A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1825

"W-Who was that? How can someone be so strong?" Mo Wuya sat there spinelessly.

His torn clothes directed the cold wind onto his flesh.

It slowly drew his body heat off of him, but what was worse than that were his doused ambitions.

As he had managed to attain the Supreme title, there would be only a handful of fighters stronger than him in China.

Yet, a sword flung out by some anonymous figure filled his heart with despair and terror.

As a supreme grandmaster, those emotions were an absolute humiliation to his rank.

Mo Wuya had always felt that he was only a tad weaker than the top fighters, who were at the pinnacle of the martial arts world.

He assumed that all he needed to do was work hard for another ten years, and he would reach the zenith.

However, the callous reality that hit him a moment ago crushed his unrealistically high hopes.

At that moment, he finally realized that he was incomparable with those elites. The difference in their capabilities was simply too great.

"Moon God?" Tang Hao muttered.

While Mo Wuya was trapped in fear, Tang Hao was hit by bewilderment.

He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw that enchanting figure. At the same time, he was so terrified that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

It's Tsukuyomi! He could instantly tell who that person was. She was known as one of the two potential candidates to attain the god realm.

However, he couldn't figure out why she came to China alone for no reason.

Why was she in a fight with Sword Saint and King of Fighters?

"Hold on a second..." A thought hit him, and his feeling of admiration was overcast by fright, and it almost drove tears out of his eyes.

"Is she going to avenge that man by killing us?"

Realizing that things had gone south, Tang Hao dashed to where Sword Saint and King of Fighter were and held them up.

"Sword Saint, King of Fighters, are you okay?" He was worried to the core.

Sword Saint wiped the blood off the edge of his mouth usingthe back of his hand while King of Fighters forced himself to stand up. Both of them stared steadfastly at Tsukuyomi, who was standing in front of them.

"Don't worry, we're still alive," responded Sword Saint.

"Thank goodness." Tang Hao let out a sigh of relief.

He was shaking in fear a minute ago, thinking that Moon God had ended the life of his leaders, which would have been the tipping point.

"Moon God, I don't understand why you are doing this. We've never tinkered with Japan's martial arts scene, have we?" Tang Hao turned toward the lady after he mustered his courage.

"Are you also part of War God Castle?" Moon God

asked coldly, ignoring his question.

Tang Hao nodded and introduced himself, "I'm known as the Heavenly Grandmaster, the third Permanent Hall Master of War God Castle. Tell me what is bothering you, and I can help find a solution to it. I'm highly respected in China's martial arts-"

"Then you should die too!" Moon God growled before Tang Hao finished introducing himself.

Sching!

The Seven Foot Green Blade that was prodded into the ground in front of Mo Wuya's crotch lifted into the air and was in Tsukuyomi's hand in the blink of an eye.

Without wasting a second, Moon God was on it. She wielded her blade at her opponent ferociously.

Her every swing released a strong and deadly gust.

"Dodge it, Tang Hao!"

"Look out!"

Sword Saint and King of Fighters were shocked to the bone, and Tang Hao was quivering in trepidation.

There was no way he could possibly dodge the attack now.

So, he summoned his Meteor Hammer, hoping to reduce the efficacy of the attack.

However, before he could use his hammer, those gusts of death had already cut into his flesh.

His robe was torn, and there was blood everywhere.

Moon God then gave a final strike which sent Tang Hao flying.

Boom! His body crashed into the mountain.

Mo Wuya was so flabbergasted that he couldn't react for a minute.

What? She crushed Tang Hao with just one strike? This can't be true! They are not in the same league!

That shock was too much for Mo Wuya to bear, and he conked out upon seeing the barbaric attack, lying motionlessly on the floor like a log. No one knew whether he had really passed out or he was playing dead.

"Tsukuyomi, you've gone too far! Yes, all of us here aren't as good as you, but don't you forget that we're not the only fighters in China. We have War God and numerous low-key elite fighters. So you can't be too sure that you would have the last laugh if a war between our countries broke out!"

As King of Fighters bawled at Tsukuyomi, blood was still trickling down his chin, and he had one hand pressing on his chest.

"China? Who are you to represent your country when you can't even protect your own people? Consider yourself lucky to be from the same country as Ye Fan. If it weren't for that, I would've bulldozed this mountain flat and taken your lives!" Tsukuyomi glared icily at them as her sword juddered in her hand.

The reason behind her murderous intention was crystal clear.

However, she let them go in the end.

She knew very well that that man wouldn't want her to kill them if he were here since he understood that these men were the protectors of his motherland.

After brutally venting her anger, Tsukuyomi turned around and walked toward the feet of Mount Yan.

Before she left, she took one last gaze at the piece of land, the mountains, and the rivers. "You don't deserve him," she muttered.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind swept the fallen leaves into the air, and Tsukuyomi vanished.

What she left behind was a wretched spectacle and men with a hotchpotch of emotions.

After Tsukuyomi left, Mo Wuya regained consciousness and got up. He clenched his fists with all his might, feeling thoroughly ashamed.

"Chu Tianfan, what's so good about you? Why are so many fighters trying to avenge you after your death? Are you really that exceptional? No! I, Mo Wuya, am the most brilliant genius in China! I will one day overtake you in every aspect!"

He was boiling with wrath, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Within days, what happened at War God Castle became widely known.

The martial arts community around the world was enwrapped in astonishment when they knew about the damage Moon God had caused.

Little did they expect that the ripple effect of Ye Fan's death would continue till this day, and fear encroached on their minds.

People like Fen Tian, who were involved in the killing of Ye Fan, locked themselves up at home, fearing that Moon God would come to them in the name of revenge.

"Shouldn't she be at Chu Sect if revenge is what she's looking for? What's the point of harming us? Moon God, if you were so skilled, why didn't you take revenge on Chu Yuan? He is the mastermind behind the death of your silly boyfriend," Fen Tian whinged, feeling bitter.

Well, he wasn't the only one who had thoughts like that.

After all, he was right about Chu Yuan being the main culprit.

If one was seeking revenge for Ye Fan, Chu Yuan was the person they should be after.

The man wasn't ruffled at all, though, as no one dared to mess with him.

However, the peace he was lolling in didn't last long.

A few days later, Chu Yuan's mother suddenly made an announcement.

"Chu Yuan is unfilial and holds no honor. He is a rake who deceived his mentors, tricked honest men, and put his kins in jeopardy.

"In the name of the ancestors of the Chu family, I, the Grand Old Lady, declare that Chu Yuan has been dismissed from his position as the head of the Chu family with immediate effect. His name will be removed from the family records, and after his death, his body will not be allowed to be buried among our ancestors in the Chu mausoleum! Chu Tianfan's death signifies the end of the Chu family. The line ends here!"

The Grand Old Lady's declaration went viral on all mainstream online platforms.

The whole world didn't know what to make of it!

After all, the Chu family was the most affluent family in the world, and Chu Yuan was the cream of the crop in the martial arts world. Naturally, he was renowned in the global community.

The Grand Old Lady's sudden announcement and her action of striking his son's name off the family record were absolutely mind-bending.

It was a story of an internal fallout within the Chu family that had never happened before.

Tittle-tattles of the incident were everywhere.

Everyone was waiting impatiently for what was about to come. To be more precise, they were eager to know how Chu Yuan would respond to it.

The Grand Old Lady might not meddle much with the Chu family matters, but she held the highest position in the family, after all. In other words, she was the emblem of the Chu family.