"What did you say?"

"Is this not your ambition?"

When the God of War heard this, his old eyes suddenly widened.

"Ye Fan, are you telling the truth?"

"This is the position of the permanent master of the Martial Arts Temple. Once you sit on it, you will be one of the four giants in China. You will control the entire country's martial arts. You will become the person who stands at the pinnacle of power in China, and it is also the highest honor for a warrior."

"We, the warriors, all take entering the Martial Palace as the goal we pursue throughout our lives."

"You guys don't seem to be curious about it?"

Ye Qingtian felt incredible.

He felt that he could not see through the young man in front of him more and more.

Before, Ye Fan didn't care about the matter of being banned.

Ye Qingtian only thought that Ye Fan did not dare to be interested because the title of Grandmaster had no real power.

But now, he expressed his willingness to recommend Ye Fan to the highest authority of Chinese martial arts, but this guy still looked like he didn't care.

"Ye Fan, let me ask you, why did you get involved in martial arts and master power?"

"Not for fame, not for profit, and not for power?"

"Is it true that you practice martial arts just because you love it? Because you like it? Because you have no other aspirations?"

Ye Qingtian asked with doubtful eyes.

Before coming, he really didn't expect that Ye Fan would have such an attitude towards this matter.

This has to make Ye Qingtian curious, what is Ye Fan's original intention in practicing martial arts?

He did not think that Ye Fan's involvement in martial arts was without purpose.

After all, to be able to achieve such achievements in martial arts at such an age must have gone through incomparable hardships and hardships.

Fingers that have been bleeding can produce the most incredible sound in the world.

Only by experiencing hellish suffering can one develop the power to create heaven.

And all of this must have a reason, a reason for Ye Fan to endure the suffering and pain.

In the past, Ye Qingtian thought that the reason was fame, wealth and power.

But now it seems that he guessed wrong.

Ye Fan’s original intention seems not to be this.

Facing Ye Qingtian's question, Ye Fan said nothing.

He just put down the tea cup, then turned around and looked at the clear water in front of him, his whole expression became serious: "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course, if you want to say it."

"I'm really curious about what kind of original intention can support you to reach such a height today."

Ye Qingtian's tone was a little urgent.

Even as calm as he was, he still couldn't hide the curiosity in his heart.

Ye Fan suddenly smiled softly and said slowly: "I am not involved in martial arts for fame, wealth, or power."

"It's because of a past, a humiliation from back then, and a past that is unbearable to look back on."

"To be more precise, it's hatred."

"For so many years, I have devoted myself to training and worked hard to become stronger, just so that one day in the future, I can rely on my own strength to return to the place where my mother and I suffered humiliation."

"I want to regain my lost dignity, I want to seek justice for my mother, and I want to make everyone who insulted me, bullied me and looked down on me regret it."

Phew~

The cold wind was biting and the sky was filled with snow.

The lake in front of me was also rippled by thousands of ripples under the cold wind.

In the cold wind, Ye Fan stood expressionless and stood with his hands behind his back.

But who knows the edge and chill in his heart when he said these words.

Even though so long has passed, Ye Fan still remembers that scene vividly.

The helplessness and despair that made the world feel helpless and the earth and the earth unable to function, the humility and shame of being bullied and ridiculed by others, left an indelible shadow on Ye Fan's young mind for the rest of his life.

Regarding that unbearable past, even now, Ye Fan doesn't want to look back.

Because every time I think of that kind of anger and shame, humiliation and despair, it will be like barbs, piercing deeply into Ye Fan's heart.

After so many years, who knows that behind Ye Fan's seemingly strong heart, there are so many holes in his heart?

Returning to Truman is Ye Fan’s obsession and his original intention.

If he doesn't return to Truman, he will feel unhappy.

Once he gets over this grudge, it will always be difficult for him to reconcile with his past self.

It was this obsession that supported Ye Fan and gritted his teeth to survive the battle between life and death.

"Hate?"

Feeling the edge on Ye Fan's body, Ye Qingtian was stunned.

He didn't expect that Ye Fan would be burdened with so many past events at such a young age.

However, he should have thought of it earlier.

There are so many things in the world, but hatred is the strongest motivation for people to work hard to become stronger.

"Now, your great revenge should have been avenged."

"With your current strength, there are very few family forces in China that can withstand your wrath."

"Now that the great revenge has been avenged and the resentment has been settled, why not find a new pursuit for yourself?"

"Work with me to protect China and shoulder the heavy responsibility of our country?"

Ye Qingtian followed the instructions carefully and spoke with sincerity.

"Reported?" Ye Fan suddenly smiled, the smile was sad and cold, full of darkness.

"The person who killed me is still alive, and the person who insulted my mother is still in a very high position and enjoys all the glory."

"Can this grudge be avenged?"

Ye Fan lost his composure and asked sharply.

Ye Qingtian immediately comforted him: "Ye Fan, don't worry."

"With your current status and achievements, revenge is only a matter of minutes."

"And if you are willing, I can also come forward to help you."

"You are my Chinese title, personally canonized by my Martial God God. As the Chinese God of War, I have every reason to help you."

"Tell me, who was the person who insulted you and your mother back then, and what kind of power he had."

"You tell me, I, the God of War, will bring them here tomorrow and kneel down to apologize to you and your mother."

"Of course, the premise is that everything you said is true."

Ye Qingtian said swornly.

From the looks of it, he was really ready to take revenge on Ye Fan's behalf.

After all, Ye Fan has caused enough killings in China now. If he kills again, it will definitely arouse public condemnation.

But if the God of War himself comes forward to help Ye Fan solve this problem, he will not only sell Ye Fan a favor, but also prevent Ye Fan from getting blood on his hands again.

However, facing the good intentions of the God of War, Ye Fan shook his head.

"You don't have to be polite to me."

"Just say it."

"You and I have known each other for so long, why should we be so polite about such a trivial matter?"

Ye Qingtian thought Ye Fan was being polite and was afraid of bothering him, so he rejected his kindness.

But Ye Fan replied: "You are overthinking. I am not being polite, but because you cannot handle this matter. In other words, you, Ye Qingtian, cannot afford to offend this force."

When Ye Qingtian heard this, he jumped up immediately.

"You said I can't afford to offend you?"

"joke!"

“China is so big, who can’t be offended by my God of War?”

"Even if the King of Fighters, Tang Hao and those old boys piss me off, I, the God of War, will still beat them."

"You said, who can I not afford to offend?"
To be continued...