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The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1815

After all, she wanted to bid her last farewell to Chu Tianfan.

If she could not say goodbye to him when he was still alive, she would bid his family farewell after his death.

This was the last gesture of respect she could do for Ye Fan.

“Okay, then. If that's the case, let's us go back to Dragon Master's hometown.”

Xue Renyang sighed and suggested a temporary destination for everyone.

Everyone on the ship had gathered together for Ye Fan's sake.

Yet, he was no longer around.

Actually, Xue Renyang knew very well that soon later, members of the Dragon God Hall would disperse and leave.

This journey to Jiangdong was probably the last farewell for the Dragon God Hall.

Afterward, the ship, carrying the grieving Xue Renyang and other members, reached the shore.

It stopped at the port nearest to the Jiangdong province.

There were a lot of people on the boat.

Including the martial artists, Li Er, Lei San, the subordinates from Jiangdong, and Chiike Shizuka's men, there were thousands of passengers onboard.

Everyone alighted the boat and rushed toward Jiangdong rapidly.

Since there were so many people gathered together, they naturally attracted the attention of the local authorities.

Before they could travel far, some personnel from the relevant departments came over to check their documents.

“Who are you guys? What event are you organizing? Have you applied for a permit with the relevant departments? Can I see the approval documents? Also, the few of you don't look like you're from China. Take out your passport, stand there and wait to be checked!”

The local authorities demanded Li Er and the rest sternly to provide the relevant permits and documents.

After all, since there were so many people gathered together, they needed to register for a permit.

However, no one responded to the staff and directly ignored them.

As if they could not hear anything, Li Erand the rest rushed toward Jiangdong.

“Stand right there! Are you deaf? Who's the organizer of this? Let him come out and meet me! Otherwise, don't blame us for forcefully dispersing you in the name of preventing an illegal gathering!”

They were almost a thousand kilometers away from Jiangdong province.

In this foreign province, no one recognized Li Er and the rest.

Hence, they had to act according to the rules.

The staff were about to force the members, who were heading up North, to disperse.

However, at that moment, someone looked over.

Soon, the second and third person glanced over.

Eventually, the thousands of martial artists in the crowd turned their gaze toward the staff.

Martial artists all had an extremely intimidating aura.

While a single person's presence might be insignificant, when a thousand martial artists unleash their auras simultaneously, their coldness and murderous intent engulfed the hapless commoners.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The dozens of staff immediately revealed a look of agony.

Unable to endure the pressure, they were forced to fall on their knees.

“We're sending Dragon Master back home. How dare insignificant people like you stop us? Do you want to die?”

The martial artists of the Dragon God Hall exuded a murderous intent.

They were mostly foreigners.

As Li Er, Chen Ao, and the rest were from the same nation, they might still spare the staff some courtesy.

However, the martial artists from foreign nations would not.

In fact, they harbored hatred toward China.

After all, the War God Castle watched idly by when their Dragon Master was forced to commit suicide.

It was difficult for the fighters of the Dragon God Hall to take a liking to them, having seen how heartless they were.

Now, the members of the Dragon God Hall were preparing to send their Dragon Master back home like a hero.

Yet, on their way back, these foolish jerks actually dared to block their way.

In the past, their Dragon Master would accommodate these people.

However, now that he was gone, there was no reason for them to accommodate these insolent people.

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