Chapter 1500 What Ye Fan Really Wants
"What did you just say? Your cause lies elsewhere?" Ye Qing-Tian''s eyes widened when he heard that. "Ye Fan, are you
serious? We''re talking about a permanent position as a supreme grandmaster in War God Castle. You will be one of the four
most powerful martial artists in China. You will rise to the top of the Chinese martial arts circle and gain control over the entire
country''s martial arts circle. This is the greatest honor one could have as a martial artist. Every martial artist''s lifelong dream is to
join War God Castle. Yet, you seem not to care about that at all.”
Ye Qing-Tian was incredulous.
He didn''t understand the young man before him at all.
Ye Fan had shown little interest in being made a supreme grandmaster as well.
Back then, Ye Qing-Tian had attributed Ye Fan''sck of interest to the fact that the title held no formal powers.
But the young man remainedpletely uninterested even after he had told him that he wanted to rmend him a position in
the most powerful organization in the Chinese martial arts circle.
"Ye Fan, why did you enter the martial arts circle and amass so much power? Why, if not for fame, for wealth or for power? Did
you truly be a martial artist because of your passion for martial arts? Do you have no other desires?" Ye Qing-Tian''s eyes
were filled with puzzlement.
He had not expected Ye Fan''s indifference.
He couldn''t help but be curious. Why had Ye Fan begun training in martial arts?
He wasn''t going to believe that Ye Fan had done it for no reason at all.
He must have endured terrible hardships and ordeals to have gotten to where he was today at such a young age.
You had to cut your finger on your instrument before you could master it.
Only those who had survived the torments of hell gained the power to shape
paradise.
There was a reason for everything. There must be a reason driving Ye Fan to endure the terrible hardships and ordeals of a
martial artist.
Ye Qing-Tian had thought the reason had been fame and power.
But it appeared that he had been wrong.
That wasn''t what Ye Fan truly wanted at all.
Ye Fan did not answer Ye Qing-Tian''s question.
He simply ced his teacup down, then turned away and gazed at theke before him. The expression on his face grew solemn.
"Do you really want to know?"
“Of course, as long as you''re willing to tell me. I''m truly curious. What cause has driven you to such heights?" There was a hint of
urgency to Ye Qing-Tian''s words. His level-headedposure gave way to a fierce curiosity.
Ye Fan smiled lightly. "I didn''t do it for fame or power. | did it because of something that happened to me in the past, because of
the shame | suffered then. Those were memories that | never wish to remember. Honestly, | did it because | wanted revenge. For
many years, | trained hard to be stronger so that | could return to the ce that brought my mother and me so much shame
and suffering. Through my own power, | want to reim the dignity that | lost. | want to avenge my mother and right the wrongs
that she suffered. | want everyone who looked down on me, who pushed me around and who insulted me to regret their actions."
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Countless ripples broke the calm surface of theke before them.
Ye Fan stood in the wind, his hands folded behind his back and no hint of emotion on his face.
No one knew the sharp and cold edges
digging into his heart as he spoke.
Despite so much time that had passed, Ye Fan could still remember everything that had happened that year clearly, as if they
were happening again, right before his eyes.
The helplessness and despair that he had felt when his cries for help had gone unanswered and the shame that he had felt
when he had suffered the abuse and mockery of others had left scars in Ye Fan''s soul that would never disappear.
Ye Fan did not wish to remember that horrid and dreadful past.
Every time he did, the feeling of fury, shame, despair and helplessness would drive stakes into his heart.
No one knew the scar-ridden heart hiding inside Ye Fan''s seemingly strong and resilient self.
He had to return to Chu Sect. That was his deepest desire and what he truly wanted.
He would not rest until he stormed Chu Sect.
He could not make peace with his past unless he settled his grudge with the Chu family once and for all.
It was this obsession that had pulled him through every time he was caught in the precarious bnce between life and death.
“Hate?” Ye Qing-Tian froze when he sensed the violence emanating from Ye Fan.
He had not expected Ye Fan to suffer from such a troubled and painful past. He was such a young man.
But he should have guessed it.
Of the multitudes of things in this world, hate was the strongest motivation that drove one into working hard and bing
stronger.
"You''ve probably gotten your vengeance by now, haven''t you? There are few family