A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1605

It was late at night in Yanjing, but Xu Lei was still poring over her work in her study.

Suddenly, someone burst in through the door.

"Ms. Xu, something happened in Jiangdong. Ms. Qiu has been kidnapped. The captor is asking to see Mr. Chu within the next three days, or she'll be killed," said Xu's assistant, Lin Wenjing, her pretty face turning pale with anxiousness.

The panic she felt could be heard in her voice.

Xu Lei was expectedly stunned by the news. "What? Mucheng has been kidnapped? When did it happen? How much time do we have until the deadline?"

In her state of surprise, Xu Lei bolted to her feet and began bombarding her assistant with questions.

Lin Wenjing looked at Xu Lei and answered quietly, "Only... one more day."

Plop!

The pen Xu Lei was holding slipped from her hand and dropped onto the floor.

Her face turned pale, and she immediately sprang into action. "Prepare the car. I'm going to Yunzhou." Although the two women were not closely acquainted, Qiu Mucheng was married to Ye Fan.

That fact alone was enough to spur Xu Lei to do everything within her power to ensure her wellbeing.

"Also, contact Mr. Xue immediately and ask for reinforcement to be dispatched to Jiang Dong. I'll meet up with them there." At a critical moment like this, Xu Lei was still able to remain clear-headed and plan every detail in an organized manner.

In no time, more than ten luxury cars were seen tearing through the Yanjing night, speeding toward their destination in Jiangdong.

This scene was played out not just in Jiangdong alone.

As news spread throughout the country, more and more people were spurred to action.

Thousands upon thousands began swarming toward Yunzhou from the north, the south, the military circles, and the martial arts world.

It was like the domino effect in action.

It was beyond Meng Wanyu's wildest dreams that her action in a moment of anger would inadvertently cause such huge ripples throughout the whole of China.

Notable figures from the business, military, and even martial arts worlds were rushing to Yunzhou.

After all, Mr. Chu's name was well-known throughout Jiangdong.

He certainly drew a lot of attention from the rich and powerful people within the state.

As for the foreign visitors, most of them were martial artists.

They had certainly heard about the Battle of Jiangbei and how he went up to Mount Yan alone.

Ye Fan's name was well-known throughout China's martial arts circles.

Unfortunately, he was more notorious than famous.

For a newcomer like him, it was already hard to gain the approval of the seniors.

To make things worse, he had wiped out the Lu Clan and invaded Mount Yan.

His extreme behavior had resulted in the seniors in the martial arts world having an unfavorable impression of him.

In China's martial arts circles, he was seen as arrogant, rebellious, and wild.

Now that his wife had been kidnapped, the number of martial artists who were gloating over his plight far outnumbered those who sympathized with him.

Even in the War God Castle, when the King of Fighters and his compatriots heard about the kidnapping, they chose to distance themselves from him.

"The War God Castle is the highest authority in our country's martial arts circle and is in charge of overseeing all the major happenings within the circle. We're not Ye Fan's nanny, neither are we a charitable organization. A personal feud such as this is beyond our jurisdiction. He reaps what he sows," the King of Fighters said callously, making it clear they were not going to get involved.

"But King of Fighters, Ye Fan is a supreme grandmaster of China after all. We in the War God

Castle have an obligation to protect the kin of our fellow Supremes. Now that his wife is in danger, we shouldn't just turn a blind eye and withhold our assistance," Heavenly Grandmaster, Tang Hao, tried to coax him patiently.

"Why shouldn't we? Ye Fan himself has gone into hiding and is not doing anything about it. Why should we as outsiders get so anxious on his behalf? What's more, even if we want to help, we should wait until he's on the brink of losing before we make our move," the King of Fighters said coldly, showing no intention at all to help Ye Fan.

Just then, a castle staff entered with a report. "King of Fighters, there's a man outside named Li Er. He claims to be the Unrivalled Grandmaster's man and asks to see all of you."

"We have nothing to see him about. Tell him we're busy," the King of Fighters said, waving his hand dismissively.

"Hmph, even if Ye Fan himself comes to see me, I may not grant him the privilege to do so. What makes this lowly servant think he has the right to meet us?" The King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng, snorted coldly. He could not be bothered to see an insignificant character like Li Er.

"We've already told him that, but he refuses to leave. He insists on meeting all of you. Moreover, he's been waiting outside for almost two days," the staff said.

"Is that so?" Mo Gucheng laughed cynically. "If he wants to wait, let him wait then. We have so many other important matters to attend to on a daily basis, we don't have time for people like him," Mo Gucheng said dismissively, his voice filled with arrogance and derision.

Meanwhile, the old man who was standing at the foot of Mount Van looked really worried and anxious. The weariness from his journey had deeply etched into his wrinkled face.

It had been two days, and there was only one day left to the deadline.

Yet, no one had heard anything from Ye Fan.

Things were not progressing on his side either.

Li Er had thought that with Ye Fan's fame, the Supremes from War God Castle would agree to see him.

He knew that by his own account, he would never get a meeting with them.

However, he thought that they might grant him a meeting on Ye Fan's account.

What he did not expect was that they would snub him completely.

This was undoubtedly making him lose hope.

He had a million troubling thoughts weighing on his mind, but he had no one to confide in.

"Mr. Chu, where on earth are you? If only you were here, I wouldn't have to face such humiliation and rejection!" At the foot of Mount Yan, tears began streaming down his face as he screamed in despair. And just like that, another night soon passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was the final day of the three-day deadline.

In Yunzhou, Jiangdong, a large crowd had descended upon the shores of Yunwu Lake.

There was a mix of residents from the area and outsiders who came upon hearing the news.

The place was practically swarmed by thousands of people who had turned up.

In the middle of Yunwu Lake, there was a small boat, bobbing up and down like duckweed on the vast body of water.

There were two people in the boat.

One of them was clad in a red robe that sway with the wind and sat at the head of the boat, eyes closed in meditation.

The other one was a mesmerizing beauty with sultry red lips and lovely dark round eyes.

She was none other than the captive, Qiu Mucheng.

At this point in time, her pretty face was looking a little pale.

That was because they had been sitting in the middle of the lake the past few days, eating no food at all.

All they had was some water to keep themselves hydrated.

As a martial artist, Meng Wanyu was coping well.

But for a weak damsel like Qiu Mucheng, she was beginning to feel the strain.

Her pale face was like the waning flame of a candle in the wind, weary and weak.

"Who on earth are you people? How has Ye Fan offended you? Why are you after his life?" She had been asking these questions repeatedly over the past few days.

However, MengWanyu ignored her completely.

It was not until this point in time that, upon seeing her concern for Ye Fan, she finally broke her silence. "You're still worried about him under these circumstances? You should worry more about yourself. If he doesn't show up, you'll only have one more day to live," she said coldly.

However, Qiu Mucheng was undeterred by the warning. She continued fearlessly, "I know you won't kill me."

"Is that so?" Meng Wanyu suddenly opened her eyes. "Are you completely sure?"

Qiu Mucheng nodded. "I can feel that you're not a bad person. You only kidnapped me to lure him out. Even if he doesn't appear, you won't kill me."