Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

That year, in the black of night, Chu Tianfan entered Anglandur via the west coast of the Pacific Ocean.

There was, however, no one there to receive him when that previously all-conquering overlord returned

to that land once more.

An endless wildness and permeating darkness were all that greeted him.

Life had always been characterized by a sense of solitude, and so desolating the lonesomeness was

that even a returning former overlord would not be spared from it.

Once the Hall Master of Dragon God Hall who had the world at his beck and call, he was on his own at

that moment, flanked by those three old fellows behind him, people he could no longer rely on.

The moment Ye Fan came ashore, he paused right there and then, and what a long pause it was, so

much so that it got the trio watching at a distance from the rear mystified, puzzled as to why he

suddenly declined to advance.

Could it be that he's changed his mind? With the understanding that his chances of attaining victory are

slim to none, could he have become apprehensive about proceeding and is thus considering turning

back? That'd be marvelous if it were true.

“Come on. Let's go over and try to talk to Mr. Chu. Who knows? He might give up and agree to go back

with us.”

With that in mind, Haibu and the others were about to proceed with continuing to shake up Ye Fan's

resolve when King Folo stopped them. “Just leave him be.”

“Why, King Folo? He's hesitating now, which makes it the best chance for us to have his ears,” Haibu

asked.

King Folo shook his head in disagreement. “Hesitating? Do you really think that this monster of a man

who kills without batting an eyelid would ever hesitate? Back in the day, has this man so much as

blinked when he slaughtered Grandmasters, trampled upon the Chu Sect, and took the entire martial

arts world by storm? How could you not understand that, having fought by his side for as long as all of

you did? He's stubborn as hell, so no one is going to be able to sway him from his path once he has his

mind set on anyone or anything.”

“But he...” Haibu and the others then looked to the fore.

In the distance stood Ye Fan's solitary figure.

That emaciated frame of his seemed so isolated in the dark.

With only his own shadow for his company, it elicited a feeling of profound forlornness within others.

“I guess he must be reminiscing...” said King Folo steadily and assuredly after a moment's silence.

Indeed, no one would be able to understand what was going through Ye Fan's mind at that moment as

he regarded that stretch of sand running along the coastline beneath his feet.

Ye Fan would not forget that he had been there before.

That year, he led those of Dragon God Hall back to China following their defeat by the Chu Sect, and it

was there that he boarded the ship back to his country.

It was also where the woman named Tang Yun gave up on all her power and status to return to the

country and home with him.

Right there was where the usually dignified and respected head of the Chu Sect showered him with all

the tenderness she had to give.

Every man was bound to encounter a few unforgettable women throughout his own lifetime.

Among them were those like Qiu Mucheng, his wife who had been through thick and thin with him, the

woman he could never let down.

Then, there were others like Tang Yun, who was like a shooting star blazing across the horizon,

showing up like a dazzling spark in his life.

Her presence had been so awe-inspiring and yet so fleeting as if it was all a dream.

“It has been almost three years, Yun. How have you been?”

Ye Fan was preoccupied with thoughts and complicated feelings, for he did not know Tang Yun's state

in the Chu Sect at the moment.

Furthermore, he had no idea how to face her were they to meet again.

Between the interests of the sect and her own personal feelings, how would Tang Yun choose this

time?

Previously, Tang Yun had chosen him in the end, but Ye Fan let her down when he could not take her

with him.

“If the opportunity presents itself, I, Chu Tianfan, swear I'll never let you be on the losing end this time!”

A glimmer of resolve appeared within Ye Fan's eyes as he clenched his fists tightly.

“I've been looking forward to the arrival of this day for a long time, Chu Tianfan, and have specially

staged this banquet to give you a proper send-off in the knowledge that your death is nigh.”

In the stillness of the night, a sonorous voice rang out, taking King Folo and the others by surprise.

They turned their attention to the front warily, only to see a single lit lamp rising in the distant darkness

while they were none the wiser.

The light from the lamp, which swayed amidst the blackness, hinted at the presence of a shadowy

figure seated there.

“Who is it?”

In astonishment, King Folo and the two with him simultaneously burst out in energy in anticipation of a

battle that might be forthcoming.

That entire sequence, however, merely drew a frown from Ye Fan.

Composing himself, he then made a direct approach and sat himself down at the table.

Ye Fan wasted no time with words and merely lifted the glass in front of him, imbibing its content in one

breath.

After that, he sent a resounding backhand right smack across the face of the life form seated across

from him.

“Motherf*cker! I'm throwing a banquet in your honor, and this is how you repay me, Ye Fan? I'll end

you, you jerk!”

That slap from Ye Fan got Huangniu bamboozled, as it had not expected such incivility from him.

It was livid to be slapped on its face out of nowhere.

After all, it had never been struck like that by anyone before.

“I was already holding back on you back there! A send-off? More like you're wishing me dead, I should

think!”

Quite shocked himself, Ye Fan had thought that the Chu Sect had gotten wind of his arrival and had

thus been looking to ambush him.

In the end, it was just that annoying calf messing around, but it made him feel quite unnerved for a

moment there.

Huangniu could not care less about that, for it was in its nature to seek to get even, and the brawl

eventually ended several rounds later after Ye Fan allowed it to kick him once.

“I'm not sold on the idea that you're charitable enough to come and help me seek revenge, so what are

you doing here?” Ye Fan asked.

“Glad that you're aware of this. Help you? Considering our relationship, I'd have kicked you to death if

not for Wan'er,” replied Huangniu with a snort.

Back then, it nearly died after being dragged through the Well of the Thunderdrake by Ye Fan.

Yet, the man cared more about his own pleasure and very little of its welfare at all.

Huangniu was the sort who would remember that sort of grudge for life.

“Then what else have we got to talk about? Get lost.” Ye Fan did not mince his words.

“Seriously? I'm kind enough to come here to offer you a heads-up, and all I get from you is a scolding?”

Huangniu was positively incensed.

“To be honest, I really can't be bothered with someone like you, but a word of advice though; don't send

yourself to your death. Go back to your country and take a look there because someone is going to

destroy your home soon if you don't,” it added.

Ye Fan was stunned when he heard that. “Are you saying that China is in trouble?”

“You'd think? Heck of a party going on there, I'd say,” said Huangniu, smiling gloatingly.

That had Ye Fan frowning immediately.

It looks like the Chu Sect has made a move on China.

“I have a favor to ask of you, Mr. Huangniu. Would you go to Jiangdong and keep watch there for a bit?

I'll return immediately after I've seen to our affairs here,” he said in his deep voice.

Although he had the Kusanagi Sword formation set up in Jiangdong that made it hard even for

Supreme fighters to break through, he nonetheless remained wary of mishaps.

Out of precaution, he thought it would be better to have Huangniu stationed at Jiangdong so that it

could help him protect the region.

At that moment, Huangniu rolled its eyes. “Well, f*ck me. You're a real piece of work, aren't you?

Calling me Mr. Huangniu when you are in need of me, then stupid calf when you don't? The cheek of

you!”

“All right, Mr. Huangniu. Enough of that. I'll find you a girl after all of this is over.” Ye Fan began to try to

get on Huangniu's good side.

That got Huangniu's eyes lighting up. “For real? I want a busty one. She also has to be fair-skinned and

pretty...”

With a wave of his hand, Ye Fan assented readily, “Done!”

“A deal's a deal, so I'm going to come after you if you dare to pull a fast one on me!” said Huangniu

with a hint of skepticism.

“Relax, and just go.” Patting Huangniu's posterior, Ye Fan urged it to hurry along.

“Fine. Get cracking on it soon, yeah? I'm only going to help cover for you, so no promises whether I'd

be able to hold down the fort. Also, Mount Chumen is full of perils, so don't you f*cking die there,

because who is going to find me a girl were you to kick the bucket?” Huangniu reminded.