A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1320 No One Shall Enter

"Gaia, are you alright? How are you holding up?"

Brahma had seen what Ye Fan could do.

He knew how terrifying his attacks were.

He had been thrashed by Ye Fan earlier.

Gaia, on the other hand, had suffered a direct hit by Ye Fan.

Even though the exchange of blows had been brief, but Brahma was certain that Gaia's injury was on par with his own.

Gaia wiped the blood staining his lips and smiled wryly.

"Don't worry, I'm alright. I can't say the same for my chainmail though. I spent more than a decade to gather the necessary materials before hiring a European craftsman to customize that piece of armor for me. I can't believe that that young punk destroyed it with a single blow. It's going to be a challenge to make another one like it," said Gaia as he shook his head. The sorrowful look on his face was heartbreaking. "You should thank the gods for that chainmail. Without it, you might not be able to stand on your own two feet right now. You got too close to him. He's crazy. I would have been injured seriously as well if that hi had landed on me instead," said Brahma with a sigh and a look of self-deprecation in his eyes.

Gaia nodded. "You're right. That guy was out of his mind. I expected to be able to make a full retreat even if the ambush failed. After all, he still has to fight you. But he didn't seem to care at all when he turned around to attack me instead. I can't believe this. Two supreme grandmasters against a young punk and we only managed to scrape by."

The two good friends, Brahma and Gaia sighed loudly.

The men who heard their conversation widened their eyes in shock. They dared not breathe at all.

"Two...two supreme grandmasters?"

"The man who arrived later...is he a supreme grandmaster too?"

As everyone stared in shock and disbelief, someone in the crowd finally recognized whom the new stranger was. He gasped aloud.

"Gaia? The supreme grandmaster, Gaia?

The Persian King who leads the West Asian martial arts circle? That Gaia?"

What?

The Persian King?

A heavy boulder that crashed into the ocean would stir a thousand waves.

That man's words sent everyone reeling with disbelief and shock.

Their eyes instantaneously swept towards the man in gray robes.

"The Persian King, Gaia?" "Is he...really the Persian King?' While some froze in shock and incredulity, there were others who were bewildered as to who the Persian King was.

"Grandfather, who is the Persian King? Is he very strong? He had to sneak up on Ye Fan. Someone who tries to stab someone in the back like that can't be very powerful, can he? A real powerful warrior wouldn't have to resort to such despicable means."

"Silence! You rascal, stop spewing nonsense! Do you wish to get killed?" yelled an old man amidst the crowd when he heard what his grandson had said. He was filled with fury and terror. "Who told you that the Persian King isn't a powerful warrior? He's a supreme grandmaster too. He's one of the ten most powerful martial artists in Asia and the top fifty martial artists listed in the Sky Ranking. He could kill you by breathing hard on you. How dare you speak so disrespectfully! Do you want to get us all killed? Weaker men like us have no right to judge the actions of men like the Persian King. Until you become stronger, you should shut your mouth. Otherwise, you're going to get yourself into serious trouble!"

The young man looked down and listened silently to his elder's reprimanding words without protest or complaint.

Others who had no idea who the Persian King was reeled with fear when they realized that he was yet another supreme grandmaster.

"Heavens!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Supreme grandmasters are like legends or myths, but we've seen two today!"

"Hold on, three!"

"The Chinese young man's probably another supreme grandmaster too!"

"It's a pity that he's dead now."

Terror filled everyone's eyes and hearts as they stood in front of the cave.

They stared at Brahma and Gaia from a distance with a look of awe and respect.

As for Ye Fan, the man who had seemed invincible before he had been beaten, all they felt for him was a faint sense of loss and pity.

No matter how powerful a man had been, he was history once he was dead. No one cared for the dead.

Everyone's attention was now on Gaia and Brahma.

Everyone but one, of course. The exception was the young girl, Angie, who had been Ye Fan's companion and ally throughout this fight.

Angie was the only person who had burst into tears when she had witnessed Ye Fan's fall.

"Fan! FAN!! Let go of me! I'm going to find Fan! Let go of me!"

Mike Jones had seized the opportunity during Ye Fan's fight with Brahma to get Angie back to his side.

The young girl was struggling fiercely right now and wailing for Ye Fan.

"Angie, stop it. Stop being a child. He's dead. You can't do anything even if you go to him now. I've told you. Men like him don't live long. He was killed and frankly, he asked for it." Mike Jones wasn't going to let his sister anywhere near Ye Fan's body.

He had never liked Ye Fan. The young man's death meant one problem fewer for Chu Sect.

Gaia and Brahma weren't bothered by the ruckus at all.

These men were bugs to them. They were nobodies and meant nothing to them at all.

Their top priority was to enter that cave and find their treasure.

"Gaia, let's go in and take a look. The young punk gave his life to guard this cave. The treasure that you spoke of must be inside."

Ye Fan was dead. Nothing stood in their way now.

They decided to enter the cave and search it.

"Alright, let's go. We had a deal. If there's really a treasure inside, we'll split it equally between the two of us," reminded Gaia.

"Of course," Indra said with a laugh.

They lifted their feet, ready to step over the ruins that Ye Fan had died on and enter the cave. It was then that a pair of dirt-stained hands shot out and grabbed the foot of Brahma and Gaia tightly. A raspy laugh, filled with steel and determination, rang out.

"I'm...not dead yet. I won't let...any one of you enter the cave...as long as I'm still breathing."

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