A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 811 A Storm Commences

"Auntie Mei, do you know where Fan has gone?" asked Xu Lei after chatting with Ye Xi-Mei for a while.

Surprisingly, Ye Xi-Mei was no help to Xu Lei as she didn't know Ye Fan's whereabouts either.

"What about Yunzhou? Has Fan gone back?" asked Xu Lei again gently.

Ye Xi-Mei shook her head. A look of worry quietly appeared on her face. "No, he hasn't. Mu-Cheng called me a few days ago asking about him too. She said Fan hadn't contacted her in days. Sigh! Even though he's a grown-up, he keeps making us worried. No matter how busy he is, he should at least call his family, so all of us know he is safe."

Ye Xi-Mei sounded worried.

Xu Lei frowned when she heard this. An ominous feeling suddenly emerged in her heart.

She knew Ye Fan well, and she knew that he was a family-minded man.

Unless he had a special reason, he wouldn't suddenly disappear without a trace.

Did something happen to Ye Fan?

Despite Xu Lei's fears, she comforted Ye Xi-Mei gently, "Auntie Mei, don't worry. Fan is no ordinary man. Nothing will happen to him. I'm guessing he might have gotten held up. Why don't I go out and find him? You can stay home and wait for my call."

"Okay then. Leilei, I have a lot of work waiting for me at the office, so I have to trouble you to help me with this. If you hear of any news about Fan, you must call me right away," urged Ye Xi-Mei. After Xu Lei left Mufan Group, she made a few calls asking about Ye Fan.

In Xu Lei's opinion, Ye Fan was the King of Jiangdong, so all eyes were on him, and the leaders of Jiangdong would definitely have some news about himself.

But as Xu Lei was busy calling around asking his whereabouts, an old man stood on the banks of the Yellow River in Jiangdong with his hands behind him and stared into the skies. The river before him surged like unbridled wild horses.

The sound of their waves echoed through the fields like thunder.

The old man went into a daze as he looked at the land before him.

He could almost see the past in his murky eyes.

Moments later, the old man raised his hand and pointed at the river before he said, "Eigetsu-chan, do you know how this 100 meter river channel came about?"

Suzumiya Eigetsu looked at the river and guessed, "I guess it was left behind by ancient people."

The old man shook his head. "No, it wasn't. I was the one who created the river with my sword."

What?

Mochizuki Kawa's words left Suzumiya Eigetsu inhaling deeply.

She covered her trembling lips with her hands.

"What.......is that true?"

Amid her shock, Suzumiya Eigetsu could almost envision her master being so powerful that he could change the geography with a single blow.

"Although I could create a river with a single blow, it was a pity I couldn't kill him," sighed Mochizuki Kawa as he looked in Yanjing's direction.

"It has been 30 years, Ye Qing-Tian. I'm back! This was the spot where we fought back then. My swordplay wasn't as good, so I sadly lost. This time, I will come looking for you after I kill that punk. I wonder if you are still deserving of your title as the God of War?"

HUUU!

The cold wind gusted, causing waves to surge in the river. The flood of water converged and flowed towards the ocean.

Then Mochizuki Kawa suddenly got up and turned to leave.

"Let's go, Eigetsu-chan. Come with me to meet that young grandmaster."

"But we don't know where he is, Master. How can we locate him?" asked Suzumiya Eigetsu quizzically.

Mochizuki Kawa waved his hand. "Why should we look for him? Isn't he the so-called King of Jiangdong? I have my ways to make him come to us!"

Mochizuki Kawa laughed gently while his deep voice swept across the land.

No one knew what was going through Mochizuki Kawa's mind now.

The next day.

It was first light and a new day had begun.

At Jianghai's international airport.

An international flight had just landed.

A handsome old man was dressed in a suit and wearing sunglasses as he walked through the noisy crowd proudly.

A young man and young woman followed behind him, calling him master.

"Oh wow."

"Master, you certainly are the president of the Jiangdong Martial Arts Association. You explained such a profound subject perfectly during your lecture at the international martial arts exchange. It was perfect!" "Just you wait, Master. I will get the media to report it tomorrow. Then everyone will come flocking to the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy to sign up."

The man and woman kept flattering him nonstop.

Although the old man smiled quietly, a look of pride emerged on his face.

Then wind suddenly gusted as they walked out of the airport.

"Hmm?"

The old man instantly halted.

"Master, why did you stop?"

His disciples' perplexed voices came from behind.

But the old man didn't say a word and just kept standing there.

He looked around solemnly with a cold look in his eyes and stared dead straight in front of him.

After a long time, his lips trembled as though he had seen a ghost. He pointed and stammered, "You...you are the Sword God of Japan."

The silhouette before them coldly laughed when he saw the fear in the old man's eyes.

"I didn't expect you to remember me after 30 years."

At the drop of his voice, an explosion rumbled through the air.

The old man instantly collapsed and his blood sprayed all over the ground.

The silhouette quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Master..."

His disciples anxiously ran over and cried when they saw their master breathing his last breath.

He gritted his teeth as blood gushed from his mouth and told them in an almost inaudible and trembling voice, "Hurryhurry up. Tell Master...Master Lei San that Mochizuki Kawa has returned." A few hours later.

At Chen Group's Ao Tian Martial Arts Academy.

Many flowers stood outside its entrance while guests filled the hall.

A brand new red carpet went on for a hundred meters.

All the decor was done in a festive red.

It was Ao Tian Martial Arts Academy's fifth anniversary, so the head of the academy had invited all the elites of Jianghai to join in the celebration.

"Oh wow!"

"Congratulations, Master Wu."

"You are certainly one of the best martial arts masters in Jianghai. As a master of Wing Chun, Ao Tian Martial Arts Academy has seen roaring good business ever since you took over." "You must have over 1,000 disciples by now, right?"

"I think before long, you will become the president of Jiangdong Martial Arts Association."

Everyone flattered Wu Qing, the head of the Ao Tian Martial Arts Academy.

BAM!

A dull thud suddenly came from outside.

Then the stone statue standing outside the academy instantly shattered.