A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 859 Who Does He Think He Is?

Ye Fan turned to leave after saying that.

Only Ye Fan's voice echoed through the empty Shanshui Hall.

Despite his calm tone, his voice sounded overwhelmingly arrogant.

Mo Wu-Ji remained stunned for a long time before he finally sighed heavily.

"He sure is an unusual fellow."

Mo Wu-Ji continued to reel in shock for a long time in Shanshui Hall.

However, Ye Fan and Qiu Mu-Cheng had already left.

"Ye Fan, why did you reject Mr Mo's kind offer?" asked Qiu Mu-Cheng perplexedly in a soft tone on their way back.

Ye Fan laughed coldly with indifference.

"I didn't reject him. I rejected War God Castle."

War God Castle was the leader of the Chinese martial arts circle.

Since they were the leading authority in the martial arts circle and enjoyed insurmountable glory and respect, it was their duty to protect China's citizens. Mochizuki Kawa, the Sword God of Japan, crossed the ocean to wreak havoc in Jiangdong and held Xu Lei hostage to force Ye Fan's hand.

Ye Fan felt that War God Castle must have known about it.

But they did nothing in the ten days leading up to the duel.

They neither sent anyone to defend Jiangdong nor fight Mochizuki Kawa.

War God Castle completely disregarded Ye Fan's safety.

It was all too plain to see.

Ye Fan was nothing in their eyes, so they didn't care if he died.

They were reluctant to offend Japan by fighting Mochizuki Kawa for the sake of Ye Fan.

Instead, they turned up after he won.

War God Castle even sent a representative to invite Ye Fan to Yanjing to see them.

And kindly offered to host a victory dinner for Ye Fan.

"If they didn't help in our time of need, they shouldn't expect anything from me now. They are so snobbish and fake. Why should I go eat with them?" said Ye Fan coldly.

During this time, War God Castle's actions undoubtedly left Ye Fan unimpressed by this so-called mecca of the Chinese martial arts world.

Ye Fan particularly disliked War God Castle's snobbish attitude.

They wanted to see Ye Fan but couldn't be bothered to come personally and simply sent someone to summon him to Yanjing.

That was so snobbish of them.

If anyone else got invited by War God Castle, they would probably feel proud of themselves, just like what Mo Wu-Ji said. But not Ye Fan.

He was the mighty Dragon Master and the only Tian descendent of the Chu family.

Ye Fan was already the king of this generation. What right did War God Castle have to make him yield?

Qiu Mu-Cheng and Ye Fan had already reached the parking lot and was getting ready to go home.

"Mr Chu, one moment," came a voice from behind.

Wu Wei-Tao had unknowingly come running after them from Shanshui Hall.

"Hmm? What is it, Mayor Wu?" asked Qiu Mu-Cheng quizzically.

Nothing, Miss Qiu. I just want to apologize to Mr Chu for what happened."

Wu Wei-Tao smiled apologetically before he looked at Ye Fan.

"Mr Chu, it was all a misunderstanding at Shanshui Hall. It was really just a misunderstanding. Why don't you give me the chance to buy you dinner and apologize? Is that alright with you, Mr Chu?" Wu Wei-Tao's face was filled with remorse as he smiled ingratiatingly and apologized to Ye Fan.

However, Ye Fan ignored him and turned a deaf ear to his words.

He got into the car without turning back. After starting the engine, he said to Qiu Mu-Cheng coldly, "Get in."

"But Ye Fan, Mayor Wu..."

Although Qiu Mu-Cheng harbored a grudge against Wu Wei-Tao for wanting to arrest Ye Fan, she had other concerns too.

Since they were in Yunzhou, it was a bad move for both Mufan Group and Ye Fan if they fell out with Wu Wei-Tao.

Now that Wu Wei-Tao had taken the initiative to apologize, Qiu Mu-Cheng wanted to take the chance to let it go and help ease the tension between Wu Wei-Tao and Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan didn't care.

Sometimes, it was impossible to walk things back after they were done.

"I said, get in," repeated Ye Fan deeply in a stern tone.

This time, Qiu Mu-Cheng didn't oppose him and got into the car.

"Mr Chu. Mr Chu, wait!" shouted Wu Wei-Tao. However, Ye Fan and Qiu Mu-Cheng were long gone.

Wu Wei-Tao's face was filled with sorrow as he watched the car whizz into the night.

He was so regretful that he slapped himself angrily.

"Damn! I was such an idiot. How could I be so stupid? Now I have offended him to the core," sighed Wu Wei-Tao with regret in his heart.

He wanted to arrest Ye Fan in order to please the Mo family.

Now he offended both of them and gained nothing in the process.

His relationship with the Mo family wasn't as bad since he wasn't entirely at fault.

But things with Ye Fan were tricky now.

After all, he had really provoked Ye Fan earlier and even ordered the SWAT team to surround him with live ammunition.

Mo Wu-Ji might have turned up in time to put an end to the situation, but there was a feud between him and Ye Fan now.

Even if they did not become full-blown enemies, Ye Fan clearly would never treat him as an ally.

Of course, the fallout wouldn't have mattered if Ye Fan was a mere King of Jiangdong.

The head of the Mo family, Mo Wu-Ji, treated Ye Fan with such respect, so even a fool could see that Ye Fan had an impressive background.

If Wu Wei-Tao could maintain strong ties with someone like Ye Fan, it would be a boon to his political career.

But now...

"Sigh. I'll just have to find some way to make amends. Even if we can't be friends, we certainly can't become enemies."

Wu Wei-Tao went back with overwhelming regret in his heart.

The next day, Mo Wu-Ji and the others returned to Yanjing.

Since Ye Fan had turned down War God Castle's invitation, Mo Wu-Ji had no reason to stay.

He had to hurry back and report back to the King of Fighters.

On Mount Yan, inside War God Castle.

"What did you say? Did that brat from Jiangdong, Ye Fan, refuse to come?"

The King of Fighters and the others opened their eyes wide in shock when they heard the news.

"Yes, he said he's not free. Also, he said you have to go to Jiangdong to see him if you want to talk to him," said Mo Wu-Ji sadly. It was the first time he met someone as arrogant as Ye Fan.

Sure enough, the King of Fighters threw a fit and smashed the long table before him in fury!

"Bloody hell! What arrogance he has! Who does that kid think he is? Does he think he's invincible after winning an old geezer? How can he disregard the pillars of the country? What an unappreciative prick!" The King of Fighters couldn't restrain his anger. Broken pieces of wood scattered everywhere as his furious voice left Mount Yan trembling.