His men bowed before him while a storm brewed behind him, ready to unleash its power upon his call. His wife rested within his arms. He stood proud and strong, like a triumphant hero.
The cold winds stirred, sweeping dust and dirt off the ground and coloring the skies yellow with earth.
Ye Fan's eyes swept across the heavens and the earth, the distant clouds and faraway lakes, and the men and women of Jiangdong.
He did not utter a word. Yet, everyone could feel and submitted willingly to his quiet authority.
Their eyes were filled with nothing but respect and awe when they looked at Ye Fan.
Qiu Mu-Cheng gazed up at Ye Fan as she lay in his arms. A mesmerizing smile blossomed on her face as she stared at the look of authority on his face.
Her heart brimmed with love and
contentment.
Was this her husband?
It was. This was Qiu Mu-Cheng's husband.
She had never experienced such bliss before.
She recalled the endless suffering and injustices that she had endured when she had been living with the Qiu family.
She had lamented about how the heavens had been unjust to her.
Yet all Qiu Mu-Cheng felt now was gratitude.
She thanked the fates and the gods for giving her the chance to know such an exceptional young man and was grateful for her marriage to this man.
Yet, despite all her happiness, she could not help but feel a sliver of loss stirring inside her.
The more exceptional Ye Fan showed himself to be, the greater her sense of loss.
When Ye Fan had first married into the Qiu family, they had had to endure endless hardships and suffering. Despite the terrible times then, Ye Fan had seemed like a real person then.
But now, Ye Fan was the supreme leader of Jiangdong and a powerful martial artist whom the country and the government treated with caution and respect. Men like Li Hong-Ze who were amongst the uppermost echelons of their society accorded Ye Fan with utmost respect. It struck Qiu Mu-Cheng then. Her husband was now a powerful man who stood above them all.
In the past, Qiu Mu-Cheng had labored tirelessly as a CEO of Mufan Group not because she had wanted the money but because she had wanted to prove that she was Ye Fan's equal.
Now, she realized that Ye Fan was simply too exceptional. No matter how hard she tried, she would never stand on equal footing with him.
She was slowly realizing that she wasn't worthy of this man. She couldn't keep up with him at all.
The independent and competitive Qiu Mu-Cheng was convinced that a long-lasting romantic relationship was built on equality. Both partners had to be the equal of the other.
But she knew very well that there lay a vast chasm between her and Ye Fan. Sooner or later, she was going to end up as a mere trophy wife.
She did not reveal her thoughts and instead kept them buried deep inside her.
Ye Fan naturally knew nothing of these thoughts.
His eyes swept across the crowd and landed on Chen Ao.
His mirthless and arrogant laugh reverberated in the air and sent the temperature plummeting.
"So, Chen Ao, do you still think that I'm a lost cause and that you made the right decision in pledging your loyalty to the Lu and Xur families?"
Those words dropped like bombs in their midst.
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