A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1015 Regret

Amid the thunderous boom.

Everyone watched as a silhouette flew out like a cannonball before landing on the wall behind with a bang.

A hefty body slid down the concrete wall before landing on the ground.

PFFTT!

Wei Qing trembled as he spat blood everywhere.

"AHHH! My hand! My hand!"

Wei Qing lay prone on the ground like a dog as he held his hand and groaned in pain.

The bones on his right hand had been shattered.

His fingers were slumping downwards like limp noodles.

Ghastly white bone could be seen outside as blood covered his arm.

Silence!

A deathly silence.

Not a peep came from the room.

Only the sound of cold wind and Wei Qing's groaning were audible in the room.

"What on earth just happened?"

Lin Qing-He was dumbstruck as he stared dead straight at Wei Qing.

His eyes nearly popped from their sockets!

This scene was completely inconceivable to him.

One punch!

All it took was one punch!

The disciple of the so-called Boxing King and instructor of the Tiger Tooth Troops was maimed with one blow!

"He's...he's so strong!"

Wu Yang was stunned too and stood petrified.

He initially thought this young man was just some random guy that Lu Tian-He had found.

But reality slapped him in the face instead.

Liu felt his soul nearly leave him when he witnessed that punch.

He had cursed Ye Fan repeatedly earlier and thought Wei Qing was impressive.

He didn't expect Ye Fan to be even more incredible.

"Oh my! That's awesome! Tian-He, it looks like you found the right person indeed!" Fang Shao-Hong began to laugh after he recovered from his initial shock.

Fang Shao-Hong hadn't witnessed Ye Fan's abilities before.

He only heard about his deeds from Lu Tian-He.

Now Ye Fan's reputation was truly justified.

Despite everyone's amazement, Ye Fan remained cool and collected.

He remained seated the entire time, even when he had thrown Wei Qing that punch earlier.

He didn't even bother to stand.

Very quickly, Ye Fan pulled his fists back, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup.

After pouring tea for himself, he picked up the teacup and looked at Wei Qing mockingly as he lay by his feet. "Master Wei Qing, what do you think now? I told you muay thai is beneath me. Now, do you believe me?"

BOOM!

Ye Fan's deep voice sounded thunderous as it exploded quietly in the room and echoed through the air.

Wei Qing was lying on the ground with his hand covered in blood.

He looked pathetic and sad now. There was no sign of his previous arrogance at all.

He trembled when he heard Ye Fan's questions. All he felt was fear.

After witnessing Ye Fan's prowess first hand, Wei Qing was petrified.

He lay prone on the ground as he begged for mercy, "Yes, you're right! I've lost!"

"Let me ask you again. I maimed your arm, destroyed your reputation, and made you beg for mercy. Do you accept this outcome?"

Ye Fan towered over him as he sat proudly in his chair.

He looked at Wei Qing with his profound eyes like a king looking at mere ants.

Ye Fan's resounding voice was like rolling thunder as he asked these questions sternly.

"I accept it all! You are an incredible martial artist with unbelievable skills. I was blind and reckless to offend you," roared Wei Qing hoarsely as he cried like he was pissing in his pants.

Wei Qing was petrified by how powerful Ye Fan was.

Even till now, Wei Qing still couldn't forget the moment Ye Fan's punch landed on him.

Wei Qing felt as though his life was hanging by a thread and felt hopeless!

Wei Qing was keenly aware that if Ye Fan hadn't held himself back at the last minute, he might end up dead instead of just losing an arm.

Wei Qing finally realized the young man before him wasn't as harmless as he looked. Instead, he was an insurmountable mountain.

"Let me ask you one last time. Was I speaking the truth when I called you useless and said that Chinese martial arts

is unrivaled?"

"You were right. Absolutely right. From now on, I will never say muay thai is the best boxing technique. Please spare me!" Wei Qing kowtowed as he begged for mercy. His sad voice kept reverberating through the room.

All that remained was his instinct for survival. He didn't resemble a powerful martial artist the least bit.

Ye Fan finally smiled with satisfaction.

He picked up the teacup and downed its contents.

After drinking the tea, Ye Fan suddenly stood up and turned to leave.

"Mr Chu, please wait."

Despite treating Ye Fan with sheer contempt earlier, Wu Yang ran over anxiously when Ye Fan wanted to leave.

"Mr Chu, please forgive us for being rude. In order to show my sincerity, I will buy you dinner at the finest restaurant in Jiangdong and apologize for our rudeness. We can also take the opportunity to welcome you into the army as the new chief military instructor," said Wu Yang with a smile after running up to Ye Fan to stop him.

"No, thanks. I am just a nobody. I'm neither good enough for such an honor or fit to take up the chief military instructor's position. I still have other matters to attend to, so I'll be on my way."

Wu Yang's face blushed red in embarrassment when he heard Ye Fan's sarcastic words.

He felt so guilty that he didn't know what to do with himself.

He wasn't stupid, so he could tell Ye Fan was still angry for their disrespect and contempt.

But Wu Yang didn't blame Ye Fan.

After all, he was in the wrong.

Wu Yang was embarrassed by what he had done and bowed as he apologized sadly in the hope that he could make Ye Fan change his mind, "Mr Chu, it was all my fault. I was too shallow and blind to realize you were true talent. I hope you can forgive me. I hope you can forgive us this once on account of General Lu and General Fang. Jiangdong's army would like to invite you to be our chief instructor!"

Lu Tian-He and Fang Shao-Hong also tried to persuade Ye Fan.

"Mr Chu, why don't you stay since Commander Wu has apologized?"

"The International Special Forces Competition is taking place in a few months and it is a question of national honor."

"The army needs you. Your country needs you even more."

However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear on their begging.

He replied coldly, "Sometimes, there's no turning back after you've missed your chance."

At that, Ye Fan turned and left.

Wu Yang and the others stayed behind him, reeling in regret.

"General Lu, why don't you go convince him otherwise?" suggested Liu suddenly.

But all he got was a slap from Lu Tian-He.

"You prick! You were the one who scolded Mr Chu the most, so you have to be held accountable for driving him away! You are getting punished for sure!"