A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1045 Death

"Esteemed senior, I don't understand...we bear no grudge against each other. Why did you attack me? Aren't you worried about offending my master, the Ice Emperor? You might be extremely well-respected, but my master is your equal. He, too, is a member of War God Castle and one of the six pillars of China. I'm his disciple and you've just attacked and insulted my honor. Aren't you worried that my master may come after you?"

Wei Wu-Ya clenched his jaw as he struggled to his feet.

There was blood pooling in his mouth. He struggled to withstand the agonizing pain throbbing in his chest as he yelled threateningly at the woman before him.

His low, growling voice was filled with fury and resentment.

Wei Wu-Ya was the disciple of a supreme grandmaster who hailed from War God Castle. He was ranked number nine in the ranking for Chinese martial arts grandmasters.

He too, was a well-respected figure in the Chinese martial arts circle.

Even the head of the powerful Xur family had to treat him with some degree of respect.

Since he had become a grandmaster, everyone whom he had met everywhere had treated him with nothing but awe and respect. He had not suffered any disrespect or insult before.

But this woman had hit him without any reason and even injured him severely.

Even Buddha had his moments of anger and Wei Wu-Ya was no Buddha. He was a man who had basked in privilege.

He would have gotten to his feet and challenged her to a fight if he didn't already know that he wasn't her match at all.

That didn't mean that he didn't burn with resentment. That had been why he had tried to intimidate her with the mention of his master's name.

Yu Yun appeared unfazed.

She simply stood there, her petite form towering over the fallen figure of Wei Wu-Ya.

"Come after me?" Her voice was filled with scorn. "You're talking about the Ice Emperor, the man who couldn't get into the top three positions in War God Castle's ranking. Do you really think I'll feel threatened by him? The Ice Emperor himself would not have dared to utter the words that you've just said."

Yu Yun shook her head. Her voice sounded cold and proud.

She slowly lifted the sword in her hand, the slight movement of her arm summoning howling winds in an instant.

The sight sent fear coursing through everyone's blood.

Ye Tian and the rest gasped in shock.

This young woman seemed to be able to wield the very forces of nature with a single gesture.

"Heavens, who is she?"

As the others stood frozen in shock and tear, Wei Wu-Ya felt the looming threat of death approach.

Yu Yun seemed angry and her words laced with the threat of violence.

"What...what do you think you're doing?" Panic coursed through the man as he paled and stumbled back.

Yu Yun did not seem to have heard him.

With her sword in hand, she glided gracefully and slowly towards Wei Wu-Ya.

The aura of murderous intent exuding from her intensified with every step she took until the air around her was heavy with the threat of violence and death.

"You...you can't kill me. I'm a Chinese grandmaster, so I'm protected by War God Castle. My master, like you, is one of the pillars of the nation. He's not going to let you off if you kill me," yelled Wei Wu-Ya fearfully.

The look on Yu Yun remained cold and unfeeling. "That's not going to stop me from killing you. In fact, I would kill you even if you were the disciple of the God of War, Ye Qing-Tian himself. You made a mistake when you tried to threaten me by mentioning his name."

A horrifying realization struck Wei Wu-Ya then.

"You're...you're not the Phoenix Empress. Who are you?" yelled Wei Wu-Ya. Terror filled his eyes as he stared at the approaching young woman.

"The Phoenix Empress? That woman isn't even worthy of being my servant," said the young woman with a voice as cold and unmoving as the snow-capped peaks of ancient mountains.

A streak of light cut through the night the next moment.

It was the cold moonlight reflecting off her equally cold blade.

Everyone watched as the sword shot out of Yu Yun's hand with the speed of lightning.

Wei Wu-Ya gasped in alarm. Despair filled his eyes as he tried desperately to escape.

But it didn't matter how fast he was. Could he be quicker than her sword?

"No!" His desperate cry was cut short as the sword skewered him.

The force of the sword piercing his body sent Wei Wu-Ya's heavy form flying into the distance.

With a loud thud, his body landed on the wall and was pinned in place with Yu Yun's sword.

Streams of blood flowed from the fatal wound in Wei Wu-Ya's throat.

In the final moments of his death, Wei Wu-Ya used the last dregs of his strength to speak. His wide, furious eyes stared unblinkingly at the beautiful young woman before him as he croaked in a raspy voice. "...why?"

Yu Yun walked up to him and said plainly, "You shouldn't have tried to harm his family."

Her voice could freeze one's blood.

Then, she raised her arm and pulled her sword out.

Wei Wu-Ya's dead body collapsed to the ground. Once a powerful grandmaster who had occupied the top ranks of the grandmaster's ranking, Wei Wu Ya was now nothing more than a corpse lying in a pool of his own blood, his eyes open and bulging with resentment and his features frozen in fury and fear.

He had not expected to find a powerful guardian protecting the family of a dead man.

Lu Ming-Feng and Xur Shao-Hua had assured him that their opponent was a nobody who had come from the village. He was supposed to be a useless piece of trash who had married into another family. His family were lowly villagers like him.

Wei Wu-Ya had believed them and followed them to Jiangdong to help them deal with their enemies.

But he had been duped.

Lu Ming-Feng and Xur Shao-Hua had lied to him.

Ye Fan's family was being watched over by such a powerful guardian. Ye Fan couldn't be a nobody from a lowly family.

If he had known this sooner, Wei Wu-Ya would have rather killed himself instead of teaming up with Lu Ming-Feng and Xur Shao-Hua.

But everything was too late now.

Who could believe that the once powerful Wei Wu-Ya would perish in a foreign land far away from home?

Wei Wu-Ya's men had nearly peed their pants as they had witnessed Wei Wu-Ya's death. Terror had them scattering to the

winds and fleeing for their lives.

The Ye family was left standing in dead silence.

Yu Yun had no intentions of lingering after she had retrieved her sword. She turned and prepared to leave.

"Young lady, could you tell us your name? You saved our lives. The Ye family will repay this debt in the future," Ye Xi-Mei called out after Yu Yun hastily.

"You don't have to. Just help me pass a message to Ye Fan when he's back. We were supposed to meet again in ten days. Tell him that the date's off. I'm not going to show up."

Yu Yun kept her back to the Ye family the entire time she was speaking.

Her distant attitude conveyed a clear message. She wasn't interested in anyone or anything in this world.

If she hadn't known Ye Fan, she would not have cared at all if the Ye family had been

massacred and she definitely wouldn't have interfered.

In her eyes, these ordinary men were no different from bugs.

She felt nothing for their lives or their deaths.

Ye Fan was the only exception.