A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1627

Everything was silent apart from Ke Zhe's agonizing wails.

No one expected Ye Fan to chop off one of the arms of a Grandmaster even after two Supreme Grandmasters had tried to defuse the tension.

Ye Fan's domineering act had stunned everyone on the spot.

“Is he... Is he crazy?”

“He doesn't even bother to listen to Supreme Grandmasters' advice!”

The crowd could not help but make all kinds of remarks. All the foreign martial artists were particularly flabbergasted.

To them, Tang Hao and Mo Gucheng had attained a godlike status.

Who on earth dares to challenge the authority of the pillars of China?

They were also taken aback by how cruel Ye Fan was.

Ye Fan did not care who the Supreme Grandmasters were. Without hesitation, he chopped off Ke Zhe's arm right in front of them.

His action was akin to a slap on Mo Gucheng's and Tang Hao's faces.

Despite how surprised they were, the crowd could understand why Ye Fan did that.

In the martial arts world, no one should disrespect a Grandmaster, let alone a Supreme Grandmaster.

Ye Fan held the title of the Unrivalled and was the pillar of the country. Yet, Yan Duping and the other Grandmasters did not show him any respect.

It was only natural that Ye Fan could not help but feel offended.

Anyone who humiliated a Supreme Grandmaster in the martial arts world was punishable by death.

To a certain degree, Ye Fan's decision to stop after chopping off Ke Zhe's arm was already his way of showing them mercy.

But Mo Gucheng did not think it that way.

Rage seared through him when he realized he had failed to protect the Grandmasters. “You b*stard! How dare you defy me? I shall apprehend you and send you to Mount Yan to receive your punishment!”

Mo Gucheng was so mad that his veins started popping. He started gathering Qi in his diaphragm and was about to launch an attack on Ye Fan.

However, Tang Hao immediately came over and stopped him. “Calm down. Have you forgotten what War God said? He did not want us to burn bridges with Ye Fan without a valid reason. That was what Sword Saint said too, remember?”

“He's a cruel man who decimates our men as he pleases. Isn't that a valid reason?” Mo Gucheng asked.

Tang Hao shook his head. “Yan Buping and the others were the ones that had disrespected him in the first place. So even if Ye Fan decides to kill them today, we can't actually blame him, even though it was unrighteous on humanitarian grounds.”

Honor and glory meant the world to a prestigious man. Likewise, a Supreme Grandmaster thought they were more important than life itself.

Someone who possessed great power would even think that their dignity was sacred. As such, anyone who crossed the boundary should be punished with death.

That was why Tang Hao explained to Mo Gucheng that Ye Fan had every right to kill Yan Buping and the others.

After calming Mo Gucheng down, Tang Hao immediately turned around and yelled at Yan Buping and the rest, as he was afraid Ye Fan might take more drastic actions against them, “Stop screaming, you bunch of useless idiots! Get over here and kneel before the Unrivalled and thank him for not killing you!”

Tang Hao was about to explode with rage. “This is what you get for insulting the Supreme Grandmaster!”

He initially thought that these men were experienced enough to handle things more maturely, but apparently, that was not the case.

Never in a million years did he expect them to make such a rookie mistake.

They only had themselves to blame for offending the Supreme Grandmaster and his wife!

What Tang Hao did not know was that veterans like Van Buping and the others only acted in such a manner because they did not see eye to eye with the younger generation that had risen through the ranks in recent years.

Deep in Ke Zhe's heart, he did not think Ye Fan deserved the Supreme Grandmaster title.

Ke Zhe, whose energy had long since drained out of his body, staggered and fell. But he quickly pulled himself together and ran as fast as he could.

After the Grandmasters left, Ye Fan turned and walked up to Qiu Mucheng.

She was still standing in the rain even though there was shelter right behind her. She tilted her head and looked at her husband.

Tears and raindrops rolled down her cheeks.

Ye Fan reached out and gently pinched the tip of her nose.

“Stop crying, silly girl. I've gotten rid of all the bad guys.” Ye Fan gave her a grin that warmed her heart.

Unlike the merciless young man earlier, Ye Fan had become a completely different person now.

He stretched his arms and embraced the woman before him.

“Ouch...” Qiu Mucheng cried out in pain.

Ye Fan had accidentally pressed his body against her injured arm.

After realizing that Ke Zhe had dislocated her arm, Ye Fan immediately fixed it back. “Come on. Let's go home.”

Ye Fan did not care how people would think of them nor was he bothered by how frustrated Mo Gucheng was. He simply scooped Qiu Mucheng into his arms before turning and walking away.

Everyone was in awe of such a romantic move.

Even Meng Wanyu, who had always despised men, could not help but become envious of the loving couple.

So that's what love and happiness are all about.

She seemed to understand Angie's logic now, and she could also understand why Qiu Mucheng was obsessed with this young man.