A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1089 Unwelcome Guest

But this little chuckle looked so malicious and terrifying to Li Er, Lei San and Wu Wei-Tao.

They soon found the pressure unbearable, so they quickly got up and excused themselves.

"Mr Ch-Chu...if there's nothing else, we'll take our leave first," said Li Er in a trembling voice as he looked fearfully at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't say anything and just continued sipping his tea.

The entire living room was silent.

Since Ye Fan didn't answer, the three men didn't dare to even move an inch.

This silence continued for a few seconds, but these few seconds felt like a century to the three older men.

Their backs were covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Ye Fan finally nodded and grunted in response.

The three of them felt so relieved and ran out frantically as if they had just survived a terrible ordeal.

If anyone from Jiangdong saw them run like this, they would be shocked. These three men were the most powerful men of the province, but they had flown into such a panic in front of this young man. After the three men left, the living room was calm again.

Ye Fan had no expression on his face while Qiu Mu-Cheng quietly sat next to him.

After a moment of hesitation, Qiu Mu-Cheng asked Ye Fan worriedly, "Ye Fan, are you really going to clash head on with the Lu and Xur families?"

She had heard everything that was said earlier, but it was not right for her to interrupt their discussion.

Now that they were alone in the living room, Qiu Mu-Cheng felt the need to ask him about it.

Ye Fan's expression turned frosty. "Jiangdong is my territory, so how could I allow anybody to set foot into this place without my permission? If they learn their lesson and back off, then nothing will happen to them. But if they prefer to die at my hands, then I will grant them their wish."

It was late at night and the wind blew gently, but the temperature was chilling.

But the malice in Ye Fan's words was even more chilling than the night breeze.

In that instant, Qiu Mu-Cheng felt that Ye Fan's icy and authoritative side profile in the dim light seemed a little unfamiliar to her.

She knew that Ye Fan was no longer that live-in son-in-law who was willing to be bullied and humiliated by the Qiu family. Perhaps this was what the real Ye Fan looked like.

But Qiu Mu-Cheng didn't feel afraid when she saw how cold and stern he looked. Instead, she felt so much pain for him.

She found it difficult to imagine how much suffering and setbacks he must have gone through in order to reach this level of iciness and resolve.

Sometimes, it was the cruelty of life that forced one to mature against his own will.

Qiu Mu-Cheng's gaze immediately became gentler when she thought about it this way.

She walked over, leaned on Ye Fan and hugged him tightly from the back, as if she was trying to use the warmth of her body to warm the frozen heart of this man. "Ye Fan, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If not for me, things wouldn't have ended up like this," said Qiu Mu-Cheng with blood shot eyes as guilt overwhelmed her heart.

Qiu Mu-Cheng thought that Ye Fan had killed those two men so rashly that day because of her.

If she hadn't decided on her own to return to Jiangdong, go to Yuchang Hotel and be nearly violated by Xur Shao-Hua, Ye Fan might not have been so angry, and things wouldn't have reached the point of no return.

"Silly girl, this isn't your fault. Even if you hadn't appeared that night, Lu Ming-Feng and Xur Shao-Hua were doomed to die. They had already sealed their fate from the moment they sent people to ambush me at Mount Yunding Villa," Ye Fan quietly consoled her.

Just then, the sound of the wind suddenly stopped.

The grass and trees stopped swaying, and the night breeze stopped blowing.

Even the sound of the crickets ceased.

The entire place suddenly fell eerily quiet.

Ye Fan turned around with a start. He looked out of the window and his gaze instantly turned icy cold.

His expression was extremely grim.

"Ye Fan, what's wrong?" asked Qiu Mu-Cheng. Her face turned pale when she noticed the sudden change in Ye Fan's expression.

Ye Fan didn't answer her and just pulled her behind him.

At the same time, Ye Fan looked out into the night sky and spoke slowly and calmly, "Since you've come all the way here, why don't you show yourself?"

Ye Fan's words resonated in the distant night.

But nobody replied him.

Only the quietness of the night sky remained in sight.

"Ye Fan, what's wrong? There isn't anybody outside," said Qiu Mu-Cheng puzzledly. But Ye Fan's expression remained grim as he kept his steely gaze on the window. The surroundings were also exceptionally quiet.

Only the ticking of the clock on the wall could be heard.

This was indeed a rather creepy and frightening situation to be in.

Qiu Mu-Cheng unconsciously moved nearer to Ye Fan and her little hands clutched onto a corner of Ye Fan's clothes. Her palms were already covered in cold sweat. Time slowly ticked by. Five minutes passed, but nobody appeared.

Just when Qiu Mu-Cheng thought that Ye Fan had made a mistake, Ye Fan picked up his teacup and laughed.

"If you don't appear soon, then I'm going to enjoy this expensive pot of Longjing tea all by myself."

Immediately after Ye Fan said these words, a strong wind suddenly started blowing fiercely outside the house.

Shortly after that, a muscular figure suddenly flashed by like an apparition.

By the time Qiu Mu-Cheng took a second look, a man had already seated himself across from Ye Fan.

He was extremely well built, wore a tattered gray long robe and had a little black hammer hanging from his waist. He seemed rather unkempt.

But nobody knew how deadly this seemingly disheveled man really was.

The muscular man sat across from Ye Fan with a calm smile on his face. He too, raised a teacup and kept saying that the tea was really good. He looked like he had been sitting here all this while and hadn't left at all.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was really frightened by this and her face was as white as a sheet.

Her red lips trembled as she stared in horror at this man who had appeared from nowhere, and she couldn't get a single word out of her mouth.

She remained shaken until Ye Fan's strong palm held onto her, and she felt like a ship that had turned into a harbor and had found a good place to dock itself.

Ye Fan's grip seemed to possess a magical power that made Qiu Mu-Cheng's frantic heart instantly calm down again.

Her fear faded and was replaced by security.

With this man around, she didn't need to be afraid of anything.