A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1313 Digging up Skeletons in the Closet

"Sorry, you might be placed in the Sky Ranking, but you got yourself there through unscrupulous means. You don't deserve to speak to me at all," said Ye Fan coolly. His words were a loud gust of wind that swept through the forest and lingered in the air.

Ye Fan's mildly spoken words were like a deafening crash of thunder in the ears of Kong Ming and the others, sending waves of shock rippling through them all.

They were utterly stupefied.

"Heavens!"

"Is he an idiot?"

"Has that Chinese young man gone mad?"

"How dare he speak that way to Indra?"

"Does he have any idea who he's talking to?"

"He's an absolute idiot!" "Doesn't he know that Indra is a supreme grandmaster?"

"He's just a grandmaster. How dare he speak so disrespectfully to someone who's been placed on the Sky Ranking?"

Their heads prickled with numbness.

They looked at Ye Fan as if they would an idiot.

A moment ago, they had felt sorry for the young man. He was young and could have had a bright future.

But it appeared that they had been sorely mistaken.

"Arrogant fools like him aren't going to amount to anything at all."

"He'll get himself killed sooner or later even if he survives his ordeal today."

Martial artists whispered amongst themselves as they stared at Ye Fan from a distance.

The awe and adoration that Lu Yan-Xi had

held towards Ye Fan vanished without a trace.

The young man that she had liked had been a strong and talented prodigy, not a brazen, reckless idiot who had overestimated his capabilities.

Ye Fan was no different from an idiot to them.

Even Mike Jones, the young master of a powerful sect like the Chu Sect, knew how to pick his battles.

But Ye Fan didn't appear to have that ability. He had continued to parade himself before a supreme grandmaster and disrespected the latter.

He was undoubtedly trying to get himself killed.

"He's still a young boy, after all," sighed Kong Ming as he shook his head.

He did not harbor any hopes for Ye Fan.

Everyone knew that his fate had been

sealed when he had spoken those words.

The martial arts circle had a rule. One was to never insult a grandmaster and one was to never, under any circumstances, even under threat of death, insult a supreme grandmaster. That led only to death.

As everyone expected, whatever remained of Brahma's composure fled him entirely. Fury burned in his eyes.

"Punk, do you know who you're messing with? I've lived and acted honorably my whole life. How dare you malign my good name!" thundered Brahma furiously.

Ye Fan burst out into laughter.

"You've lived and acted honorably your whole life. Really? Do you feel no shame for saying those words? Let me ask you this. Thirty years ago, on this very continent, did you not lead your comrades into making a false pact with the others? Did you not ambush and through unscrupulous means slaughter the martial artists from China and steal their spirit energy fruits?" Ye Fan's icy voice rang out loud and clear The power emanating from his person intensified with every word that he spoke, growing until it became a storm and him its eye.

He stepped forward and bellowed, "Brahma, let me ask you another question. Fifty years ago, after your master suffered a serious injury, did you not lie to him and betray him? Did you not murder him and massacre everyone in your sect and steal the technique that he has sworn never to share with or teach anyone?"

What?

Alarm filled Brahma's eyes.

His pupils contracted.

But Ye Fan wasn't done yet.

The look in his eyes was glacial as he spoke once more with a voice that sounded like thunder crashing upon the earth and sending the ground quaking.

"A final question. Ten years ago, on the anniversary of your master's death, did you not host a feast in the name of mourning his passing to lure your junior Chandra out and kill her? You're a murderer and a kinslayer, a man who is without morals. Do you really think that you deserve to speak to me, the Dragon Master?" Ye Fan spoke proudly, with a dark and icy look in his eyes.

His voice reverberated across the heavens, crashed upon the earth like thunder and sent the lands shaking.

Indra had felt insulted and infuriated when Ye Fan had dredged up his history with the Chinese martial arts circle.

But then, Ye Fan went on to speak about his crimes against his own master and sect and how he had killed them all. The look on Indra's face had transformed completely then. Everyone else who knew this secret was already dead.

Yet, here was a Chinese young man, spilling his deepest darkest secrets. He was dumbstruck.

"Who are you? How could you have known? Are you from the Swarga Sect too? Are you that old man's descendant? No, that can't be right. You're in your twenties and I killed that old man thirty years ago. You can't be his son. Who are you? How could you, a Chinese young man, know so much about the Indian martial arts circle? Besides, I was alone when I attacked that woman. No one could have known about it." Brahma was visibly panicking.

It was as if someone had just ripped the false veneer hiding his true form and revealed him for the hypocrite that he was.

His eyes never left Ye Fan as he questioned the young man.

A thought flashed across his head then. He seemed to have realized something.

It's that woman. It must be. My dear junior from the Swarga Sect must have told you. I planned that ambush perfectly but she still managed to escape in the end. I searched for her for ten long years to no avail. So, it appears that she escaped to China. Punk, tell me where she is if you want to live! Tell me now!"

Everyone had a few skeletons in their closets that they hoped would never see the light of day.

What Ye Fan had just said were Brahma's skeletons.

He had deceived and betrayed his master, injured and murdered members of his own sect and destroyed his entire sect.

Any one of those crimes, if shared with the world, would irreparably tarnish his reputation as a righteous and honorable man. And here was Ye Fan, exposing every single one of them to the world.

Brahma was going mad with fury.

"Silence! You're a monster. You're not fit to be Chandra's senior!" thundered Ye Fan. His voice was filled with a murderous rage. Brahma had been right.

The reason why Ye Fan knew all about Brahma's dirty deeds was because Chandra had told him herself.

Chandra had escaped with her life and had ended up joining Ye Fan's Dragon God Hall.

"I promised her that once I was done with the Chu family, that I'd take her to India personally and help her deal with the sinner of her sect. It seems that I don't have to wait that long. Since we're both here today, I'll help Chandra settle this once and for all and at the same time, exterminate a pest for the Chinese martial arts circle!"

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