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    “Jiang Zhiyi, are you finally here?”

    Ye Fan looked at Jiang Zhiyi who appeared without much emotion, and his tone was as indifferent and cold as Night Breeze: “It’s time to put an end to this battle!”

    Jiang Zhiyi looked at Ye Fan with a painful expression: “Ye Fan, how did you become like this? How did you become like this…”

    Jiang Mengli yelled: “Mom, he has become a demon and has brought great harm to brother Shi Yan. You can’t be soft-hearted anymore, or I won’t recognize you as my mother!”

    Jiang Zhiyi ignored Jiang Mengli and just looked at Ye Fan with a painful look on his face: “Do you know, you make me very disappointed and sad when you look like this!”

    She recalled the scene of picking up Ye Fan at the dock, the scene of Ye Fan detoxifying himself in the bedroom, and the ripples caused by touching herself.

    Everything was so clear, everything was so tempting, but unfortunately now they have become two enemies.

    Ye Fan said calmly: “I have changed? What has become?”

    Jiang Zhiyi took a long breath and spoke with unspeakable regret:

    “You used to be simple and kind, eager to help others, and helped Jiang and me solve problems. You were a rare and good young man in the world.”

    “Now, not only is he aggressive and murderous, he is also ruthless and has even killed his old friends.”

    She asked Mark Ye Fan: “Could it be that the jealousy and jealousy deep in your heart really changes you beyond recognition?”

    Hearing this, Ye Fan’s lips curled up with a hint of joking, and he looked at the elegantly dressed woman and spoke:

    “I haven’t changed from the beginning to the end. The one who has changed is you, your desire, and your ambition!”

    “Jiang Mengli and the others don’t know my conduct and behavior since I entered Jiang’s martial arts school. Don’t you know that?”

    “They don’t know the biggest contributor to the Jiang Family Martial Arts School’s survival from the Murong family. Don’t you know that?”

    “In the first battle in the ring, Jiang’s family survived a desperate situation. They didn’t know whether it was Jiang’s secret skills that worked or my personal ability. Don’t you know?”

    “Song Shiyan robbed me of my merits, deliberately pushed me away, and framed me many times. Others can’t see through it, but you still can’t see through it?”

    Ye Fan looked at the woman: “No, you know everything clearly, and you can see through Song Shiyan’s tricks at a glance, but you let them frame me!”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s body shook and he took a step back, a trace of panic flashing across his face.

    Jiang Mengli shouted: “You bastard, don’t slander me. It’s obviously you who betrayed me. Don’t blame my mother.”

    Jiang Zhiyi echoed incoherently: “Yes, you slandered me, I…why would I do that?”

    Ye Fan took a step forward and looked at Jiang Zhiyi:

    “Because you are worried about my great achievements, worried about me taking away the family property you want to leave to Jiang Mengli, worried about you losing control of me!”

    “You only want me to be an obedient sword for you, but you don’t want me to be a sword with a mind and a soul.”

    “So you continue to use Song Shiyan and others to suppress me, slander me, create anxiety and a bad environment for me, and then comfort me to make me completely dependent on you!”

    “This way, you can hold me tightly in your hand.”

    “Unfortunately, I have never been a sword. I am a more powerful sword wielder than you!”

    Ye Fan said loudly: “The more you try to control me, the farther you will push me, and finally end up in the current situation where we are at war with each other!”

    Nangong Zhixia looked at Jiang Zhiyi and smiled jokingly, then gave an unceremonious blow:

    “Jiang Zhiyi, when facing a strong person like Young Master Ye, instead of hugging her tightly and surrendering, you want to conquer her. I don’t know where you got the confidence.”

    “The time and energy you spend thinking so much about it would be more practical than learning a few more tricks of the Spring Breeze Tu.”

    She raised her head: “But I want to thank you. If you hadn’t forced Young Master Ye away, how could I have been with Young Master Ye? How could I have the wealth and glory I have now?”

    Zhao Qingqing echoed: “Thank you, President Jiang, for giving Mr. Ye to the Beiwu Alliance!”

    Jiang Mengli was furious: “Shut up! Shut up! My mother’s legs were born with straight legs. Wouldn’t she kneel down like a bastard like you?”

    Nangong Zhixia sneered: “Song Shiyan was ruined by Young Master Ye with a slap. He is not even worthy of carrying Young Master Ye’s shoes, but you treat him like a treasure. Who is more despicable?”

    Jiang Mengli was so angry that she almost vomited blood: “You…”

    Jiang Zhiyi came over and wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but in the end he was slumped and just looked at Mark:

    “It turns out you really see through everything at a glance…”

    There was some regret in her heart, but she didn’t regret attacking Mark, but she regretted that she was too confident and her methods were too drastic.

    Otherwise, she and Mark would not have reached this point.

    But if it happened again, she might still choose to conquer Ye Fan instead of hugging him. After all, she didn’t want to hand over such a huge foundation to outsiders.

    Moreover, Song Shiyan had a better background and future than Ye Fan, so it was impossible for her to choose Ye Fan as her son-in-law.

    But if she had it to do over again, she would not be tit-for-tat, but would use a gentle offensive, and even sacrifice her body to take down Mark and become a knife in her own hand.

    She believed that she could capture Mark, but it was a pity that she was too reserved at the time.

    Ye Fan nodded: “I have indeed seen through it a long time ago, and for the sake of my aunt and the fact that you took care of me for a month, I gave you many opportunities…”

    “It’s a pity that you don’t cherish it every time, let alone rein in the situation. Instead, in order to fight against me, you go to more and more extremes.”

    Ye Fan hit the nail on the head: “You can even choose to cooperate with the devil in order to win tonight!”

    Jiang Zhiyi shouted: “Ye Fan, you can’t slander me!”

    “Slandering you?”

    There was a hint of coldness on Ye Fan’s face, and he looked forward at Jiang Zhiyi:

    “Others don’t know what the strength of the Southern Martial Alliance is, so why don’t I know it?”

    “The people who are going to fight against the Northern Martial Alliance in the ring tonight are not only powerful, but also very weird. Do you dare to say that they are from the Southern Martial Alliance?”

    “Let alone a Nanwu League that has suffered a lot of blows. Even at its peak, the Nanwu League would not have had the combat effectiveness it did tonight!”

    Ye Fan spoke word by word: “So they are humans or ghosts. You know in your heart whether you have made a deal with the devil or not.”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s breathing stagnated slightly: “Those are some foreign aids invited by Shi Yan to replace Zhao Muge and Jiang Qilang…”

    “Invited foreign aid?”

    Ye Fan sneered: “Let alone Song Shiyan, even if Song Qinghou is alive, it is impossible to gather so many masters!”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s face turned ugly: “That’s Song Shiyan’s ability…”

    Ye Fan snorted: “Can’t you really see that they have the shadow of the Seven Doors on them?”

    “Ye Fan!”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at Ye Fan like a knife.

    Ye Fan added lightly: “Is there anything else you want to say?”

    “Tonight, you die and I die!”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s voice turned cold, and then the long sword shook violently, and the sword light shot towards Ye Fan like a stream of light…

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