Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 1050 - 1005: Eight Trigrams Sect

He missed the home in Yunhai as well.

Once these matters in Shanghai are dealt with, it’s time to bring Lin Chumo out of Kunlun.

Suddenly, Ye Tian noticed numerous trophies, certificates, and group photos in one corner of the wall. In the photos, there was a woman with an exceptionally heroic spirit, somewhat resembling Han Shiyun; she should be Han Shiyun’s mother.

These honors, each more impressive than the last.

"Champion of the Second Traditional Martial Arts Competition in Shanghai!"

"Champion of the Shanghai Martial Arts Championship!"

"Runner-up in the Huaxia Traditional Martial Arts Tournament!"

"The top person of the Huaxia Eight Trigrams Sect!"

Seeing these titles, a hint of interest flickered in Ye Tian’s eyes. It seemed Han Shiyun’s mother was also quite extraordinary.

Although her strength couldn’t compare to his, in the eyes of ordinary people and those ancient martial artists, she was definitely not weak!

Han Yongming had been focusing on Ye Tian all along. He brewed a cup of tea for Ye Tian and asked, "Professor Ye, where are you from? Your accent doesn’t sound like you’re a local of Shanghai."

"Yunhai City."

"Ah, Yunhai is great, it’s a land of talents, and the air is so fresh..."

For a moment, Han Yongming enthusiastically started asking questions. Although his daughter said Ye Tian was her colleague, he didn’t quite believe it.

Having been at Modu University for so long, he had never seen his daughter bring any other males home; the relationship between the two was definitely not simple.

Han Shiyun quickly interrupted, sitting between Ye Tian and her father, fearing her father would continue to inquire.

"Dad, you haven’t told me when mom is coming back?" Han Shiyun said.

With a sigh, Han Yongming said, "Your mom is still busy with that martial arts academy. She’s already invested one or two million, and it’s still a bottomless pit. Is it really necessary to promote the Eight Trigrams Sect this much? It would be better to do some charity! I’ve asked her several times to change the house, and she just won’t. Daughter, you need to have a good talk with your mom. She still hasn’t come back, and I’ve been making all the meals myself these past few days."

Han Shiyun had a somewhat helpless expression. Her mother had been like this ever since she could remember, pursuing martial arts to the extreme.

Since she started working, her focus was even more on promoting the Eight Trigrams Sect.

What else could her family do but support her?

Han Shiyun looked at Ye Tian and said, "Professor Ye, why don’t I go to the kitchen to prepare a few dishes, and we’ll eat a little? I will contact you again when I confirm my mom is at home, since both my dad and I don’t know where she put that thing."

Ye Tian nodded, just about to speak when Han Yongming’s phone rang. He glanced at it and gave a cold smile, "Look at that, your mom’s calling, probably asking me to bring food."

He answered the call, and just as he was about to speak, a hurried male voice came from the other end.

"Uncle Han, something’s wrong, the master is in trouble! Come to the martial arts academy quickly, the ambulance is on its way!" Though it wasn’t on speaker, it was extremely clear.

Han Shiyun and Han Yongming both stood up. Wei Yongming, hands trembling, asked, "What on earth happened?"

"Uncle Han, it’s hard to explain over the phone, someone has come to challenge the academy, you need to come quickly..."

With those words, the call abruptly ended.

Throwing on a jacket, Han Yongming rushed outside.

Han Shiyun, looking a bit flustered, said to Ye Tian, "Professor Ye, please return to the school first. I’m really sorry, I planned to have you for dinner today, but there’s something I need to take care of."

"I’ll go with you," Ye Tian said.

Han Shiyun was initially going to refuse, but with her mother’s life at stake, she didn’t bother to argue with Ye Tian. "Alright then."

Before long, the three of them were in a blue BMW inside the community.

In a hurry, Han Yongming stepped on the gas and sped off.

Ye Tian originally intended for Han Yongming and Han Shiyun to ride the Bentley, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.

Running through three or four red lights, ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a relatively secluded martial arts academy.

The academy’s sign bore three powerful characters — Eight Trigrams Sect!

Han Yongming and Han Shiyun immediately opened the door and rushed out!

Naturally, Ye Tian followed suit!

Upon entering the martial arts academy, a chilling aura could instantly be felt.

A middle-aged man stood on the stage, exuding Qi, with hands clasped behind his back, as if a grandmaster.

Ye Tian realized that the opponent was a martial artist.

In a corner, a woman in her forties lay on the ground, several disciples in training attire were bandaging her.

"Mom!"

Han Shiyun plunged into the crowd. Seeing her mother in such a frail state, she felt unbearably heartbroken, tears streaming down immediately.

At this moment, Mother Han’s hand was almost twisted, bruises covered her face, and blood continuously seeped from her mouth.

The paleness of her face was filled with pain and helplessness.

Seeing his wife in this condition, Han Yongming was furious: "Damn it, who the hell did this! Why is she like this!"

"Where’s the ambulance? Why isn’t it here yet!"

Upon hearing this, countless eyes turned to the middle-aged man on stage.

One young man in a training uniform whispered, "Uncle Han, I don’t know why either. Logically speaking, the ambulance should have arrived by now, but there’s no movement at all. I called again just now, still useless."

With a determined look, Han Yongming said, "We can’t wait any longer, carry her to my car, I’ll take her to the hospital myself!"

Hearing this, the young man in the training uniform quickly said, "Uncle Han, that’s not going to work. If we could transport her ourselves, wouldn’t we have done so already? Every time we try to lift the master, she spits blood."

As he finished speaking, Mother Han, semi-conscious, spat another mouthful of blood.

It was shocking to behold.

This frightened Han Shiyun, "Mom, please don’t scare me, I’m begging you, please don’t scare me, I’ll go find a doctor right away..."

Just then, an icy voice echoed from the stage!

It was the middle-aged man who hadn’t spoken until now!

"Hmph, no matter who comes today, it’s useless! This trash martial artist dares to tarnish the Eight Trigrams Sect! What’s the use of her being alive!"

Han Shiyun was completely terrified.

As Han Yongming came to his senses, he glanced at the middle-aged man and asked, "Who is he?"

The young man in the training uniform hesitated for a few seconds, then, with a trembling voice, said, "He... he’s the one who came to challenge and injured the master..."

Upon hearing this, Han Yongming was enraged!

His wife was beaten like this, and even if he was challenging the academy, it shouldn’t have gone this far!

Standing up quickly, he grabbed a stick in one hand, ready to storm the stage!

"Damn it, lay a hand on my wife, I’ll fight you to the death!"

The usually polite Han Yongming was beside himself with fury, outright cursing!

The other martial arts academy disciples looked tense and with changing expressions, six or seven of them rushed to hold onto Han Yongming.

"Uncle Han, don’t do it, that man is way too strong! The master couldn’t last against him even for a moment!" The middle-aged man on the stage glanced coldly at Han Yongming and sneered, "You ants are in no position to challenge me! I have only one thing to say upon coming here: By tomorrow, I don’t want to see this martial arts academy still standing. That woman doesn’t represent the Eight Trigrams Sect! She has no qualification! However, she might not survive tonight!"

Furious, Han Yongming roared, "You damn well know you’re committing murder! I’ll report this, and you’ll be brought to justice!"

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