In the sound of regret, Ye Qingtian stretched out his hand in the direction of Ye Fan.

"Is that Ye Fan?"

"I am Ye Qingtian."

"The punch I just punched was not malicious. I just wanted to test the true strength of our young Chinese grandmaster."

"Now it seems that you do have the power of a master."

"In our land of China, if we can have a young talent like you, the Chinese martial arts can be considered a successor."

Ye Qingtian smiled calmly, and his laughter was magnanimous. His eyes looking at Ye Fan were full of joy and admiration, without any hostility.

Ye Fan was not a petty person. After learning that Ye Qingtian had no ill intentions, he happily stretched out his arm and shook hands with Ye Qingtian.

"The God of War is overrated."

"My achievements today are all due to luck." Ye Fan said modestly.

"Why?"

"How can you call it a fluke?"

"The punch that I, Ye Qingtian, just made was definitely not something I could catch just by luck."

The God of War laughed.

Later, the God of War invited Ye Fan to the room for a chat.

"Brother Ye, you have achieved such cultivation at such a young age."

"To be able to teach future disciples like you, my master must be a well-known figure in the martial arts world, right?"

"I don't know Brother Ye, can you tell me the name of your master?"

In the room, the God of War made tea.

In front of you, the fragrance of tea is thick, and the steaming hot air carries the alluring fragrance of tea, lingering in your nose.

The two were drinking tea and talking.

But Ye Fan shook his head and smiled: "The family's tutor is no more than a peasant from the countryside, his background is unknown, and he is not worth mentioning."

It is naturally impossible for Ye Fan to tell Ye Qingtian his details.

Not to mention whether Ye Qingtian is trustworthy or not, even if he is trustworthy, Ye Fan will not reveal his life experience to him.

After all, it makes no sense.

It's nothing more than a few more words of comfort and emotion.

What's more, Ye Fan's goal is too terrifying and ambitious.

Ye Fan can guarantee that if Ye Qingtian knew that his goal was to destroy the Chu family and make everyone in the Chu family bow their heads, he would be extremely shocked.

You may even feel that he is overestimating his capabilities and seeking death.

Therefore, since childhood, Ye Fan's life experience and career have never been told to anyone.

His path can only be walked by himself.

No need, let others know.

Ye Qingtian naturally saw that Ye Fan didn't seem to want to reveal his teacher's identity, so he didn't ask again.

Instead, he changed the topic and asked Ye Fan whether he was married or something like that.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ye Qingtian finally got down to business.

"Little brother Ye Fan, you should know about the Chinese Martial Arts Temple, right?"

Ye Fan nodded: "Yeah."

"The Martial Arts Temple is the highest authority of Chinese Martial Arts and governs Chinese Martial Arts."

"A martial artist will naturally know."

The God of War smiled and continued to ask: "How is it? Are you interested in joining the Martial Arts Temple?"

"Although after so many years, only titled grand masters can enter the Martial Arts Temple."

"But, I can make an exception for you."

The rules are made by people.

Perhaps, in Ye Qingtian's view, today's Ye Fan is not a titled grandmaster, but the value of a young grandmaster far exceeds the title.

What's more, with Ye Fan's talent, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a titled grandmaster.

Therefore, in order to win Ye Fan into the Martial Arts Temple in advance, Ye Qingtian naturally ignored any rules and regulations and directly made an exception to recruit him.

Before Ye Fan could speak, Lu Tianhe next to him was immediately startled.
Chapter completed!