Shortly after Ye Fan finished the call with Mr. Han, Mr. Li called again.

"Mr. Chu, there are only seven days left before the Taishan Martial Arts Association. Do you have any preparations, such as what medicines to replenish energy, weapons that can be used, or a few helpers, or something like that?"

"After all, this Taishan Martial Arts Association is related to the life and death of the entire Jiangdong, so I hope Mr. Chu..."

At this time, nearly three days have passed since he returned from Jianghai. Li Laoer made this call, one to remind Ye Fan not to forget the Taishan Martial Battle in seven days later, and the second to see if Ye Fan is prepared.

It is related to his own life and death, so Li Laoer is naturally very concerned about it.

However, Ye Fan said lightly: "No need. If you defeat him, I will be enough for one person and one hand."

Ye Fan's tone was very plain, but that arrogance and domineering aura still came to his face even through his cell phone.

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

But he didn't dare to ask anything more, just told Ye Fan that on the night he left, he would hold a banquet at home to celebrate Mr. Chu in advance and let Ye Fan come.

"Ye Fan nodded, "I'll contact you again at that time."

Ye Fan immediately hung up the phone.

In Yunjing Villa, Mr. Li's concerns were still strong. After Ye Fan hung up the phone, Mr. Li still looked worried.

"Second Master, Mr. Chu is so full of words. I guess he is confident. What are you worried about?" The two brothers Jin Bao and Yin Bao on the side comforted him.

Li Laoer shook his head and sighed: "The Thai boxing champion was so full of words last time. But now, the grass in his grave is three feet tall."

"A arrogant soldier will be defeated. If Mr. Chu can handle it carefully, I would not be so frightened. But Mr. Chu's attitude is to be confident to be nice, but not nice, that is arrogant."

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

I became more and more worried, is it really appropriate to hand over Jiangdong's life and death to Ye Fan alone?

"It seems that I still have to discuss it with Chen Ao and the others, and I always have to keep some backup."

Li Laoer thought about it in his heart and said worriedly.

Jiangdong tonight is definitely not peaceful.

The bigwigs from all over the country held video conferences, and all of them looked solemn, discussing the Taishan Martial Arts Association in seven days later.

Ye Fan naturally didn't know these actions of Li Laoer and others.

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

If this is the case, the Taishan Martial Arts Association will be August 15th in seven days.

Ye Fan chuckled softly, without any rush, picked up the harmonica, leaned against the window, and continued to blow gently.

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

Ye Fan grew up listening to his mother's harmonica since he was a child.

In Ye Fan's memory, there are many things in his mother's piano sound.

I miss my beloved, I miss my past years, and I also hope that my son will become a dragon, but more of it 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 had complained about. Perhaps, she just expressed all her emotions through the beautiful melody.
Chapter completed!