The Man In Rage novel Chapter 883

BOOM!

Iwai Zen had suddenly bowed amid everyone's shocked stares.

His knees landed heavily on the ground.

The dull thud echoed through everyone's ears, leaving everyone in shock.

The moment Iwai Zen knelt, everyone was stunned.

The voices that were cursing at Ye Fan stopped abruptly.

Miyamoto Nakanosuke, who had been demanding Ye Fan's execution, stared dead straight in disbelief at the sight. It looked as though he was a rooster whose throat had been grabbed.

"You..."

Silence.

A deathly silence fell.

The world fell completely silent.

It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

A gentle breeze swept through the air, making the greenery rustle while Iwai Zen knelt on the ground.

This sight was like a slap in everyone's faces.

Everyone was dumbstruck instantly!

Their eyes bulged angrily like a bunch of shocked geese, and nearly popped out from their sockets.

Chiike Tsubame's pupils constricted while Chiike Shizuka covered her mouth in shock.

A quizzical look even appeared in Suzumiya Eigetsu's lovely eyes.

Prior to this, Suzumiya Eigetsu thought she understood this man sufficiently.

From the looks of it now, she had underestimated Ye Fan.

The man was certainly not just the King of Jiangdong!

After all, it was impossible for a provincial leader to make a man like Iwai Zen, who was the president of Mikawa Group, kneel and pay respects to him.

"Master, you really are an incredible man, aren't you?" Suzumiya Eigetsu smiled gently.

The more time she spent with Ye Fan, the more she realized how mysterious and intimidating Ye Fan was.

He was like a boundless ocean that people couldn't help wanting to visit and explore.

"Mr Iwai, what happened? How can an important man like you kneel to him? He is just a kid from China. He is absolutely undeserving of this!"

Suzumiya Eigetsu was probably the only person who was still capable of laughing.

However, Miyamoto Nakanosuke was certainly not in the mood.

He almost shouted as he spoke.

He roared hysterically at Iwai Zen with his eyes bloodshot as he trembled nonstop.

He felt bewildered, shocked, and scared.

All kinds of emotions surged in Miyamoto Nakanosuke's heart.

But Iwai Zen couldn't be bothered with him.

Amid everyone's shock, he knelt on the ground.

Only fear remained on his typically proud face now.

It had been ten years.

Almost ten years had passed.

To be precise, 3000 days had passed since