"After all, this Taishan martial arts meeting is related to the life and death of the entire Jiangdong, so I hope Mr. Chu..."

At this time, nearly three days had passed since returning from Jiang Hai. Li Laoer made this call, one was to remind Ye Fan not to forget the Taishan martial arts battle seven days later, and the second was to see if Ye Fan had any preparations.

It was a matter of his own life and death, so Li Er Er was naturally very concerned about it.

However, Ye Fan said indifferently: "No need. If Wu Herong is just a mere Wu Herong, I can defeat him with one hand and one hand."

Ye Fan's tone was very flat, but the arrogance and domineering, even through the phone, still rushed to his face.

"Then... that's good." Li Laoer smiled resentfully. Perhaps Horton's pretentiousness taught them too much, so Ye Fan's confident words did not dispel Li Laoer's heart. concerns.

But he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and just told Ye Fan that on the night of leaving, he would host a banquet at home to celebrate Mr. Chu's departure in advance, and asked Ye Fan to come.

"Yeah." Ye Fan nodded, "I'll contact you when the time comes."

Ye Fan immediately hung up the phone.

In the Yunjing villa, the worry in Li Erye's heart was still strong. A long time after Ye Fan hung up the phone, Li's second son still looked preoccupied.

"Second Master, Mr. Chu is so full of words, he must be confident, what are you worried about?" Brothers Jinbao and Yinbao on the side comforted him.

Li Lao Er shook his head and sighed: "The last time the Thai boxing champion talked so well. But now, the grass in front of his grave is three feet high."

"Arrogant soldiers are bound to be defeated. If Mr. Chu can deal with it carefully, I won't be so panicked. But Mr. Chu's attitude, if you say it nicely, it's called self-confidence, but if it's not nice, it's arrogant."

Thinking of Ye Fan's indifferent attitude just now, Li Er Er sighed again.

I became more and more worried. Is it really appropriate to entrust Jiang Dong's life and death to Ye Fan alone?

"It seems that we still have to discuss it with Chen Ao and the others, and we have to leave something behind."

Li Laoer was thinking about it in his heart, and said worriedly.

Jiangdong tonight is anything but peaceful.

Big shots from all over the place held a video conference, all of them with solemn faces, discussing the matter of the Taishan Martial Arts Conference in seven days.

Of course, Ye Fan didn't know about the actions of Li Laoer and the others.

After he put down his phone, he just looked at the calendar. Today is August 8th in the Gregorian calendar.

Based on this calculation, the Mount Tai martial arts meeting in seven days will be the fifteenth day of the eighth month.

Ye Fan smiled lightly, without any worry, picked up the harmonica, leaned against the window, and continued to play gently.

This harmonica was given to him by his mothers when he came to Yunzhou.

Ye Fan grew up listening to the sound of his mother's harmonica.

In Ye Fan's memory, the sound of his mother's piano contained many things.

There are nostalgia for the loved one, nostalgia for the past years, and even more expectations for a child to become a dragon, but more, there is still the heartbreaking sadness under the sound of the piano.

Ye Fan's mother suffered a lot in her life, but Ye Fan never remembered what her mother complained about. Perhaps, she just expressed all her emotions through that beautiful melody.

"Mom, it won't take long. One day, the child will lead you into the Chu family's door openly. Let those who humiliated us and despised us all kneel down and forgive you!" Ye Fan's eyebrows and eyes were firm. .

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