A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1500

 "What did you say?"


        "You don't aspire to this?"


        The War God smiled, and his old eyes instantly glared huge.


        "Ye Fan, are you telling the truth?"


        "This is the position of the permanent hall master of the Martial God Hall, once you sit on it, you should be one of the four giants of the entire China, controlling the entire country's martial dao, and will become a figure standing at the pinnacle of power in China, and the highest glory of a martial artist."


        "Martial artists of my generation, none of them have the goal of entering the Martial God Hall, as their lifelong pursuit."


        "You, fellow, don't seem to be rare?"


        Ye Qingtian felt unbelievable.


        He felt that he was becoming more and more impervious to the teenager in front of him.


        Before, Ye Fan was not bothered about the matter of the seal.


        Ye Qingtian only thought that Ye Fan did not dare to be interested because of the lack of real power of the Sealed Sovereign.


        But now, he expressed his willingness to push Ye Fan into the highest authority of the martial arts in China, but this guy, surprisingly, still looked like he didn't care.


        "Ye Fan, let me ask you, what exactly is the reason for you to get involved in martial arts and master the power?"


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


        "Could it be that you really practice martial arts just for the love of it? Because you like it? Nothing else?"


        Ye Qingtian asked with eyes full of doubts.


        Before coming, he really did not expect that Ye Fan would have such an attitude towards this matter.


        This had to make Ye Qingtian curious, what exactly was Ye Fan's original intention of practicing martial arts?


        He did not think that Ye Fan was involved in martial arts without a purpose.


        After all, to have such achievements in the martial path at such an age, he must have experienced immense hardships and tribulations.


        Only a finger that has shed blood can play the greatest sound in the world.


        Only through the hellish ordeal, can one practice the power to create heaven.


        And all of this, there must be a reason, there is a reason for Ye Fan to endure trials and tribulations endure pain.


        Previously, Ye Qingtian thought that this reason, is fame and fortune, is power.


        But now it seems that he guessed wrong.


        Ye Fan's original intention does not seem to be this.


        Faced with Ye Qingtian's question, Ye Fan did not speak.


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


        "Of course, as long as you want to say."


        "I'm really curious, what kind of originality is it that has supported you to reach the heights you have today."


        Ye Qingtian's tone was somewhat urgent.


        Even if he was as calm as he was, he could not hide the curiosity in his heart at this time.


        Ye Fan suddenly smiled gently and slowly said, "I did not get involved in martial arts for fame and fortune, nor for power."


        "But because of a past, because of a humiliation back then, because of an unpleasant past ."


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


        "For so many years, I've been cultivating and trying to get stronger, just so that one day, with my own power, I can return to the place where my mother and I were humiliated."


        "I want to recover the lost dignity, I want to give my mother justice, I want to make all those who humiliated me and despised me back then, all regret."


        Hoo~


        The cold wind is bitterly cold, rolling up the wind and snow.


        The lake in front of you, also under the cold wind, ripples.


        In the cold wind, Ye Fan expressionless, standing with his hands.


        But who knows, in saying these words, his heart has what kind of sharpness and coldness.


        Even after such a long time, but that scene back then, Ye Fan still vividly remember.


        The kind of helplessness and despair, the kind of humility and shame of being humiliated and ridiculed, left a lifelong shadow on Ye Fan's young mind.


        For that unbearable past, even now, Ye Fan does not want to look back.


        Because every time he remembers, that anger and shame, humility and despair, it will be like a barbed wire, deep into Ye Fan's heart.


        For so many years, who knows, behind the seemingly strong Ye Fan, the thousand holes in his heart?


        Returning to the Chu Sect, is Ye Fan's obsession, but also his original heart.


        If he does not return to the Chu Sect, his heart will not be at peace.


        He is not reconciled with his past self.


        And it was this obsession that supported Ye Fan, gritting his teeth between life and death at a time.


        "Hatred?"


        Feeling the sharpness on Ye Fan's body, Ye Qingtian froze.


        He actually did not expect that Ye Fan, at his young age, was carrying so many past events in his heart.


        However, he should have thought of that.


        There were thousands of things in the world, and only hatred was the strongest motivation to spur people to strive to become stronger, right?


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


        "With your current strength, the whole of China, the family forces that can withstand your anger, I'm afraid there are very few."


        "Since the great revenge has been avenged and the grudge has been put to rest, then why not find a new pursuit for yourself again?"


        "To join me, to protect China, to bear the burden of the family?"


        Ye Qingtian spoke in a good and sincere manner.


        "Retribution?" Ye Fan suddenly smiled, that smile was bleak and cold, morose and full.


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


        "This revenge, can be called revenge?"


        Ye Fan lost his temper a little and asked in a stern voice.


        Ye Qingtian immediately said soothingly, "Ye Fan, don't be anxious."


        "With your current status and achievements, it will be a matter of minutes if you want to take revenge."


        "Moreover, if you are willing, I can also step in to help you."


        "You are my Huaxia Seal, personally enthroned by my Martial God Temple, and as a Huaxia War God, I have every reason to help you out."


        "Say, the person who insulted you and your mother back then, what kind of person and what kind of power."


        "You tell me, this God of War will bring them tomorrow and apologize to you and your mother on your knees."


        "Of course, the premise is that you say this is true."


        Ye Qingtian said with conviction.


        Looking at that look, he was really ready to take up for Ye Fan to avenge this.


        After all, the killings Ye Fan had caused in China today were already enough, and if he were to commit any more killings, it would inevitably cause public opinion to condemn him.


        But if the God of War himself personally came forward to help Ye Fan solve this problem, not only would he be able to sell Ye Fan a favor, but also prevent Ye Fan from getting any more blood on his hands.


        However, in the face of the War God's good intentions, Ye Fan shook his head.


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


        "Just go ahead and say it."


        "You and I have known each other for so long, this little matter, why do you need to be polite?"


        Ye Qingtian thought Ye Fan was being polite and was afraid of troubling him, so he refused his kind offer.


        But Ye Fan said back, "You think too much, I'm not being polite, but because this is something that you can't do. Or rather, this power, you, Ye Qingtian, cannot afford to offend."


        When Ye Qingtian heard that, he leapt up at that moment.


        "You say I can't afford to offend?"


        "Joke!"


        "In the vast expanse of China, who is there that I, the God of War, cannot afford to offend?"


        "Even if the Fist King, Tang Hao, those old boys, if they piss me off, this God of War will still smack them."


        "You say, who can I not afford to offend?"


        For so many years, it was the first time that he was looked down upon.


        Ye Qingtian instantly exploded, and his words carried a bit of sulking.


        Ye Fan turned his head, looked at him, and smiled, "The Chu family."


        "Huh?"


        "So it's a small family."


        "Say it, where is the Chu family."


        "From Jiangdong, or Jiangbei, or Yanjing, or Zhonghai?"


        "Tell me the address, tonight this God of War will kill over and capture their family head."


        The God of War said with great bravado and dominance.


        Faced with the War God's words, Ye Fan only replied, "It's the Chu family, one of the three families of the Chu Sect."


        What .... What?