Qiu Mu-Cheng couldn't help but worry. Were the five members of the Green Dragon Force able to hold up against an entire family of martial artists?
But she started to think about it in a different way.
Ye Fan had died serving the country, so he was considered a hero to the martial arts circle.
Logically speaking, the country ought to protect the surviving family of a fallen national hero.
Qiu Mu-Cheng figured that even if the Lv family really coveted Ye Fan's assets and tried to take over, they wouldn't do it overtly or attract too much attention while doing such a thing.
After all, such actions were considered despicable and unethical, so the martial arts circle would definitely despise the family if they found out about their deeds.
So she felt that the Lv family would just pull a few stunts quietly in order to mess
Jiangdong up.
If that was the case, then the five members of the Green Dragon Force should be more than enough to deal with any covert actions by the Lv family.
Some of the panic and worry in Qiu Mu-Cheng's heart dissipated after thinking about it this way.
She told Li Er, "Master Er, let's get the Green Dragons to come over as soon as possible. By hook or by crook, they must get here before tomorrow night!"
Ye Fan had left in a hurry and didn't arrange for a lot of powerful martial artists to protect Jiangdong.
After all, Ye Fan hadn't been too worried when he first agreed to go on this mission.
He felt that the mission was going to be very simple and straightforward and he would return in no time, so he hadn't made any plans or put any backups in place before leaving.
Ye Qing-Tian had told Ye Fan that all the representatives fighting for spirit energy fruits would be martial artists who weren't even at grandmaster level.
Ye Fan was a supreme grandmaster, so he could kill an entire army of such low level martial artists. It wasn't surprising that Ye Fan considered this mission a simple one.
There was no way that Ye Fan could have predicted that a simple fight for spirit energy fruits would turn out to be a gathering of supreme grandmasters.
Thankfully, the Green Dragon Force that Ye Fan had groomed personally were still in China.
Probably Ye Fan himself would never have dreamt that the few youngsters he agreed to train back then would turn out to be Jiangdong's only defense against an impending attack by a martial arts power.
Of course, there were other martial artists within the large province of Jiangdong.
But they were mostly just learning martial arts for fun and were all very low level fighters, so they weren't of much use in this situation.
The only ones that Jiangdong could rely on at such times were the five members of the Green Dragon Force that Ye Fan had left behind.
But the Green Dragons had gone to the wilderness for training.
Qiu Mu-Cheng could only hope that they could return in time.
The night passed quickly.
Qiu Mu-Cheng continued to go to work like she always did.
Besides Li Er and the other two who were in the house that fateful day, Qiu Mu-Cheng didn't tell anybody else about what happened to Ye Fan.
She didn't even tell her best friend, Su Qian, about it.
This was a very grave matter, so if she didn't tread carefully, Mufan Group would be in serious trouble.
Her pretty eyes were bloodshot and her tears fell to the floor like shiny pearls in the light.
"Mu-Cheng, what's wrong? Are you ill? Why does your voice sound so nasal?" asked Ye Xi-Mei worriedly as if she had noticed something different about Qiu Mu-Cheng's voice.
Qiu Mu-Cheng quickly tried to control her emotions and wiped her tears away.
"Mum, I'm fine, I just think I might be coming down with the flu. I have another meeting to attend to, so if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."
She was afraid that she might not be able to control her emotions and Ye Xi-Mei would smell a rat, so she quickly found an excuse to put the phone down.
She didn't tell Ye Xi-Mei about what had happened to Ye Fan and intended to keep it a secret for the time being. She would tell her mother-in-law when the opportunity rose.
Once she put the phone down, Qiu Mu-Cheng couldn't hold her tears back anymore and started sobbing again.
"Ye Fan, you awful man! Where on earth are you? I know you're still alive, I'm sure you're still alive! But why don't you contact me? Why aren't you home yet..." Qiu Mu-Cheng's miserable and sorrowful voice echoed within the house.
CLAP CLAP CLAP!
Just then, she heard the sound of applause from outside the door.
The door that was shut fast was pushed open from outside.
Qiu Mu-Cheng looked up in shock to see Lv Hua clapping away as he marched into the house with a smile on his face.
The cold wind outside made his clothes flap wildly.
The icy moonlight shone on him, creating a foggy shadow on the floor.
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