Once India faced sanctions, the martial artists they had overseas would find it difficult to move around and might even face


    threats to their lives.


    "| think it''s best if we just surrendered Brahma. He''s the cause of this mess, so as long as we don''t hide and protect him, the


    other countries won''t me Folo Pce for this," someone inside the pce''s hall suggested.


    King Folo just listened to everyone''s opinions and didn''t say anything for a long time.


    Just then, a man with only one arm marched into the hall.


    Brahma had just returned from South America.


    He had been spending thest few days recuperating quietly and only made it back to Folo Pce that very morning.


    "Oh my, everyone''s around? I''m surprised." Brahma was clearly clueless about what was happening in the martial arts world and


    just smiled and greeted everyone since they were all gathered in the same ce.


    After that, Brahma sat down next to King Folo, picked up the ss of water on the table and downed it.


    The entire hall was silent. All of them were looking strangely at this man who looked like nothing had happened.


    King Folo was staring at him too.


    "What? Why is everyone looking at me? Continue your conversation, you don''t have to be bothered by me," said Brahma with a


    smile and wave of his hand.


    He turned to look at King Folo. "King Folo, do you know who | met in South America this time? You wouldn''t believe it. The sect


    leader of Chu Sect, the top fighter of the Sky Ranking, Tang Yun, was in the Amazon rainforest as well! Unbelievable, right? |


    actually managed to run into this woman whom nobody has ever been able to track," said Brahma with a cheeky grin, as if he


    was talking about something worth


    bragging about.


    But King Folo was in no mood to listen to such talk. After a period of silence, he snapped in an icy voice, "Brahma, I''m amazed


    that you actually came back. Do you know that your brief moment of joy has brought a terrible catastrophe on Folo Pce and


    the Indian martial arts circle?!" His angry voice echoed loudly in the hall.


    Brahma was confused. “Me? What did | do? All | did was to help Chu Sect kill a Chinese boy. Why are you overreacting like


    this?" Brahma red back at King Folo and sounded angry.


    “Overreacting? How dare you say that I''m overreacting? Do you know that the martial arts circles of nearly 50 countries are now


    demanding an exnation from us and we might face sanctions from the International Martial Arts Union? Your audacious act of


    massacring has made India a public enemy!" roared King Folo furiously as he mmed the table in rage.


    But Brahma was even more confused now and couldn''t understand a thing that King


    Folo was going on about. "What on earth happened? What massacre? What are you talking about?"


    "Do you really have no idea what''s happened?" King Folo started frowning when he noticed that Brahma’s reaction seemed


    genuine and smelled something fishy.


    King Folo then briefly recounted everything that happened.


    After hearing what happened, Brahma was so furious that he mmed the wooden table in front of him to pieces with one palm.


    "Who is that asshole who dared to frame me?! If | find that fellow, I''m going to tear him to pieces!!" Brahma clenched his fist


    tightly and his entire arm was red from his fury.


    "So this matter really doesn''t have anything to do with you?" asked King Folo.


    “Of course it doesn''t! If you didn''t tell me about it, | wouldn''t even have known! Think about it yourselves. I''m not very close to


    Reilo and his men, so why would | actually offend the international martial arts circle for a bunch of nobodies who aren''t even at


    grandmaster level?"


    “Besides, | went through major battles within the rainforest and was injured very severely. Even if | wanted to kill so many people,


    it would have been impossible. Someone is obviously trying to set me up and harm the Indian martial arts circle!" said Brahma


    through clenched teeth. He felt like his chest was about to burst from how angry he was.


    He had always been the one who schemed against others.


    He never imagined that someone would scheme against him this time.


    What an insult!


    "King Folo, you don''t have to bother about this matter anymore. I''m going to find out who on earth did this terrible thing!" Brahma


    stormed off after making this deration.


    "Brahma,e back! Brahma!" King Folo tried to stop him, but Brahma ignored him and walked off.


    "Oh dear, this fellow is still as rash as ever," sighed King Folo with a heavy heart.Ccontent ? exclusive by N?/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    "So what should we do? How should we answer the nations?" The rest of the martial artists in the pce still had to think of a


    response to the other countries.


    King Folo replied in a low voice, "There''s nothing else we can do. We just have to tell them the truth. Say that the Indra, Brahma,


    was framed by someone. This massacre has nothing to do with us! We didn''t do it, so we''re not going to take any responsibility


    for it!”


    He decided to remain firm and not give in to what the other countries demanded.


    This quickly caused an even bigger reaction from the international martial arts circles.


    But unlike the chaos out there, the Chinese martial arts world was calm and quiet.


    After he returned from the Amazon rainforest, Ye Qing-Tian remained on Mount Yan and waited for news about Ye Fan.


    One day passed, then two days, then half a month.


    There was still no news about the young man.


    All Ye Qing-Tian heard about was the deaths of many martial artists from other countries.


    It was now evening time, and the sun was setting. An authoritative looking man in white stood at the peak of Mount Yan with his


    hands folded behind his back. His deep eyes looked out towards the Pacific Ocean.


    Nobody knew what this man was feeling in his heart right now.


    After a short while, footsteps came up from behind him.


    "So you''re here. We''re all looking for you,"


    said Sword Saint with a smile.


    "Why? Is there news about Ye Fan?" asked Ye Qing-Tian anxiously when he saw Sword Saint walk towards him.


    Sword Saint shook his head. "Not yet.


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    “Besides, this person supposedly massacred people from so many countries for the sake of a few fighters from his own country,


    then left his name behind? None of this makes sense."