A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1493 The Unexpected Army of Martial Artists

While Ye Fan was on his way to Fenghai, Jiangbei was still caught in the aftermath of the terrible massacre that had happened at West Lake.

Hordes of Chinese martial artists would protest outside War God Castle on Mount Yan every day and demand that War God Castle bring Ye Fan to justice and exact justice for the Chinese martial artists whom the young man had killed in Jiangbei.

But it was clear that their protests would not change anything.

Every country and its people would consider what they had to gain from doing something.

If the price that they were to pay was greater than what they would gain, the country would not proceed with said action.

In Ye Fan's case, War God Castle might be able to kill Ye Fan if they poured all their resources into the attempt.

But would it be worth it?

The answer was obvious.

Even if Ye Fan were in the wrong and even if War God Castle gave everything that they had to get rid of Ye Fan, that would not bring the dead Chinese martial artists back.

That was why this was the best possible outcome that they could hope for.

Besides, Ye Fan had his reasons for killing those people in Jiangbei.

That was why War God Castle couldn't possibly punish and kill Ye Fan without taking into consideration why he had done what he had done.

Most of them knew that.

But the folks of Jiangbei couldn't accept the fact that Ye Fan had gone scot free after murdering their friends and families.

Lv Zi-Ming had belonged to the most powerful family in Jiangbei. His clan had had hundreds of members. But he was the only one left now.

He desperately wished that he could kill Ye Fan with his bare hands.

Yet no matter how much they hated Ye Fan, they knew that they were no match for Ye Fan even if they were to join forces. They could unite every martial artist in Jiangdong to fight Ye Fan and still be beaten by the latter within the first move.

That was why all they could do now was to incite the people and use the will of the people to exert pressure on War God Castle.

They wanted the God of War and the other supreme grandmasters to take Ye Fan out.

Lv Zi-Ming and the rest clearly overestimated the extent of their sway.

The will of the people meant little in the face of absolute power.

The King of Fighters wanted to answer the people's call and kill Ye Fan too.

But he couldn't. He knew that they were evenly matched.

It was tough enough to defeat a grandmaster, and even harder to kill one.

Besides, the King of Fighters wasn't sure that he could defeat Ye Fan in the first place.

"King of Fighters, Ye Fan deserves to die for what he's done! Please speak some sense into Sword Saint and the other supreme grandmasters..."

Dressed in gray robes, the King of Fighters was passing Mount Yan when Lv Zi-Ming and the others flocked towards him with the desperation of a drowning man seeing land.

The Lv family had managed to stop Lv Hua's first trial at the martial arts court because of the King of Fighters' help.

Lv Zi-Ming naturally pinned his hopes on Mo Gu-Cheng when it came to seeking revenge.

He knew that Mo Gu-Cheng harbored hostility towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan had robbed Mo Gu-Cheng's son of his title as a supreme grandmaster and had slapped the King of Fighters in public.

Any idiot would know that of everyone in War God Castle, the King of Fighters, Mo Gu-Cheng was the one who most wanted Ye Fan dead.

Mo Gu-Cheng merely threw a glance at Lv Zi-Ming and the other folks from Jiangbei as they pleaded with him, before ignoring them completely and walking away.

"King of Fighters, on account of your years of friendship with my father, please help me and Jiangbei!" pleaded Lv Zi-Ming tirelessly.

The King of Fighters stopped in his path. He had his back towards the crowd. His sleeves fluttered loudly in the chilly wind.

Mo Gu-Cheng finally spoke after a brief moment of silence.

"A word of advice. You should give up. War God Castle has come to a decision on the matter. No matter how you try to get the people to speak on your behalf, you won't change anything. Return home. You're just wasting your time here."

Having said that, the King of Fighters upped and left, vanishing from their line of vision within moments and leaving in his wake Lv Zi-Ming and the group of Jiangbei residents utterly devastated.

"Is there no one in China who can do anything about Ye Fan? He's just a young man from Jiangdong," wailed Lv Zi-Ming as he fell to his knees and wept.

He realized then that he would never be able to avenge the hundreds of deaths in their clan.

Sword Saint and Tang Hao were present when the King of Fighters arrived at War God Castle.

The God of War, Ye Qing-Tian, was there as

well.

"They just don't know when to give up, do they? They've been protesting for days," Tang Hao said exasperatedly as he stared out the window and down at the crowd of Jiangbei warriors who had gathered at the foot of the mountain.

"Why is that surprising? Imagine if you were the one whose family and friends were killed, but the murderer was allowed to go unpunished. You'd be as persistent as they are," Mo Gu-Cheng said coldly as he stared right at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was left floundering for words.

"You...I don't know what to do with you!" Tang Hao was furious. He couldn't be bothered to get into an argument with Mo Gu-Cheng. Instead, he simply turned his head away and returned to his seat. "Alright, let's not talk about what's past. War God Castle will do its best to provide recompense to the kin of those who had lost their family. The Chinese martial arts circle will allocate every resource at its disposal to Jiangbei for the next ten years. I believe that a new martial arts star will emerge from Jiangbei soon." Sword Saint ended the subject quickly before turning his laptop on.

Numerous photos appeared on the huge projection screen in front of them.

They were blurred and indistinct. Nevertheless, they could tell that these were photos of someone speeding across the sky at extremely high speed.

Every other photo that followed was of something similar.

"That's a supreme grandmaster! There's more than one of them!"

Mo Gu-Cheng's pupils contracted when he realized what he was looking at. His eyes were filled with alarm.

Long-distance flight was a defining mark of the supreme grandmaster.

While grandmasters might be able to achieve flight across short distances, their capabilities and level of cultivation prevented them from achieving true longdistance flight.

The photos clearly showed that these men and women were at least a hundred meters away from the ground.

"That's right." Sword Saint nodded. "God of War and I too believe that they are supreme grandmasters. We couldn't get any clear photos of them though. All we know now is that they aren't supreme grandmasters from China. We will need further investigation to determine who they are."

"Where were they discovered? Are they in China? Are you saying that multiple supreme grandmasters of unknown nationalities have infiltrated China?" The King of Fighters tensed up suddenly. His expression and tone turned solemn.

The discovery of supreme grandmasters of foreign nationalities in China was akin to that of a nuclear weapon that had been secretly shipped across the Chinese borders.

This was a grave matter that concerned national security.

There was no way the King of Fighters could remain calm.

Sword Saint shook his head. "They haven't entered China. These photos were taken outside our borders but they were taken dangerously close to our borders. We should take all necessary precautions and be prepared for the worst."

"Okay." Tang Hao and the King of Fighters nodded unhappily.

"The appearance of multiple supreme grandmasters around our borders is a serious concern that requires our attention. It doesn't matter even if they're not hostile parties. We should still look into the matter and find out where they're from and what they want," Tang Hao said solemnly.

"Let my son Wu-Ya look into this. He's recently recovered from his injuries. We should give him a job to do. It'll do him some good." The King of Fighters suggested that his son Mo Wu-Ya lead the investigation before Sword Saint or Tang Hao could discuss whom should they send to look into the matter.

"That sounds like a good idea. Wu-Ya is a talented young man with great potential. This is a good opportunity for him. It'll be easier to knight him as a supreme grandmaster if he has the experience and results to prove his worth." Sword Saint nodded. Tang Hao and the others did not say a word.