A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1476 Let's Go Home

Cold wind gusted, leaving leaves twirling in its wake.

Ye Qing-Tian's deep voice echoed in the air.

However, Ye Fan remained silent.

Qiu Mu-Cheng hugged Ye Fan tightly out of fear he might do something wrong on impulse.

The stunning woman stood with the sand flying around with tears on her face.

After some time, the threatening look in Ye Fan's eyes disappeared.

He reached his hand out to wipe the tears from the corner of Qiu Mu-Cheng's eyes and said quietly, "Mu-Cheng, let's go home."

"Really?" Qiu Mu-Cheng's teary face instantly broke into a smile.

She felt like someone walking in the darkness who had found light.

"Uh huh. Let's go home."

Ye Fan smiled gently. His smile was filled with tenderness.

"Okay, let's go home. Mum must be really anxious, so let's go back now," said Qiu Mu-Cheng happily before she quickly walked to the car with Ye Fan.

She seemed worried that Ye Fan might change his mind.

After Ye Fan sent Qiu Mu-Cheng up the car, he suddenly turned to look at Ye Qing-Tian and the others. "God of War, I will trust you one final time. I'll be waiting for War God Castle's explanation in Jiangdong." Ye Fan raised his head and looked at Ye Qing-Tian in the eye.

His deep voice was inexplicably cold.

From the looks of it, if War God Castle was unable to give Ye Fan a satisfactory answer, he would storm this place again.

Ye Fan got into the car and headed back to

Jiangdong with Qiu Mu-Cheng.

"God of War, are you letting him leave just like that? Don't you know that he killed over a hundred martial artists at West Lake? There are probably over a thousand martial artists in China in total, so the kid has killed 10% of the martial artists in the country. He deserves to be hanged, drawn and quartered for his crime. Also, he was rude to War God Castle and disrespected the pillars of the nation. If you don't kill him now, he will only end up causing disaster for us," the King of Fighters roared at Ye Qing-Tian furiously and felt puzzled by his decision.

He remained indignant even after Ye Fan was gone.

However, Ye Qing-Tian sneered, "Humph! Where do you even find the gall to say this? If you hadn't abused your power and let Lv Hua go, would this have happened? He Chen, Lv Song-Liang, and over a hundred martial artists have died thanks to you!"

Ye Qing-Tian's scolding made Mo Gu-

Cheng blush crimson and left him speechless.

He put on a bold front and retorted stubbornly, "God of War, how could you say that? Was it my fault? I didn't break any rules. Lv Hua might have done wrong, but he didn't deserve to die."

"You know best whether he deserved death or not!" Ye Qing-Tian angrily roared before he turned to enter the hall behind him. He couldn't be bothered with Mo Gu-Cheng anymore.

Lv Hua and Lv Zi-Ming hid in the main hall.

Despite the protection of the King of Fighters and the others, Lv Hua couldn't help feeling worried.

"Dad, do you think King of Fighters and the others will hand us over?" asked Lv Hua worriedly.

Lv Zi-Ming comforted him, "Don't worry. Ye Fan committed such heinous crimes, so

I'm sure War God Castle can't wait to execute him. Why would they hand us over to him? Also, do you think it's possible for War God Castle to bow to a youngster like him?" Lv Zi-Ming sounded composed. After all, War God Castle was the highest authority in the Chinese martial arts circle.

Ye Fan couldn't do anything to them as long as they were inside War God Castle and under its protection.

"But Dad, we were at fault in this matter, and I was the one who tried to harm Ye Fan's family first. If Ye Fan tells War God Castle about it, would they still help us?" Lv Hua's fears didn't dissipate after he heard what his father said. Instead, they only intensified.

He deeply regretted coveting Ye Fan's wife and wanting to steal his legacy.

It was his fault that his entire family was now dead.

The more Lv Hua thought about it, the guiltier he felt. Before long, his eyes had

turned red.

Lv Zi-Ming patted Lv Hua's shoulder and consoled him, "It's fine. Everything will be fine. In comparison to Ye Fan's crime, what you did was nothing. Maybe Ye Fan has already been slaughtered." The door suddenly opened, and Ye Qing-Tian entered.

"God of War? Haha! God of War is here! Ye Fan stands no chance now. We are safe now. Hurry up and thank the God of War with me."

Lv Zi-Ming was instantly delighted to see Ye Qing-Tian.

Lv Hua and his father had been worried that the King of Fighters might not be able to overcome Ye Fan. Now that the God of War had returned, their fear dissipated.

After all, the God of War was the most powerful martial artist in China and was deeply respected in the Chinese martial arts circles.

With the God of War around, they wouldn't have a problem dealing with Ye Fan.

They stepped forward to thank the God of War, but before Lv Zi-Ming and Lv Hua said a word, they were surprisingly kicked into the air by the God of War with a loud thud. Their hefty bodies were viciously thrown against the wall behind before sliding to the ground.

Lv Hua moaned as he coughed blood instantly from the grave injuries.

"God of War, w-why did you..."

Lv Zi-Ming was startled and perplexed.

Lv Hua felt puzzled too. He raised his head to look at Ye Qing-Tian quizzically as bright red blood trickled from his lips.

"Why? You still have the cheek to ask? Half a year ago, I warned you not to covet the widows of our fallen comrades. How dare you bring harm to Ye Fan's family! After you escaped death, you were unrepentant and did even more harm in Jiangdong and on Ye Fan's kin. Who gave you the gall to bring harm upon a supreme grandmaster's family? Look at what happened in the end! This has result in the death of your entire family and hundreds of martial artists at your grandfather's banquet! Scum like you deserve to die a thousand times over!"

BOOM...

Ye Qing-Tian shouted in fury once more, and it sounded more like a thunderous explosion.

Lv Hua and his father were already suffering grave injuries from crashing into the wall earlier. After Ye Qing-Tian roared again, they were sent flying from the force of his voice and couldn't stop throwing up blood.