The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1833

A myriad of emotions stirred within Ye Qingtian as he watched Shen Fei and Han Shaojie leave.

Ye Qingtian was particularly upset after listening to what Shen Fei said.

“Alas, everything falls apart now that the patron has fallen. Jiangdong, the vast region, has finally collapsed.” Ye Qingtian shook his head and let out a sigh.

After listening to Shen Fei just now, Ye Qingtian thought if he ought to help them.

Ye Qingtian thought he could somehow compensate Ye Fan on behalf of China's martial arts world by helping his friends and family.

However, Ye Qingtian eventually dismissed the idea after giving it some thought.

Since Ye Fan had numerous comrades and friends over the years, Ye Qingtian could help them temporarily but not forever.

The only way to do so was that Ye Qingtian was at the helm of Jiangdong. Otherwise, Shen Fei and the

others couldn't stay for much longer once he moved to another place.

In the end, Ye Qingtian decided to ditch the plan, which was unfeasible in the longterm.

“I didn't expect that even Ye Fan's wife and mother left Jiangdong. Perhaps they wished to escape from the place filled with sorrows,” Ye Qingtian murmured and heaved a sigh.

Suddenly, Ye Qingtian realized that almost none of Ye Fan's family remained in Jiangdong.

“Rest in peace, my friend. I'll avenge you one day!

Sword Saint might be afraid of seeking justice for you from the Chu Sect, but I want the Chu Sect to repay us for whatever they owe you and China!”

Ye Qingtian stayed in front of Ye Fan's tomb for the whole day and night.

At dawn, he bowed several times before Ye Fan's tomb.

After that, Ye Qingtian took out a dragon mask and put it on his face.

From that day onward, there was one less War God in

China. Instead, a man with a dragon mask emerged in the martial arts world.

Time slipped away in the twinkling of an eye.

Incidents that used to send shockwaves throughout the world were slowly forgotten as time passed.

Xue Renyang was in the Xue family manor in Yanjing. He said to himself, “It has been two years since Dragon Master fell, long enough to make the whole world forget him. I wonder how many people in China still remember Dragon Master's face. Even my memory of his petite figure is becoming more blurred.”

Night had fallen, and the city lights were starting to light up one by one.

Xue Renyang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the city.

That day was the last day of December, and the new year would arrive soon.

People all around the world were ecstatic to welcome the new year.

Looking out the window, Xue Renyang could see that the city was lively, and the roads were full of different vehicles.

Besides, many couples, relatives, and friends gathered to celebrate the new year.

The world seemed peaceful and serene, for everyone looked forward smilingly to the celebration.

However, Xue Renyang couldn't help but feel dejected after gazing at the scene.