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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1699

After speaking, Ye Fan turned and left.
In the guild hall of Nuo University, only Ye Fan’s voice echoed.
The words are slow, but they have endless arrogance.
Mo Wuji stayed there for a long time, before finally sighing.
“Really, a different guy~”
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In the Shanshui Hall, Mo Wuji was still in a long tremor.
But Ye Fan had already left with Qiu Mucheng.
“Ye Fan, I think Patriarch Mo was also kindly invited, why did you refuse?”
On the way back, Qiu Mucheng’s pretty face was suspicious, but she asked Ye Fan in a low voice.
Ye Fan was expressionless and grinned coldly.
“It’s not him that I refuse, it’s the Martial God Temple.”
The Temple of Martial Arts, in charge of the Chinese martial arts.
As the highest authority in the Chinese martial arts, it enjoys the respect and endless glory of all people, and it also has the responsibility of sheltering the Chinese people.
However, before the Japanese sword god Mochizuki River came east across the sea, it was a disaster for Jiangdong. He threatened Xu Lei’s life to force Ye Fan to fight.
Ye Fan didn’t think that Wushen Temple would know about these things.
However, during those ten days, they did not respond.
Not only did not come forward to shelter Jiangdong, but also did not send anyone to deal with Mochizuki River.
He even ignored Ye Fan’s life and death.
All this is undoubtedly obvious.
In their eyes, Ye Fan had no importance at all. If you die, you die.
They are not willing to deal with Mochizuki River for Ye Fan, to offend the Japanese martial arts.
Now that he has won, they have appeared.
He also sent someone over and asked himself to visit them in Yanjing.
Beautifully said, congratulate yourself with a feast.
“There has never been charcoal in the snow, why icing on the cake?”
“Such a snobbery and hypocritical banquet, don’t go to it.”
Ye Fan said coldly.
During this period of time, the actions of the Wushen Temple undoubtedly made Ye Fan really not have a good impression of this so-called Chinese martial arts holy land.
Especially the high-level posture of the Martial God Temple now made Ye Fan feel unhappy.
If you want to see yourself, instead of coming in person, you send someone to summon yourself to visit them in Yanjing?
It’s really majestic.
Of course, if someone else can be summoned by the Martial God Temple, just like Mo Wuji said before, he would be complacent and proud.
But Ye Fan won’t.
He is the dignified lord of the Dragon God, and is the only descendant of the Chu family’s descendants.
He is the honorable person in the world, what qualifications does the Martial God Temple have to let him bow his head and claim the court!
While talking, Qiu Mucheng and Ye Fan had already arrived in the parking lot, ready to drive home.
“Mr. Chu, wait a minute~”
At this time, a shout came from behind.
I saw Wu Weitao who was still in the hall before, but he did not know when he followed, and shouted at Ye Fan as he ran.
“Ok?”
“Wu City, do you have anything else?” Qiu Mucheng asked in confusion.
“It’s okay, Miss Qiu.”
“Just apologize to Mr. Chu for what happened just now.”
Wu Weitao smiled apologetically, then looked at Ye Fan on the side.
“Mr. Chu, everything in the previous hall was a misunderstanding.”
“It’s really a misunderstanding.”
“Otherwise, at some time tomorrow, I, Wu Weitao, will host a dinner at home and apologize to Mr. Chu.”
“Mr. Chu, what do you think?”
Wu Weitao apologized and smiled at Ye Fan.
But where did Ye Fan care about him.
He turned a deaf ear to his words.
He got into the car without looking back. After starting, he said coldly to Qiu Mucheng: “Get in the car.”
“But Ye Fan, Wu Shi…”

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