A Dish Best Served Cold Chapter 1597

 The sound of the Fist King mingled and could not stop resounding throughout the hall.


        Faced with what Mo Kucheng said, the Sword Saint did not deny it, but looked at Ye Qingtian, who remained silent at the side, and asked in a deep voice, "War God, what do you think about this matter?"


        Ye Qingtian returned, "Regarding Ye Fan's matter, I already talked to you the other day."


        "I still have the same attitude."


        "Before everything is checked out, it is still too early to conclude that Ye Fan is from the Chu Sect."


        "God of War, you are being too obvious in your favouritism. If he is not from the Chu Sect, why did he protect that Tang Yun to the death, how do you explain this?" Fist Emperor Mo Kucheng questioned.


        "Then perhaps, it was to return a favour." Ye Qingtian said indifferently.


        "A favour? Because of a favour, you can be an enemy of China and an enemy of my Martial God Hall?" Mo Kucheng said with a cold smile.


        "This time, if it wasn't for Ye Fan's interference, would that Tang Yun have been able to escape?"


        "How would those 100,000 people of my China have died in vain?"


        "That Tang Yun would have died under my Mo Kucheng's fist long ago!"


        The Fist Emperor spoke angrily, and his words were filled with a great deal of anger and resentment.


        Faced with the Fist Emperor's anger, Ye Qingtian was calm and merely said indifferently, "No matter how much you say, it's just a guess."


        "To publicly execute a Sealed Patriarch just because of a guess, do you yourself think it is appropriate?"


        "If Ye Fan is really a member of the Chu Sect, that's all. If we learn later that Ye Fan only saved his life to return a favour to Tang Yun. At that time, how would our Martial God Hall be able to handle itself?"


        "What's more, in the previous battle in the Rain Forest, Ye Fan led the charge and killed two Chu Sect elders in a row."


        "Moreover, he also poured out the Yuanling fruit he obtained."


        "Does such an act look like something you would think a Chu Sect spy would do?"


        "That's why I said that there are still doubts about whether Ye Fan is a member of the Chu Sect. It is too early to draw a definite conclusion."


        Ye Qingtian spoke slowly, a speech so well-reasoned that he froze the Fist Emperor, not even knowing how to refute it.


        "Hmph, even if what you say is true."


        "But that matter of Ye Fan sheltering the Chu Sect's Sect Master is a fact, right?"


        "It was because of him that we weren't able to avenge that dead Chinese people."


        "How are you going to exonerate him for this one?"


        Mo Kucheng continued.


        In response, Ye Qingtian did not retort, but nodded, "In this, Ye Fan did have a fault."


        "But the fault is not to the point of death, let alone for my China to depose him from his title."


        With Ye Qingtian's words, the voices that originally wanted to put Ye Fan to death in the hall were much less.


        However, Mo Gucheng still said, "Because of Ye Fan, the Lord of the Chu Sect was able to escape."


        "Because of Ye Fan, it is difficult to avenge the great revenge of 100,000 people in China."


        "Is this not enough to punish Ye Fan for his death?"


        Mo Kucheng questioned Ye Qingtian once again.


        Ye Qingtian did not answer, but looked at the Sword Saint, "You should ask the Sword Saint that."


        "I was only suggesting it just now."


        "It is up to you to decide exactly what to do so."


        "However, my attitude towards Ye Fan remains unchanged."


        "This son is merciful and righteous."


        "As long as my Huaxia Martial Dao does not fail him, he will not fail my Huaxia Martial Dao in the future."


        "However, if you insist on putting him to death, you will also have to consider the consequences."


        "With the strength Ye Fan has displayed at this moment, it is by no means easy to kill him!"


        Ye Qingtian spoke in a deep voice.


        Even after the Jiangdong incident, Ye Qingtian's attitude towards Ye Fan had not changed much.


        Even now, Ye Qingtian still believed that Ye Fan would be the perfect candidate to take over his position in the future.


        As for Ye Fan's collusion with the Chu Sect, the War God always felt that it was not very likely.


        After all, since he had known Ye Fan for so long he had not done anything to harm the interests of the Chinese martial arts.


        Perhaps the Jiangbei tragedy counted as one, but that incident had happened for a reason.


        If Ye Qingtian had been in Ye Fan's position at that time, he would probably have done the same thing as Ye Fan.


        His mother was in danger, his wife was in distress, and his family and country were heartless.


        In such a situation, not many people could maintain their sanity.


        What's more, Ye Fan was at a young and frivolous age. It was not incomprehensible for him to take revenge for his wife and mother in anger.


        As for Ye Fan sheltering Tang Yun this time, although it was against the interests of his family and country.


        But on the other hand, wasn't it also a reflection of Ye Fan's love and righteousness?


        Yes, Ye Qingtian felt that the reason why Ye Fan had sheltered Tang Yun at all costs was to return his favour.


        A person with such sentiment and righteousness was naturally appreciated by Ye Qingtian.


        "I won't bother you, God of War, with the matter of killing him."


        "Moreover, I have always felt that you, War God, are too high on that junior."


        "I admit, to have such a cultivation level at such an age, there are indeed few people in the world today."


        "However, compared to us long-established old-time powerhouses, he is still too far behind."


        "If he hadn't sneaked up on me and fought me squarely, he would have been my defeated opponent long ago!"


        "This Fist Emperor can even behead the Chu Clan Sect Master, let alone a nippy brat?"


        Mo Gucheng spoke proudly, his words filled with contempt and disdain for Ye Fan.


        Although, Mo Gucheng had fought with Ye Fan several times.


        But basically, every time they fought, it was Ye Fan who took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked suddenly.


        Therefore, even though he had not gained any advantage in Ye Fan's hands in each encounter, Mo Gucheng still had disdain for Ye Fan.


        He always felt that if it was a square fight, Ye Fan would never be his opponent.


        However, in response to Mo Gucheng's words, Ye Qingtian only laughed without saying anything.


        "Sword Saint, there is nothing to hesitate about."


        "Make up your mind."


        "Today's Chinese martial arts doctrine really needs a ruthless overhaul."


        "Today, let's start with the blood of Ye Fan and make an example of the monkeys!"


        Mo Kucheng looked towards the Sword Saint.


        The rest of the people also waited for the Sword Saint's decision.


        After a long silence, the Sword Saint spoke out, "The words of the War God are not without reason."


        "It is indeed too early to conclude that Ye Fan has colluded with the Chu Sect."


        "But it is true that he is sheltering the people of the Chu Sect against my Martial God Hall and hindering us from taking revenge for those dead Chinese people."


        "Therefore, I suggest that Ye Fan not be stripped of his Peerless Seal for the time being."


        "Instead, let him go to Yan Yang Town, kneel and apologise for those dead Chinese people, and mourn and observe the spirit for three days to forgive himself."


        "If he does not comply, he will then be punished severely and severely."


        "In addition, his sealing ceremony will be cancelled indefinitely."


        "We will see how he behaves at a later date, and then we will make up for it."


        "With such a decision, I wonder what do you all, gentlemen, think?"


        The Sword Saint looked to the crowd on the stage.


        "Sword Saint, you're..." After hearing this, the Fist Emperor was somewhat dissatisfied.


        These punishments from the Sword Saint were clearly just honorary punishments for Ye Fan, which naturally made the Fist Emperor a little disappointed.


        "Old Mo, that's fine."


        "Ye Fan is young after all, he should always be given a chance."


        "Why do you need to drive him to extinction as soon as he comes up?" Tang Hao advised from the side.


        The rest of the group also agreed with the Sword Saint's decision.


        "Before we can investigate Ye Fan's relationship with the Chu Sect, we'll have to do that for now."


        "However, making a Sealed Patriarch kneel and apologise is not a bad punishment."


        "For so many years, how has there ever been a Sealed Sovereign, kneeling down and worshipping ah."


        ......


        "Humph, that's no one's fault."


        "Is he not to blame?"


        "Keeping his title and preserving his life is already a great mercy to him from the Chinese martial art."


        Some lamented, some sneered, and some looked forward to it.


        After all, it was a rare sight in a hundred years to see a sealed sect master kneeling in worship.