” Huangniu urged the others to swiftly leave Mount

Yan and head toward Jiangdong.

However, it was a big group, and there were bound to be people who were unwilling to give up on

Mount Yan and return to Jiangdong.

One would be the King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng.

Just as Huangniu was about to lead the people away, Mo Gucheng anxiously stepped out.

He stopped Huangniu and snarled agitatedly, “Why do we have to go back to Jiangdong? Mount Yan is

the sacred land of martial arts in China! If you can defeat Chu Yuan, you can surely defeat Chu Sect

too. You have the ability to guard Mount Yan. Moreover, as a calf of China, you too, have the duty of

guarding the sacred land of China's martial arts world! Hence, you can't go back to Jiangdong. You

have to stay here and aid us in making Chu Sect retreat. You have to help us guard this sacred land of

China's martial arts world. Jiangdong is a speck of dust in comparison to Mount Yan. Why should we

stay in that place instead of guarding the sacred land?”

Nevertheless, all his words were only to convey one point, which was that he did not want to go to

Jiangdong.

King of Fighters' thought was a sentiment Sword Saint shared.

“King of Fighters is right. If you're a calf of China, you should be guarding the sacred land of China's

martial arts world and not a small place like Jiangdong. You have to stay and defend the land against

Chu Sect with us. Jiangdong isn't in any danger and doesn't have anyone to guard it. Moreover, it

symbolizes nothing to China's martial arts world, so there's nothing there that's worth our protection.

On the other hand, Mount Yan is the land of China's martial artists. It's the place of the highest martial

arts authority in China, and it's a symbol for so many things.”

“I think that out of everywhere to guard, Mount Yan should be the one we should guard too!”

Both King of Fighters and Sword Saint did not want to go to Jiangdong.

War God had mentioned it before, but the two had rejected his idea.

Both had deep feelings for China and Mount Yan.

In contrast, they bore little feelings for Jiangdong.

Furthermore, Ye Fan was there, and the two of them had embarrassed themselves there back then too.

Therefore, they were not fond of the place.

Why should we head to Jiangdong and guard the hometown of a dead man instead of guarding the

sacred land of China's martial arts world? Ye Fan's clearly not worthy enough to make all of China's

martial artists guard his hometown instead of the sacred land of China's martial arts world.

“Sword Saint, King of Fighters, why are you still clinging onto your personal prejudices at a time like

this? Is there a point in arguing over such things now?”

“What's most important is to protect the many lives of China's martial arts world.”

Ye Qingtian gritted his teeth when he heard Sword Saint and King of Fighters' words.

Great tribulation was coming for them, but King of Fighters and Sword Saint were still stubborn about

the significance of Mount Yan.

Is Jiangdong not China's land too?

Whilst Ye Qingtian was boiling in rage, Huangniu frowned, seemingly realizing something.

It turned around and asked Sword Saint and King of Fighters, “Are you both from Jiangdong too? Are

you Ye Fan's followers too?”

At that, everyone turned toward the two.

Many were waiting for Sword Saint and King of Fighters' response.

At the same time, Ye Qingtian, who was by Huangniu's side, kept giving the two men looks.

He was signaling them to state that they were from Jiangdong and were Ye Fan's subordinates.

He was signaling them to state that they were from Jiangdong and were Ye Fan's subordinates.

However, Mo Gucheng scoffed.

“Jiangdong? I just said that Jiangdong's a small place, so how can a pillar of China be born from that

place? I, Mo Gucheng, hail from Yanjing. This land I'm stepping on is my hometown. What a joke! I've

lived more than enough years to be Ye Fan's grandfather. I'm the Hall Master of War God Castle, so

how can I possibly be his follower?”

Mo Gucheng then laughed in pride.

Sword Saint too shook his head and refused to say that he was from Jiangdong. He also refused to say

that he was Ye Fan's subordinate.

After all, he was the Hall Master of War God Castle—a prestigious figure in the nation's martial arts

world.

On the other hand, Ye Fan was only a man who came to fame later on.

No matter how talented or powerful Ye Fan was, the Hall Master of War God Castle who had been the

Sword Saint for his whole life would find death easier than to claim that he was Ye Fan's follower, for

that meant that he would be bowing to a junior.

“Y-You—”

Ye Qingtian was absolutely livid to hear their answers.

He was really disappointed with them.

“Fools! Why are you still so adamant about clinging to your pride at a time like this? What's wrong with

admitting that you're Ye Fan's follower? It's not as if we're going to laugh at you on that!”

Ye Qingtian had truly lost it.

They've been leading the people for far too long to the point they've lost their intellect! How can they

still be so concerned about their identities even at a tough time like this?

Left without a choice, Ye Qingtian tried to convince Huangniu, “Mister, they've been dropped on their

heads, so they're speaking nonsense. To be honest, they're both from Jiangdong too, and they're Ye

Fan's followers.”

However, Huangniu laughed. “Do you think I'm a f*cking idiot?”

After his bout of laughing, Huangniu went over to Sword Saint and King of Fighters before sending

them flying with two kicks.

“Get lost if you're not from Jiangdong! The rest of you, come with me.”

Huangniu then led the others down the mountain.

In the meantime, both Sword Saint and King of Fighters were reeling in from the shock of getting

kicked.

“Y-You crazy calf, are you really going to leave? You're a calf of China, and it's your duty to guard

China's martial arts world! Otherwise, are you worthy of the land you tread on and the country that

raised you? As long as you stay and aid us in defending against Chu Sect, War God Castle will double

everything Ye Fan promised to give you when he was still alive! You'll be one of the pillars of China,

and you'll be worshipped by the people!”

King of Fighters and Sword Saint clambered to their feet and stopped Huangniu, for they insisted on

having Huangniu guard Mount Yan and give up on Jiangdong.