A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1366 Reilo's Plan

"Grandpa, why do I suddenly feel so cold?" asked the girl puzzledly as she looked up from counting the takings for the day. She had noticed the sudden drop in temperature.

The young lady wasn't the only one who had felt the drop in temperature. All the martial artists drinking in the pub had felt it too.

"What's happening? Who is giving off such a murderous vibe?" Many of their faces paled as they frowned.

Reilo, however, remained as calm as before and wasn't bothered by this at all. He continued to drink and muttered disdainfully, "What a bunch of cowards. It's just the wind. Look at how scared all of you are. Al of you look like a bunch of frogs in the well. That battle between supreme grandmasters was so many days ago, but you're all still so tense and jumping at the smallest thing."

He just laughed mirthlessly at them as he looked at them with a mocking glance.

To everyone's surprise, a skinny figure exuding a freezing presence walked into their line of sight just after Reilo's scoff.

The young man continued to walk on slowly without any expression on his face.

His battered and blood covered body staggered slightly because of the severe injuries he had suffered.

But even though he looked so haggard, the murderous vibes the young man gave off were not weak at all.

"Isn't that..."

"Isn't that Ye Fan, the Chinese boy?"

Everyone started exclaiming in shock when they got a closer look at who this young man passing by was. Their pupils constricted in terror as they trembled violently.

"Ye Fan? You've got to be kidding, right? That punk is long gone. I think all of you have really been scared silly by a young fellow. Just look at you guys! A little wind makes you tremble and you're like soldiers made from paper or something," snorted Reilo even harder when he heard everyone mention Ye Fan's name. He couldn't care less and helped himself to another cup of wine.

"Bro... Bro...you really should take a look yourself. I th ink... I think it's really that young punk," said one of Reilo's companions as he nudged Reilo in fear.

Reilo's back was facing the door, so he couldn't see anything outside unless he turned around.

"What's there to look at? You mean he's back as a ghost?" retorted Reilo in annoyance before turning back to look.

The moment he spotted the figure walking past the door, Reilo froze.

His face paled and his eyes nearly popped right out as he stared at the bloodied skinny youth slowly making his way forward like he was staring at a ghost.

"How...how...what the...how is this even possible?! How is this fellow not dead yet?! It's impossible! It's completely impossible! The Indra paid such a high price just to injure this boy as severely as possible. How could he possibly even survive such injuries?! We're looking at a ghost, right?!" Reilo nearly peed himself in fright.

He lost his balance and rolled right off his own chair.

Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that Ye Fan was still alive.

"Bro...what do we do? Since the Indra tried to kill him, once this guy returns to China and recovers, he's going to come to India to take revenge for sure. The Indra doesn't have to be afraid of him since he's very powerful and has other supreme grandmaster friends who will help him, but we really don't stand a chance against this Ye Fan. Why don't...why don't we just run for it and not return to India? Let's hide ourselves in some forest and erase our identities for the time being. When everything blows over, we could go back to India," came the trembling and frightened voice of one of Reilo's companions. He was truly terrified.

After all, these surviving Indian martial artists had seen how powerful Ye Fan could really be.

When they were fighting for the spirit energy fruit, Ye Fan had killed several of their brothers with just one slap.

When they met again on the island, Ye Fan wasn't afraid of Brahma at all. He even fought fiercely against Brahma and wasn't any weaker than Brahma either.

All of them were truly afraid of Ye Fan now.

They thought that Ye Fan wouldn't be able to survive such serious injuries. That was why they were enjoying a drink at the pub now.

Now that Ye Fan turned out to still be alive, it meant that their nightmare was back to haunt them again.

Reilo and the rest were both afraid and panicky.

"Calm down. All of you, calm down. Why are all of you so frantic? It's not as if the world is ending." Even though Reilo was indeed truly surprised that Ye Fan had survived, he soon calmed down and began to think of a plan.

"Got it. I know what we can do." Reilo thought of something after a brief period of contemplation.

"What can we do?" asked one of his companions anxiously.

"What else can we do? We'll have to attack him directly!"

What?

"Bro, are you nuts?"

"This Ye Fan is as powerful as a supreme grandmaster!"

"Even though he's injured now, we still don't stand a chance if someone at his level decides to go all out."

All of Reilo's companions were pale in the face and shuddered when they heard Reilo's idea. It sounded like suicide.

"Let me finish. I know it's difficult for just the few of us to get rid of Ye Fan. But don't forget, there are nearly a hundred highly skilled martial artists here. What if all of us join hands?" said Reilo with a sly and malicious smile on his lips.

His two companions' faces immediately lit up.

"That sounds feasible! But even though we've got a vendetta against China, the other countries don't. How are we going to persuade them to help us?" They soon realized a second problem on their hands. But Reilo just chuckled. "Don't worry, I have a plan forthat. Just play along."

Reilo then stood up and shouted loud and clear, "Everyone, I'm sure you have all been sent here by your respective countries to fight for treasure in this rainforest, right? All of you are fighting for the sake of your own countries and your nation's martial arts circle. I'm sure none of you want to return emptyhanded, right? We've got a rare chance right in front of us, so now, it depends on whether you dare to seize this opportunity." His words were clearly trying to stir up the crowd and goad them into cooperating with him.

"What? Reilo, don't tell me...you intend to attack Ye Fan?!" someone in the crowd realized what Reilo was driving at.

Reilo nodded his head gravely. "That is correct!"