A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1043 A Send-Off

Ye Fan headed towards Jiangdong in a hurry.

Meanwhile, every light in a grand mansion situated in the city hub of Jingzhou had been turned on.

Everything around the mansion was enveloped in the pitch-black night while the inside of the mansion remained brightly lit. It was as if the sun had not yet set in the mansion.

Lei San had given this mansion to Ye Fan as a present when the latter had returned to his hometown on New Year's Day.

Ye Xi-Mei had taken up residence in this mansion after Ye Fan had left.

She would spend the day managing Mufan Group's businesses in Jingzhou and retire to the mansion at night.

Perhaps it had gotten too lonely for her, because after some time, Ye Xi-Mei had invited the old master of the Ye family to take up residence with her.

Then, Ye Tian and the others had found out where Ye Xi-Mei had been living. They had appeared at her doorstep with an apology and tried to ease the tensions between the family and this pair of mother and

son.

After all, Ye Fan had had a terrible falling out with the Ye family on New Year's Day.

Ye Tian had been removed from his office after he had offended Ye Fan. Ye Ya offered a worse fate. Jingzhou's businesses had refused to work with him.

His was a modest company. But he had incurred Ye Fan's wrath, which had resulted in the massive boycott from the rest of the businesses in Jingzhou. Within a few days, his company had gone under and he had been forced to sell his factory.

Ye Ya had had the intentions of heading for Jianghai and to find work with his second brother-in-law.

When he had arrived at Jianghai, he had found out that his second eldest sister and her family hadn't been faring much better than he had.

His sister's husband, Jiang Yang, had been fired by the company that he had been working at for decades after he had returned to work following the festive holiday.

His company had told him that he had cost them unimaginable losses and thus had to be let go.

They hadn't been lying.

Jiang Yang had been a high-ranking executive in the company who had offended Ye Fan, a powerful and influential figure.

Naturally, his company had gotten worried about ending up as collateral damage and had fired Jiang Yang immediately.

It had been then that Ye Tian and the rest had realized that incurring Ye Fan's wrath had endangered their very survival. Left with no choice, the Ye family had approached Ye Xi-Mei.

That day, the whole family had pleaded with Ye Xi-Mei, nearly resorting to falling at her feet as they had begged for her forgiveness.

Regardless of what they had done, they were still Ye Xi-Mei's siblings, people who shared the same blood with her. Their sincere morose had helped to ease the tension that their relationship had been fraught with.

Ye Xi-Mei had allowed them to join Mufan Group and help her run the company's businesses in Jingzhou.

The news of Ye Fan's death spreading throughout Jiangdong had placed the Ye family in a terrible spot.

This evening, Ye Xi-Mei gathered the family and told them to leave Jingzhou immediately.

"You should leave. All of you. Lei's men are waiting for you outside the city. She'll escort you to Yanjing. You'll be safe there. Lei has made arrangements for your new life in Yanjing too. You don't have to worry," said Ye Xi-Mei as she stood before the mansion. Her lovely face was pale and betrayed no hint of her thoughts or feelings.

Ye Fan's death must have been a tremendous blow to her.

There could be no greater tragedy than that of a parent surviving her own child.

The both of them had survived the toughest years of their lives together. But now, her son had gone ahead and left her on her own.

No one knew how Ye Xi-Mei had gotten herself through the past month.

"How about you? Aren't you coming with us?" asked Ye Jian confusedly when he heard Ye Xi-Mei's words. Something didn't seem right.

Ye Xi-Mei shook her head and smiled helplessly at them. "No, I'm staying. I'm going to wait for Fan to return. I don't want him to find himself alone and without family when he comes back."

"Don't be a fool, sister. Fan is dead. You're going to get yourself killed if you stay. You should leave with us right now. We have to hurry before Fenghua Group's men get here," said Ye Tian anxiously.

He grabbed his sister's arm and shoved her into the car. They were going to head out of Jingzhou immediately.

Lei San had called them an hour ago and told them to get out of the city. Lu Ming-Feng had already sent his men after them.

It appeared that he wasn't only going to get rid of Ye Fan's loyal followers but his family as well. He was going to exterminate everyone that had ties to Ye Fan.

They were going to kill every single one of Ye Fan's family.

Left with no other option, Ye Xi-Mei could only send the Ye family to Yanjing so that they could seek Xu Lei's protection.

"Madam Ye, where are you headed so late in the night? Do you need an escort?"

But before Ye Tian and the rest could drive out of the Ye family estate, Fenghua Group's men had arrived outside the gates of the mansion.

Dozens of burly looking men dressed in suits stood in front of the gates and blocked their only path out of the estate.

An old man with his hands folded behind his back and a faint smile on his face stepped forward.

If Qiu Mu-Cheng were here, she would have recognized this man. He was Wei Wu-Ya, the man who had hit Qing Tan and sent her falling off Mount Yunding.

"Are you from Fenghua Group? What do you want with us? Are you really going to kill us in public? Do you have any regard for the laws of this land?"

The Ye family's faces fell at the sight of their unwelcome visitors.

They had not expected them to be here so soon.

"There must be a misunderstanding, Madam Ye. My young master simply wants to invite the Ye family to Yunzhou for a visit. He would like to share a meal with you. That's all. He did say that you might prefer Mr Chu's company instead of his and that if you turn down his offer and try to run, we could make arrangements for you to join Mr Chu instead." The smile on Wei Wu-Ya's face was cold, his words heavy with the promise of violence should they try to retaliate.

"A visit? Does he think us fools? I doubt I'll survive the trip," said Ye Xi-Mei coldly.

Wei Wu-Ya shook his head regretfully.

"It appears that our guests aren't going to cooperate with us. We'll have to do this the hard way then." An icy glint flashed across the old man's eyes as he raised his hand and gestured at his men. "Men, make sure you get every one of them."

The look on Wei Wu-Ya's face was devoid of emotion as he issued the order. His eyes were cold and absent of any compassion.

Mercy had no place in the cruel fight for power and status.

Lu Ming-Feng wanted to secure his place as the leader of Jiangdong, so he must destroy everyone who had ties to Ye Fan and eliminate anyone who might potentially rise against him in the future. The shadow of death loomed over the Ye family. It was then that a sudden purple light appeared in the distant horizon.

It had been faint and nearly imperceptible.

Yet, very quickly, it grew in size and brightness.

Finally, with a loud buzz, the purple light struck the ground like a bolt of lightning.

With a loud groan, the land split apart.

"This is..." Alarm flashed across Wei Wu-Ya's face. As a martial artist, he knew power when he saw it.

If that purple light had struck him instead, he couldn't guarantee that he would

survive it.

This unexpected turn of events sent trepidation coursing through everyone's blood.

Everyone whipped around and stared into the distance.

They watched as the darkness parted and revealed the alluring form of a beautiful young woman, then stared as she descended from the heavens gradually.

There were no words to describe the beauty that stood before their eyes.

Her lips were as red as fire and her eyes as dark as the night.

Her immense beauty overshadowed everything else.

She was dressed in a long purple dress and she had tied her hair up in a ponytail. Long strands of her hair stirred lightly in the wind as they cascaded down her back like the feathered tail of a phoenix. The beautiful young woman looked like an empress who had descended from her throne and graced the commonfolk with her royal presence.