A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 895 Mo Wu-Ya Goes Insane

Mo Wu-Ya was so charmed by Suzumiya Eigetsu that he could already envision their wedding.

"Miss Eigetsu, I'm so sorry about what you suffered all this time. But you have nothing to fear now. I will kill this scum and save you."

Mo Wu-Ya ignored Ye Fan and spoke only to Suzumiya Eigetsu.

Sadly, Suzumiya Eigetsu didn't seem to care about Mo Wu-Ya.

She was instantly incensed when she heard Mo Wu-Ya being rude to Ye Fan and quickly defended him. "Shut up! Who are you? Don't you dare offend Master? Moreover, I am very happy with him and don't see it as suffering at all," Suzumiya Eigetsu pouted and spoke furiously to Mo Wu-Ya.

Her beautiful face was filled with hostility.

Suzumiya Eigetsu clearly disliked this stranger who spoke so disrespectfully to Ye Fan the moment he turned up and even felt an aversion towards him.

However, Mo Wu-Ya was dumbstruck when he heard what Suzumiya Eigetsu said.

"M-master? What master? Did you call him master?"

Mo Wu-Ya's lips twitched in shock.

Wasn't this beauty Sword God's disciple?

Considering who her teacher was, she had high status in the martial arts circle.

Why on earth was she calling Ye Fan, 'Master'?

"Humph. It's none of your business! You can't be rude to Master!" threatened Suzumiya Eigetsu angrily as she glared at Mo Wu-Ya.

Mo Wu-Ya was dumbstruck.

"Is...is he your master? Are you...are you his female slave?"

Oh my god!

Were they for real?

Did the first woman Mo Wu-Ya ever fall for turn out to be someone's slave?

Mo Wu-Ya felt as though his heart had broken into smithereens. It felt as though needles were stabbing his heart.

"Uncle Ryuichi, what's going on?"

Mo Wu-Ya couldn't wrap his mind around the situation and turned to ask Ishino Ryuichi.

Ishino Ryuichi didn't know what was going on either.

Ishino Ryuichi glared at Suzumiya Eigetsu and said angrily in a stern tone, "Eigetsu-chan, what are you saying? What is all this about calling him 'master'? Are you nuts? Given your special status, all of Japan will bow at your feet one day. No one in the world can be your master, and you can't be someone's slave."

Ishino Ryuichi roared away furiously.

He knew Suzumiya Eigetsu was with Ye Fan.

Mochizuki Kawa was the one who ordered Suzumiya Eigetsu to pretend to listen to Ye Fan and lure him into their trap.

But it never dawned on Ishino Ryuichi that this girl would actually call Ye Fan her master and even defended him.

Did she get too immersed in her role?

Or was she suffering from Stockholm syndrome?

"You bastard! What have you done to Eigetsu-chan? I'm going to kill you today!"

In his fury, Ishino Ryuichi directed his anger at Ye Fan.

In an instant, he picked up his sword and charged towards Ye Fan.

However, Mo Wu-Ya stopped him.

"What? Are you trying to defend him?"

Ishino Ryuichi sounded cold and displeased.

Ishino Ryuichi seemed as though he was about to hack Mo Wu-Ya if Mo Wu-Ya pissed him off.

After all, Suzumiya Eigetsu was going to become the guardian of the Japanese martial arts circle one day. If anyone caught wind of her becoming someone's slave, she would make a laughingstock of Japan.

So he had to kill Ye Fan no matter what.

Mo Wu-Ya shook his head.

"Since this scum is from China, then I should be the one to kill him! I told you, I can fight him single-handedly. I don't need anyone's help. Just watch and see."

Mo Wu-Ya's cold words were filled with boundless murderous intent.

Ishino Ryuichi didn't interfere and left Mo

Wu-Ya to fight on his own.

"Do you admit to your crime, you prick?"

Mo Wu-Ya stood with his hands behind him proudly.

He looked down at the young man before him with his deep eyes.

Although Ishino Ryuichi had already told him how Mochizuki Kawa got injured by Ye Fan, Mo Wu-Ya didn't care.

In his opinion, Ye Fan only succeeded in hurting Mochizuki Kawa through unscrupulous means and was not genuinely a threat.

So Mo Wu-Ya wasn't worried about Ye Fan at all.

His sinister voice was filled with contempt.

But Ye Fan found him hilarious.

"How intriguing. I'd like to know what crime I've committed," said Ye Fan in a somewhat teasing tone as he smiled

calmly.

"How dare you? You are knocking on death's doors, yet you continue to deny it? You slaughtered Sword God's disciples first, and then you schemed against him. Now you are holding a weak young woman hostage to make Sword Shrine hand over their sacred object out of greed. Aren't your actions considered despicable?"

"For generations, the Chinese martial arts circle has valued martial arts ethics above all. Yet here you are, acting so wickedly, unscrupulously, and insolently! You are nothing but an embarrassment to us. Today, I will purge the ranks of scum like you on behalf of War God Castle and slaughter you and answer to Sword Shrine!"

His sinister voice was devoid of any emotion.

There was only boundless coldness and murder in his voice.

It seemed as though Ye Fan was worthless and could be easily taken down any time.

Ye Fan shook his head and chuckled as though he had heard the funniest joke on earth.

"You sure have a way with words with all this pompous talk about justice and virtue. But do you know how much I hate dumbasses like you?

"You..." Ye Fan's words almost drove Mo Wu-Ya mad.

This young fellow was the first person to ever call him a dumbass.

But Ye Fan ignored his anger and continued saying coldly, "What, don't like what I said? Was I wrong? You say that I killed Sword God's disciples but did you know why I did it? You said I pulled ruses on Mochizuki Kawa and held someone hostage in exchange for their sacred object."

"Let me ask you. Did you ever stop to check? Do you know what the truth is? All you heard was a one-sided statement. Yet you've disregarded right and wrong. If you aren't a dumbass, then I don't know what

you are."

"Moreover, even if I was in the wrong, what gives you the right to execute me on behalf of War God Castle? Are you the emperor of China or something? I can't believe you have the cheek to think you are the leader of War God Castle. How dare a piece of shit like you talk so insufferably to me?"

Ye Fan's words rolled off his tongue profusely.

Every word was merciless and attacked Mo Wu-Ya, making Mo Wu-Ya flush crimson and lost for words.

In the end, Mo Wu-Ya was so infuriated that he clenched his fists tightly with his eyes bloodshot.