YM778.TV Chapter 1031
"If I hadn\'t been completely unable to investigate, I wouldn\'t have been unable to do my duty as a son until now." Ye Fan lowered his eyebrows and said.
Death stared blankly at Ye Fan for a while, lowered his head in thought, and then said: "I understand, if your mother was still alive, she would definitely be very pleased, to have such a good child like you.However... "Ye Fan, I can\'t tell you for now what happened to your mother, and I can\'t tell you who your enemy was."
Ye Fan frowned, "Why?"
Death lifted his head and said: "Because the person who killed your mother and your son was one of the experts of the Primordial Divine descendants. With your current abilities, you still can\'t take revenge.
If you don\'t know the truth, then at least you\'ll be safe for the time being. But if you know the truth, then you might be targeted by the ancient gods.
If you want to know everything, that\'s fine too, but first you have to … ""Do you want to join the power of the Apocalypse first?" Ye Fan directly interrupted his death, "You want me to enter your camp, then you can tell me who my enemy is and the secret of my past?"
Death nodded, "Yes, I am also considering your safety. After all, you are my sister\'s son that I have saved with great difficulty."
Ye Fan\'s eyes flashed for a moment, and then he lightly laughed, "Lady Death, regardless of whether or not you are my aunt, I still have some doubts as to whether or not you are someone with the power of the Apocalypse King."
"What do you mean?" Death was somewhat puzzled."You kept saying that you were my relative, but you refused to tell me the truth.
Do you think, with my experience and life experience, I would foolishly throw away my life for the sake of revenge?
It seems to me that you are now using some of my mother\'s information to lure me into the power of the Apocalypse.
But if you really wish for me to join the power of the Apocalypse, isn\'t it better to just tell me who my enemies are?
For example, if my enemy was the Martial God, then I really wouldn\'t have any way to defeat him. With my current feeling towards the Epic Tier, I might not even have the chance to defeat him even if I practiced for another hundred years.
In that case, wouldn\'t I be willing to join the Doomsday King for the sake of avenging my mother?But now, you tell me that your enemy is a descendant of an ancient god, and you don\'t tell me exactly who he is.
I am thinking, could it be that you are a spy from the ancient gods planted in the power of the apocalypse to probe me? Will you join the power of the apocalypse? "
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and helplessly shook his head, "From your words, I can\'t feel the sincerity from your family."
Death frowned and said, "Ye Fan, you are overthinking things. If I were a spy from the ancient gods, I would have used all kinds of methods to lure you into joining the power of the apocalypse. There is no need to walk in such a big circle with you."
"Really? Then why don\'t you just tell me everything about my biological parents? You want me to join the power of the Apocalypse before you speak of it?
Could it be … Because once I know the truth, I might not even be willing to join the Doomsday King? " Ye Fan squinted his eyes, and lowered his voice as he asked, "Don\'t tell me …" I have the blood of the clan, too. "
Seeing the change in death\'s expression, Ye Fan had already made some guesses in his heart, and had come to a conclusion.
His emotions were more complicated than they had ever been. His own life was probably much more complicated than he had imagined.This kind of heavy pressure made Ye Fan even more afraid of facing the truth, because once it was exposed, he would have to face a variety of choices.
The choice may be happy, but it may also be the abyss of pain."I was asking you, my aunt, why are you asking me?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.
Death avoided his gaze and said: "Ye Fan, I know you still have a lot of doubts in your heart, but I definitely didn\'t harm your heart. If you feel cheated and want to leave after joining the power of the Apocalypse King, I will definitely not stop you. "
"Do you think that\'s possible? If I had the power of the Apocalypse, then it would be impossible for me to return to China. That was the Doomsday Shakyamuni\'s decision.
"Also, I\'m not the kind of person who goes back on his word. If I choose to ally with you guys, then I will not go back on my word, so I will be extra careful." Ye Fan said.Death Comprehension nodded, and said: "I know that with the current information and evidence, it will be difficult for you to agree to my invitation. But I won\'t force you either.
You just need to remember, do not trust the people of the ancient gods, the clan, the dragon souls, or those of the hidden dragons … They are your enemies, the accomplices that caused your mother\'s death and caused you to suffer in the outside world!
The gates to our power as the King of Doom will always be open for you. If one day you are persecuted by an ancient God\'s descendant, you can contact me and I will do my best for you. "
Ye Fan looked at the sincere look in the woman\'s eyes, his heart slightly fluctuating.
He nodded and stood up, saying, "Thank you, Miss Death. Although I don\'t feel that there\'s anything wrong with killing a few of the Far Eastern Guilds, but you have saved me a lot of trouble. I owe you a favor.
Regardless of whether you are my aunt or not, I can at least promise you that I will not stand on the side of the Ancient Divine descendants against the Apocalypse King until I understand the truth of my past.I know that no matter which side I choose, once a conflict breaks out, there will be sacrifices …
"All I can do is to keep my heart, do what I think is right, and protect the people I love …"
After Ye Fan finished his speech, he smiled, picked up a piece of cake, gave a thumbs up and walked towards the manor\'s gate while eating.All the way until Ye Fan left the manor, Death couldn\'t help but release his pent-up emotions.
She covered her face with one hand, tears streaming down her face, her shoulders heaving and sobbing."Ye Fan..." Death muttered. He picked up the picture of Ye Fan when he was young and muttered, "I\'m sorry … "I\'m sorry..."
After about ten minutes or so, a gray robed female attendant walked out of the room. She didn\'t dare to look up at her mistress\'s face, and only respectfully said, "Lord Death, Zhang Yi requests an audience."Death took a deep breath and his expression returned to normal. There were no traces of him ever crying.
She put the photo away and spoke with a graceful and cold expression, "Let him come over …" Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.