The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1829

“Instead of fulfilling the wish for him, all of you just watched at the side. You watched as your fellow compatriot died in front of your own eyes. You watched as China's Supreme collapsed right in front of the nation's borders. A proud man like him eventually committed suicide. How much hopelessness must he have felt when he picked up the sword and stabbed himself? How much despair was engulfing him? All he wanted was to go home...”

Ye Qingtian spoke slowly. His voice was filled with sorrow.

For a moment, tears glistened in his eyes.

“Ye...” When Tang Hao looked at him, his heart ached too.

Even Sword Saint and the King of Fighters lowered their heads and sighed continuously.

Sword Saint and the other two were already mentally prepared to face the War God's fury.

After all, they had been involved in multiple conflicts and arguments because of Ye Fan.

Although the previous conflicts were not major or lifethreatening, War God still got angry with them because of these incidents involving Ye Fan.

This time, they failed to protect Ye Fan—in fact, they watched as Ye Fan collapsed just a distance away from China without doing anything.

Sword Saint and King of Fighters were certain that War God would definitely blame them for it.

He would blame them for letting Ye Fan die, for not doing anything as the genius of China met his downfall, and for failing to protect Ye Fan.

Tang Hao and the rest thought that Ye Qingtian would feel furious about Ye Fan's death.

However, to their surprise, Ye Qingtian seemed uncharacteristically quiet.

He was not overwhelmed with fury, nor did he bellow in rage.

He was just laughingthere alone.

His laughter was mirthless, filled with boundless sorrow and disappointment.

War God's abnormal reaction caused Sword Saint and the rest to panic.

“Are you okay, Ye? I know that the martial arts world of China did not deal with this perfectly, but you should understand our grievances too. Even if we had intervened, we couldn't have protected him. Ye Fan made everyone furious. He killed too many people.

He was surrounded by the martial artists of dozens of nations, with Chu Yuan, a fighter who had surpassed Supreme, leading them. It's impossible for him to survive. That's just how life is. My condolences to you,” coaxed Mo Gucheng, King of Fighters.

A worried look appeared in Sword Saint's eyes as Tang Hao expressed his condolences to War God as well.

However, Ye Qingtian continued chuckling in anguish as if he could not hear their consolations.

“Forget it. This is the end of the decades we've spent together. There's no point in staying in War God Castle if it's in this state now. This is the end.”

Ye Qingtian stared at the sky and chuckled. His deep voice overflowed with disappointment and despair.

He shot one last glance at War God Castle, then at the mountainous terrains underneath him.

Suddenly, Ye Qingtian felt like he was witnessing the scene of these young, ambitious warriors hitting it off immediately. At the peak of Mount Yan, they founded War God Castle, which represented the most powerful force in China's martial arts world.

Back then, they were the pillars of China. They had a lofty ambition—to protect the citizens of China and spread the fame of China's martial arts world far and wide.

However, as time progressed, they lost sight of their initial goal.

“Ye, what do you mean? What's the end? What are you planning to do?” demanded Tang Hao anxiously with widened eyes, having picked up something wrong.

Ye Qingtian shook his head, his tone filled with disappointment. “This is no longer WarGod Castle that I wish to protect. From now on, you're by yourselves. I'm leaving War God Castle and will never set foot on Mount Yan ever again!”

Instantly, War God's words hit Sword Saint and the rest like a thunder strike.

Everyone in the castle was stunned.

“Ye, you... What are you saying? Are you quitting War God Castle?”

Sword Saint widened his eyes as his body trembled.

Tang Hao and King of Fighters were similarly shocked —waves of emotions crashed over them.

Even Mo Wuya was astonished.