Before Ye Qingtian could remain stunned for long, Huangniu had widened its eyes upon hearing War God's words.
It instantly kicked its hoof on Ye Qingtian's face.
“You're the one who has been f*ckng raised by Ye Fan! I was raised by nature. He was not involved at all! Have I ever relied on him to provide for me?” Huangniu was furious.
It was a dignified being, but now, they were treating it like it was Ye Fan's pet. There was no way it would not be mad.
Nevertheless, Huangniu was still merciful.
Otherwise, a smack from Huangniu would have killed War God with how injured the latter was.
Right then, War God rose to his feet with a guilty look on his face.
“Sorry, Mister. I didn't think through my words and have said the wrong things.”
Ye Qingtian knew that he had made a mistake as well, so he apologized to the calf.
He never thought that the four-legged calf would be such a prideful creature.
Sure enough, capable people all had a temper of their own.
Wait, no, I should be saying all impressive calves have a temper of their own instead.
“Cut the cr*p. Are you Ye Fan's follower? If yes, come with me. If not, stay here and wait for death to claim yo u."
Huangniu did not want to waste too much time lingering around.
After all, there were tons of things he had to do at Jiangdong, so he did not want to waste his precious life on pointless people like these.
Ye Qingtian froze for a second before nodding. “Yes, yes. I'm Ye Fan's follower, but I'm not the only one. These people beside me are all his followers. We're all from Jiangdong.”
Ye Qingtian was shrewd and he was quick to figure out the situation.
He realized that it seemed like the calf was only there to help out Jiangdong people who were close to Ye Fan.
Thus, he told it that they were all from Jiangdong.
“Da*n! That many of you?”
The corner of Huangniu's eyes twitched. It was annoyed, for there were over a hundred people in front of it.
Huangniu was doubtful, so he began asking them one by one. “Are you really all from Jiangdong? Are you really all his followers?”
The martial artists from China were not fools. They knew that their lives were in Huangniu's hands.
Therefore, they all nodded and told it that they were from Jiangdong and were Ye Fan's subordinate's followers.
“Well then, since you're all his followers, hurry up and follow me back to Jiangdong. I don't want to stay in this darn place any second more than I have to,” Huangniu urged the others to swiftly leave Mount Yan and head toward Jiangdong.
However, it was a big group, and there were bound to be people who were unwilling to give up on Mount Van and return to Jiangdong.
One would be the King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng.
Just as Huangniu was about to lead the people away, Mo Gucheng anxiously stepped out.
He stopped Huangniu and snarled agitatedly, “Why do we have to go back to Jiangdong? Mount Van is the sacred land of martial arts in China! If you can defeat Chu Yuan, you can surely defeat Chu Sect too. You have the ability to guard Mount Yan. Moreover, as a calf of China, you too, have the duty of guarding the sacred land of China's martial arts world! Hence, you can't go back to Jiangdong. You have to stay here and aid us in making Chu Sect retreat. You have to help us guard this sacred land of China's martial arts world. Jiangdong is a speck of dust in comparison to Mount Yan. Why should we stay in that place instead of guarding the sacred land?”
Nevertheless, all his words were only to convey one point, which was that he did not want to go to Jiangdong.
King of Fighters' thought was a sentiment Sword Saint shared.
“King of Fighters is right. If you're a calf of China, you should be guarding the sacred land of China's martial arts world and not a small place like Jiangdong. You have to stay and defend the land against Chu Sect with us. Jiangdong isn't in any danger and doesn't have anyone to guard it. Moreover, it symbolizes nothing to China's martial arts world, so there's nothing there that's worth our protection. On the other hand, Mount Yan is the land of China's martial artists. It's the place of the highest martial arts authority in China, and it's a symbol for so many things.”
“I think that out of everywhere to guard, Mount Yan should be the one we should guard too!”
Both King of Fighters and Sword Saint did not want to go to Jiangdong.
War God had mentioned it before, but the two had rejected his idea.
Both had deep feelings for China and Mount Yan.
In contrast, they bore little feelings for Jiangdong.
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