A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 671

"So what if China's government finds out? So what if Ye Qing-Tian gets wind of it? If he dares to stop me, I will hack him with my Seven Foot Green Blade! I lost at Ye Qing-Tian's hands 18 years ago, so it's the perfect time to settle old scores and the new!" said Mochizuki Kawa furiously in a stern voice.

"Mochizuki-senpai, this is not the time to act impulsively."

"You have yet to fully master your swordsmanship. If you really encounter Ye Qing-Tian while you are in China, are you his match?"

"Moreover, it's not worth getting the martial arts circles from both countries to engage in war because of a farmer."

Mochizuki Kawa's juniors tried their best to persuade him otherwise.

In an instant, Mochizuki Kawa clenched his fists tightly and said with his eyes red, "Then do I sit by doing nothing after they have killed my godson?"

"We aren't saying you should turn a blind eye, but you shouldn't do it personally. Isn't it overkill for a master like you to kill him? There are plenty of highly skilled martial artists at Sword Shrine, so just send someone to go to China and kill the scoundrel."

"If you go personally, then you'll create a huge effect."

"Moreover, you are at a crucial time of mastering your skill. It's not worth throwing away everything for the sake of a nobody in China after you painstakingly practiced all these years."

Everyone tried to convince him otherwise again.

Mochizuki Kawa came to his senses and agreed, "I suppose that's the only way it can be handled for now. Who do you think I should send?"

But the moment Mochizuki Kawa finished his sentence, a middle-aged man walked into the room and said, "Father, please send me!"

What?

"Ying-Tian, you want to go?"

“You don't have to.”

"He's just a nobody, so he's not good enough for you to go."

"You are Sword Shrine's top disciple. It's also overkill for someone like you to go kill a farmer."

The two other head priests shook their heads as they spoke.

But Mochizuki Kawa nodded and agreed, "Since you want to go, then go ahead. When you return, come back with Ye Fan's head, so we can offer it to Ying-Long's spirit!"

"I accept your orders, Father!"

Then Hua Ying-Tian paid obeisance and got up to head to China!

That night.

At the peak of Mount Yan in China.

A castle stood majestically on the peak.

A huge signboard hung over the door in a flamboyant script: War God Castle!

Yes, it was the highest ruling organization of the martial arts circles in China.

War God Castle was the leader of the Chinese martial arts scene.

They supported all martial artists in China internally.

And represented the Chinese martial arts scene abroad.

They were considered the official authority of martial arts in China.

Since it was midday, he was only halfway home.

"Friend, are you going home for Lunar New Year?" asked a farmer sitting next to Ye Fan as they casually chatted.

Ye Fan nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle. I haven't gone back in years. It's about time I visited my mother."

Ye Fan spoke with a smile on his face.

The farmer sighed when he heard Ye Fan, "Sigh. Life is hard."

After Ye Fan and his mother left the Chu family back in the day, they moved to a small village in Jingzhou.

That was where Ye Fan's mother grew up, and both his grandparents were still alive.

Ye Fan and his mother had no one else to turn to, so they had no choice but to seek refuge with his grandparents.

Ye Fan lived in the small village in Jingzhou with his mother for many years.

Then Ye Fan caught wind of a Chu family member attempting to harm him, so he left the village and ended up marrying into the Qiu family.

He left for three years, just like that.

Ye Fan had no choice but to leave back then.

The Chu family was influential, and his identity as the family's eldest son was bound to attract plenty of trouble, so it would only endanger his mother if he stayed with her.

So the 20 year old Ye Fan chose to leave resolutely.

"Time flies. In the blink of an eye, three years have gone by. I wonder if Mum is well.”