BAM!
Gaia knelt so hard that he created a 30 centimeter hole in the ground.
His reverent voice quietly swept through the air like a storm and left the wind raging. Sand and stone twirled in the storm.
The young man didn't move when Gaia knelt before him. Instead, he continued to hold the woman in his arms.
Ye Fan couldn't see anything else in his eyes. Not Sword Saint, God of War, or even the heavens or the earth.
All he cared about was the blood-stained woman in his arms, so he didn't care and couldn’t be bothered by anyone else.
Someone else would definitely be here to help Ye Fan overcome all obstacles.
Gaia quickly turned around to look at Mo Gu-Cheng and the others.
"Gaia? The Persian King, Gaia?" Mo Gu-
Cheng looked at Gaia sternly as he questioned him.
After a brief shock, Mo Gu-Cheng had finally realized who this person was.
Gaia laughed gently. "It seems I'm pretty famous. Even War God Castle from China knows me."
Gaia raised his brow and scrutinized Mo Gu-Cheng before he continued. "You look a little familiar to me and certainly bear a resemblance to that fellow who called himself the son of the King of Fighters. If I'm not mistaken, you must be Mo Gu-Cheng, the third most powerful lord of War God Castle."
Gaia sounded calm and was completely fearless even though he was standing before the four pillars of the nation.
After all, the Dragon Master had his back.
Gaia had nothing to fear even if all six pillars of the nation attacked him together since the Dragon Master was here.
"Does that mean you were the one responsible for my son, Wu-Ya's injuries?" Mo Gu-Cheng's eyes instantly turned red as he clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles popped with fury rising in his heart when he heard what Gaia said.
He stared dead straight at Gaia.
If looks could kill, Mo Gu-Cheng would have cut Gaia into pieces with his stare.
"Wu-Ya? I just knew it was him. I didn't want to fight him, but he didn't know better and kept testing my boundaries.
Considering my usual temper, I would have killed him in Korea and fed him to the fish in the river. However, I was feeling kind, so I only broke his legs and spared his life. Don't bother thanking me. Just buy me dinner."
Gaia laughed with utter disregard for Mo Gu-Cheng's threatening face.
"You're asking to be killed!"
The King of Fighters finally couldn't suppress his fury and yelled as he
attacked Gaia to seek revenge for his boy, but Sword Saint hurriedly stopped him.
"King of Fighters, calm down. We have to focus on handling Tang Yun and Ye Fan. We can deal with Wu-Ya's incident in the future," said Sword Saint deeply as he persuaded Mo Gu-Cheng.
Sword Saint stepped forward and spoke to Gaia politely, "I see. You are Gaia, the Persian King. I have heard so much about you. I am one of the lords of War God Castle, Xiao Chen. Since it's our first meeting, we really should have set up a banquet at Mount Yan to show our hospitality. Sadly, we have some matters to deal with now, so it will have to wait. After we are done ridding these scum from the Chinese martial arts world, we will invite you to Mount Yan for dinner."
"I see. So you are Xiao Chen, a lord of War God Castle. I have heard so much about you." Gaia bowed and smiled in a rather courteous tone. "We can talk about that some other time since I have a mission to accomplish"
"A mission?" Sword Saint raised his brow.
"Uh huh. Otherwise, do you think I’m on holiday in China?" asked Gaia airily.
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