A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 875 Ultimate Ninja

"Haha!"

However, someone suddenly laughed just as everyone went quiet in the hall.

"Hmm?"

"What are you laughing at?"

Everyone frowned as they glared at the man who was laughing.

"Are you asking why I'm laughing?" The middle-aged man shook his head as he sipped the wine in his glass and scoffed, "I am laughing at all you people here. All of you are elites who command a lot of wealth and influence, but none of you dared to offer your help when this Chinese boy is at our doors."

"Nakanosuke, you can't count on these paper tigers. You can only ask that man to help."

The middle-aged man turned to look at his older brother, Miyamoto Nakanosuke.

Miyamoto Nakanosuke's face froze.

"What? Are you talking about him?"

Hmm?

"Who are they talking about?"

Everyone was puzzled when they heard their conversation.

Chiike Shizuka and Chiike Tsubame's faces were filled with curiosity.

"He's the Ultimate Ninja, Anayama!"

What?

"Anayama?"

"The Anayama who made a name for himself in Tokyo?"

"How can this be?"

"Is he still alive?"

Everyone was shocked to hear the name.

Why was he called, 'ultimate'?

He was called Ultimate Ninja because he couldn't be rivaled.

50 years ago, Anayama was unrivaled in the ninjitsu circles.

Back in the day, Anayama had unmatched ninjitsu skills. He went to China in pursuit of even greater success for his skills.

Japan and China were only separated by a strait of water.

So Japan was deeply influenced by China in many ways, such as politics, economics, culture, and even ninjutsu.

Hence, Anayama firmly believed that ninjutsu came from China.

Anayama crossed the strait to learn from a Chinese master in the hope of making a breakthrough.

He had left for ten years!

He returned to Tokyo ten years later only to realize his wife had remarried the Yamaguchi-gumi's head, Kato Shinzo.

Also, his young daughter lived in a doghouse and suffered endless humiliation!

In a fit of anger, Anayama took his sword and killed off everyone in the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters singlehandedly.

Overnight, Tokyo was stained in blood, and corpses went on for 100 meters!

None of the Yamaguchi-gumi's top 18 men survived.

The head of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Kato Shinzo, was even nailed on the pillar in his home.

The massacre left Japan shaken 50 years ago!

It was at that time when the Yamaguchi-gumi fell into decline.

To this day, they played second fiddle to the six groups.

The star of the show, Anayama, became a wanted fugitive.

Sadly, Anayama disappeared from the face of the earth after that fateful night as though he evaporated into thin air. No one could find him.

So it was only natural that everyone was surprised to hear his name.

Miyamoto Nakanosuke ignored everyone's surprise. He briefly hesitated before he nodded as well.

"I think it's time to invite him to help," said Miyamoto Nakanosuke deeply.

Moments later, an elderly man dressed in a simple outfit walked over slowly in a pair of wooden clogs.

From the moment he appeared, an imposing aura swept through the atmosphere.

It was so powerful that everyone's hair moved despite the lack of wind!

"He went to China and spent half his life training. Then he came home to slaughter all the leaders of the Yamaguchi-gumi overnight! So this man is the Ultimate Ninja, Anayama?"

"Legend has it, Anayama had extraordinary fighting skills! He made a name for himself in the underground boxing circles when he was 18. No one got to walk off the boxing ring upright after crossing paths with him. Even the European and American king of fighters combined was not his match!"

Everyone felt emotional when they saw the bent old man.

They kept thinking about Anayama's terrifying crimes.

It never crossed their minds that the man who caused such a sensation in Tokyo back in the day would suddenly appear again years later.

This time, what kind of sensation would he spread through Tokyo?

Everyone in the hall went quiet.

Everyone looked at the legend with reverence.

"Is he the real Ultimate Ninja?

"Isn't he Grandpa's servant?"

Chiike Shizuka and her older sister were both stunned.

It certainly wasn't their first time seeing the old man.

Each time they visited the Miyamoto clan, they recalled seeing an old man sweeping the courtyard.

Wasn't he that old servant?

"Incredible people hide among the commoners," thought Chiike Tsubame as she exclaimed in disbelief.

No one would have thought that the servant no one cared about was the sensational Ultimate Ninja.

"Haha! This time, that pauper is done for. Not even the gods can save him."

Chiike Tsubame laughed sinisterly.

Chiike Shizuka's face went pale after she heard everyone talking about Anayama's accomplishments. She couldn't help feeling even more worried.

"Oh no, the young man has to hurry up and leave. He really has to leave quickly..."

Chiike Shizuka prayed nonstop in her heart for Ye Fan to leave.

"Anayama, I think you are the only person we can turn to now. Allow me to offer you a toast. I wish you success!"

Miyamoto Nakanosuke hurriedly picked up a glass of wine and strode over quickly when he saw the old man coming.

Then he smiled as he spoke reverently to the old man.

Anayama replied expressionlessly with a cold voice, "I'll pass. I'm too old to drink cold wine. If you mean it, then warm the wine and wait for me to come back and drink it."

Then he turned and strode out of the

room.

His aged body seemed to contain immense power.

And the earth rumbled when he walked!

"Wow! He's so domineering! Grandpa Anayama is so impressive! Grandpa Anayama, go get him!"

Chiike Tsubame waved her hands like a fan girl as she cheered Anayama on.

Miyamoto Nakanosuke chuckled heartily too.

"Haha! Sure! Anayama, I will warm the wine and wait for you to return victorious."

Miyamoto Nakanosuke heartily laughed before he ordered for the wine to be warmed and waited for Anayama to drink it later.

Tall buildings stood erect under the sky outside the estate.

Ye Fan smiled with his hands behind him.

His bangs fluttered in the wind as he stood upright calmly.

He was like a chivalrous swordsman waiting for his longtime rival!