A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2177

Regardless, a dictatorship superpower like that could not be left unchecked anymore.

The inner structures of official entities like Folo Palace and War God Castle were highly regulated.

Not even someone like Ye Qingtian could dictate the external operations of War God Castle.

However, things were different with sects like Dragon God Hall and Chu Sect.

The leader of the sect had veto power to all matters.

The forces were still manageable if they didn't wield much influence.

However, if the sects became too powerful, it would threaten the stability of the martial arts world.

Moreover, Dragon God Hall was led by a ruthless man like Ye Fan.

Hence, the martial arts world was worried that Ye Fan might tread in the footsteps of Chu Sect if he were to regain his powers.

Hence, the main purpose of them founding Martial Arts Security Council was to deal with Ye Fan.

Everyone had a tacit understanding on the matter, including Ye Qingtian and King Folo.

Even though they did not wish to confront Ye Fan directly, most of the members of Martial Arts Security Council actually agreed to the suggestion.

Thus, Ye Qingtian and King Folo had no choice but to follow the majority's decision.

“I think we should be more tactful with our words. Let's not infuriate Ye Fan. We'll talk about our future plans when we meet him in person. I'm of the opinion that this matter should be dealt with peacefully.”

Since they had to issue the announcement anyhow, Ye Qingtian thought of going for a softer approach by suggesting that they don't aggravate Ye Fan and Dragon God Hall.

King Folo nodded. “This is a great suggestion, War God. We must try our best to avoid direct clashes with Dragon God Hall. Chu Tianfan is a formidable man. If we offend him, all of us here will not live to see another day.”

It was obvious that King Folo was reminded of the crippling fear when he was dominated by Ye Fan.

Though Jared's suggestion was sound, King Folo still refused to antagonize Ye Fan.

Just like Ye Qingtian, he wanted to resolve the threat of Dragon God Hall in a peaceful manner as well.

In the end, Martial Arts Security Council decided to go with King Folo and Ye Qingtian's suggestions. When they were drafting the official statement, the tone and choice of words were considerably milder.

After the motion to release the statement was passed, the statement was released to the whole world via major media channels on the very same night.

In order to maintain lasting peace in the world of martial arts and to prevent the tragedy of expulsion from sects from happening again, the seven council members of World's Martial Arts Tournament jointly propose the immediate disbandment of any sects or groups with a supreme grandmaster and over a hundred members. On top of that, supreme grandmasters are strictly prohibited from holding any posts in any group or sect. We hope all major sects will abide by the rules in this statement for lasting peace, not only in the martial arts world but also for the whole of mankind. Anyone who fails to comply with this initiative shall be deemed as openly challenging the martial arts world. Therefore, they shall bear all the consequences of their actions.

As expected, the statement created an uproar across the martial arts world.

“F*ck!”

“Martial Arts Security Council is really something else!”

“How dare they target Dragon God Hall right after their establishment?”

“Now, it looks like we're in for a show.”

“Judging by Chu Tianfan's personality, I don't think he's going to take MASC seriously.”

“I'm afraid that a large-scale war is going to break out in the martial arts world in no time.”

Discussions about the statement could be found almost everywhere, from street corners to alleys, and even on Martial Artist Forum.

Though the statement did not specify any names, it was clear as day to everyone that the statement was directed right at Dragon God Hall.

After all, there were only a few supreme grandmasters in the whole world, and most of them were in official entities.

Supreme grandmasters like Ye Fan, who did not join the country's official martial arts entity, but instead established their own martial arts sect such as the Dragon God Hall, were a rarity.

Moreover, Dragon God Hall had over a thousand members.

Even fools could see that Martial Arts Security Council had made the decision to tear down Dragon God Hall in order to prevent it from becoming the next Chu Sect.

However, history had repeatedly proven that the transfer of power often came at the cost of bloodshed.

It was near impossible that Ye Fan would heed the directive and disband Dragon God Hall voluntarily.

A terrible and violent war was looming on the horizon.

Then again, Dragon God Hall was a hidden danger that had to be addressed, sooner or later.

It was better to act sooner before Dragon God Hall regained its former strength.

“D*mn it! Are these b*st*rds really biting the hand that fed them?”

Li Er and Chen Ao, who were at Jiangdong, also noticed the statement.

Li Er was so enraged that he kicked over the table in front of him.

“D*mn it! If it weren't for Mr. Chu, those ingrates would be dead! Chu Sect would have cut off their heads and they wouldn't even have a say in what we do! Now that Chu Sect has fallen, not only have these scoundrels forgotten how much they owe Mr. Chu, but they're even backstabbing him. How dare they suggest disbanding Dragon God Hall? It's ridiculous!”

Li Er was boiling with fury.

Those top figures are nothing more than beasts in human clothing, lacking in morals and basic human decency!

Even animals knew how to repay kindness, but sometimes the human heart could be cold and ungrateful, choosing to forget the help it had once received.

“You animals! You will regret it someday!” Li Er chided angrily.

Angry as he was, Li Er was actually more worried.

The fact that Martial Arts Security Council released such a statement indicated the consensus in the martial arts world.

If Ye Fan chose to go against the directive, it would mean that he was going up against the whole martial arts world.

Even Li Er shuddered to think of such a possibility.

However, his worries were rather premature.

“Mr. Chu will lead Dragon God Hall to India to recuperate. After he recovers, he will personally deal with the matter.”

Back at Mount Chumen that day, Ye Fan had left with most of the members of Dragon God Hall.

However, ordinary people like Li Er and Chen Ao were left behind.

They did not practice martial arts and couldn't be considered as martial artists either. Hence, International Martial Arts Union would not trouble them.

When the martial arts world was in chaos because of the statement, a grand banquet was ongoing in Karlo Palace, gathering the most powerful martial arts leaders.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the threats posed by Chu Sect are in the past now. As long as we eradicate the ticking time bomb, Dragon God Hall, the martial arts world will usher in lasting peace. We will fully realize the peace that our predecessors fought and labored for in our generation. Let us raise our glasses and toast to the peace of the martial arts world and the mundane world. Cheers!” Aaron announced.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Then, he raised his glass.

Carlo and Jared followed suit.

A rare relaxed smile appeared on Ye Qingtian and King Folo's faces right then.

Even though they hadn't settled the matter with Dragon God Hall, Chu Yuan's death and Chu Sect's eradication were like two heavy stones lifted off their chests.

As Aaron said, it was all in the past now.

The earth would finally usher in a long period of peace and development.

After being trampled over by Chu Sect, the world needed to rest and heal.

“Hahaha!”

“To peace! Cheers!”

The hall was filled with hearty waves of laughter. Everyone toasted the peace and stability that came at a huge price.

But just as the festive atmosphere at the banquet reached its peak, a loud boom could be heard.

Boom!

The entrance of Karlo Palace was instantly shattered.

The chilly gale, carrying the ironclad darkness outside, swept in.

The darkness outside the door was thick as iron, but the light inside the palace shone brightly.

In that space between light and shadow, between black and darkness, a figure emerged silently. It looked like a demon.

He was dressed in a long red robe, his gaze cold as ice.

There was an endless void and darkness in his deep-set eyes.

He stood there like a bloodhound, guarding the gates of hell with a menacing presence that sent shivers down the spine.