Faced with her own teacher’s reprimand, Qiu Mu Orange lowered her all in shame.
“Teacher, I’m sorry.”
“Disciple, I have let you down.”
Qiu Mu Orange’s eyes were full of guilt as she apologised to her own teacher.
However, her teacher did not pay any attention to her and turned around and left.
All that was left for Qiu Mu Orange was an ice-cold word.
“I said, give up.”
“This path, it’s not for you.”
The graceful woman left with big strides, the falling leaves and flourishing flowers were trampled under her feet.
The teacher’s words were like a knife, making Qiu Mu Orange’s heart extremely lost and uncomfortable.
For a proud woman, there was nothing that was more unbearable than negativity from a teacher.
However…
In the face of the negativity, Qiu Mu Orange clenched her silver teeth.
She rushed in the direction of her teacher’s departure and shouted with all her might, “No! Teacher, I won’t give up!”
“I am not going to give up!”
“I will make you, and that negative person, impressed!”
Qiu Mu Orange’s eyebrows were firm, no one knew how strong her determination was, inside her heart.
In front of her, the graceful woman did not reply.
Only, her sleeves waved.
Immediately afterwards, a willow branch shot out from beneath her feet, and finally, hovered in front of Qiu Mu Orange.
In the midst of Qiu Mu Orange’s shuddering gaze, she saw the wisp of a branch, as if it was alive, dancing in the air.
It was chopping, picking, or stabbing…
Qiu Mu Orange was puzzled at first, but soon, she could see that this was her teacher, giving him a live demonstration of the sword technique.
Qiu Mu Orange was instantly overjoyed, and while trying to remember, her heart was filled with gratitude for her teacher.
She knew that her teacher had always had a heart of bean curd and a mouth of a knife.
Having been instructed by her teacher, Qiu Mu Orange undoubtedly became more active in connecting her swords.
A few hundred metres away from here, there was a middle-aged man, standing with his hands folded, watching from afar.
Not long after, Qiu Mu Orange’s teacher, too, returned to this place.
Seeing the other side, the middle-aged man said with a smile, “After so many years, you’re still so venomous.”
“Say something nice, it’s not like you’ll lose any quick meat.”
“Do you have to be so heartless and hit people?”
The middle-aged man said helplessly.
“What?”
“Heartbroken?”
“If you’re hurt, then claim it.”
“I don’t even have time for my own sister, and I’m helping you with your daughter-in-law, and you don’t even know how to be grateful, but you’re still here to tell me what to do.”
“If you don’t like the way I teach, then take her away and I’ll be free.”
The woman glared at the man and said very nonchalantly.
The man hurriedly begged for forgiveness, “Fine, fine, I’m talking too much, you can do whatever you want, I won’t interfere.”
“But, this daughter-in-law of mine is not badly gifted, right?”
“I remember that even you had to cultivate this sword technique for more than half a year before you could master it to this extent.”
“My daughter-in-law, on the other hand, started from scratch and had no martial arts foundation before this, and in this case, it only took her half a year longer than you.”
“This daughter-in-law of mine is a good material for natural cultivation!”
The man said proudly, and from a distance, kept looking at the woman dancing wildly with a sword in the dense forest in front of him, the more he looked, the more he was pleased.
This time, the graceful woman did not throw cold water.
On that ice-cold pretty face, there was a rare touch of approval.
“Hm.”
“This girl’s enlightenment is indeed extremely rare.”
“With such qualifications, if she had started twenty years earlier, her current achievements would not necessarily be lower than that b*stard son of yours.”
“I can only say that people have been delayed by that b*stard son of yours.”
The woman spoke in a cold voice.
At the end of the sentence, there was a few more points of resentment in her tone, surprisingly flat out.
“As the old saying goes, like father, like son.”
“When a father is no good, the son he gives birth to is really a b*stard too.”
The woman spoke coldly.
The middle-aged man next to her had his smile instantly dispersed, and his body unconsciously trembled.
That feeling was as if he was being stared at by a tigress and the gravel was about to be swallowed.
“That, over at Qing Di City, I still have something to do, so I’ll leave first.”
“My daughter-in-law will be entrusted to your care.”
After the man finished speaking, he hurriedly ran away.
He was afraid that he would be eaten up seemingly.
The conversation over here was naturally unknown to Qiu Mu Orange.
She continued to waste her sleep and forget her food, practicing her sword diligently day after day.
However, suddenly…
When Qiu Mu Orange was practising her sword, for some unknown reason, a sudden stabbing pain came to her chest.
At that moment, it was as if her heart had instantly emptied.
A huge hole opened up inside her.
The sadness and loneliness was overwhelming.
It was as if a very important and significant person in her life had been lost at that moment.
That tingling sensation lasted for a long time.
The feeling of heartache made it almost difficult for Qiu Mu Orange to breathe.
In the end, Qiu Mu Orange’s delicate body trembled.
A mouthful of crimson was actually spat out by her.
She fell limp to the ground, tears flowing down uncontrollably.
She raised her head and looked into the distance, murmuring in a low voice, “Ye… Ye Fan, is… Is that you?”
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The matter of the nuclear bombing was deliberately covered up, though.
However, the news of Ye Fan’s murder was deliberately spread out by the Martial God Hall.
The news of Ye Fan’s death was not only spread throughout the martial arts world, but even in the secular world, it was almost universally known.
The news and newspapers reported on Ye Fan’s sinful life and the fact that he had been killed by the righteous forces at the national border, with the headline “The net of heaven is wide open, but no one escapes”.
Chen Kyushu, Mu Zihua and others became heroes who had done justice for God.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, was completely nailed to the pillar of shame in human history.
For most people, who Ye Fan was, they did not care, nor did they know. Who Chu Tianfan was, they cared even less, and knew even less.
Most people, in their lifetime, had never met Ye Fan once.
But it did not matter.
It was enough to know that he was bad.
As for the real bad and fake bad, not many people would bother to find out.
History, is written by the victor.
History evaluates a person as a scum, as a sin, and when future generations look at it, they will naturally think so too.
Yes, for most, Ye Fan was a stranger, a man who had never been in contact with anyone.
Yet, in the minds of others, Ye Fan, was a living, breathing human being.
After returning from the border that day, Xu Lei vomited blood and soon fell into a coma and was admitted to hospital.
In the midst of her coma, there were more than a few tears.
Even when she was half asleep, she was still calling out, Little Brother Fan’s name.
When Li Er saw this disappear, he was still in the hospital treating his injuries. Jinbao and Yinbao ran to the hospital and knelt before Li Er’s hospital bed, crying and telling Li Er: “Second Master, Chu… Mr. Chu he, no… No more.”
When Li Er heard this at first, he didn’t believe it at all.
After all, this was not a f*cking once or twice.
So many years, following Ye Fan around.
It was damned if he knew how many times he had died.
Every time, they said that Mr. Chu had died, but which time was he not alive and well.
Therefore, Li Er directly scolded these two things out.
“Get lost!”
“Stop talking nonsense here, it would kill you to say something auspicious!”
Li Er told them to get lost.
But Jinbao and Yinbao knelt down, “Second Master, this… This time it’s true.”
“They said that the four giants of the Divine Ranking united to besiege and finally the Yanxia military dropped a nuclear bomb on the national border, not an inch of grass remained for a thousand miles, and Mr. Chu was directly blown to dust…”
Jinbao and Yinbao cried out.
Li Er froze.
“You… What are you saying?”
“The God Ranking Four… The four giants…”
“Nuclear… Nuclear bombs?”
Li Er’s old face was pale, and his cloudy old eyes gradually lost their sparkle, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
It was the same day.
Chen Ao and his daughter, Chen Nan, drove like mad to the southwest border.
“It won’t happen, it won’t happen…”
“I don’t believe it…”
“I don’t believe the country will use nuclear bombs against Brother Fan…”
Chen Nan kept shedding tears along the way, she couldn’t accept this.
The day before, she and Ye Fan had hugged each other and said goodbye.
But now, they were separated from each other.