A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1622

In the past, Xu Lei and the others had seen Ye Fan fought in battles such as the ones at Tai Shan and Yanqi Lake.

The only difference was he was engaged in a one-on-one combat.

This was their first time watching Ye Fan fight against five people. Naturally, the new experience was making their hearts skip a beat.

Whoosh!

As the wind howled, an immense energy emitted from the battle rustled the leaves and ripped them into pieces.

All eyes were on the grandmasters as they launched a series of attacks at Ye Fan.

The terrifying aura they exuded was plentiful, and it created a whirlwind that swept across the land. They were unstoppable!

"Oh, no!" "Retreat!"

"Hurry up and go!"

The rancorous blitz shocked Lu Tianhe and the others.

They quickly warned the crowd to back away to avoid getting hurt.

"Ms. Qiu, let's hide," Li Er hurried over and advised Qiu Mucheng to take shelter elsewhere.

She refused to leave despite the danger! Biting her lips, she said resolutely, "I'm not going anywhere as long as Ye Fan is here."

"Why do you want to put yourself through all that, Ms. Qiu?" Li Er sighed helplessly.

Right then, Yan Buping and the other four men had charged forward. They were practically right under Ye Fan's nose.

Looking on in panic, Qiu Mucheng thought her heart would stop beating from the stress. She screamed in anguish, "Dodge, Ye Fan!"

The words spoken in trepidation and her quavering voice rang out in the rain.

The expressionless young man turned his head the moment he heard her voice. "Don't worry about me, Mucheng. These insignificant bugs won't hurt me." He plastered a smile. "What the f*ck! Insignificant bugs? How impertinent! Have you read too many novels and lost your mind? You'd better control your tongue," one of Ye Fan's opponents cursed in anger. They were livid upon hearing his audacious remark.

At their advanced age, the grandmasters had reached the pinnacle of their combatting careers, attaining marvelous statuses.

Many people and factions revered them.

Yet, a junior outrightly implied that they were insignificant bugs.

The egotistic men could no longer stay indifferent after the ill comparison.

The blazing fury in their eyes drove them to inflict even harsher attacks on Ye Fan.

"Die, motherf*cker!"

The five grandmasters charged in unison and besieged Ye Fan in a split second, ready to tear him apart.

Suddenly, the howling wind and pouring rain turned into a storm.

It became a massive waterspout after gaining momentum and evaporated into thin air miraculously.

Within moments, a layer of fog shrouded the land.

The slender figure of the young man had also magically disappeared into the fog.

"Ye Fan!" Qiu Mucheng cried as tears ran down her face profusely.

She felt as though someone had ripped her heart from her body.

Ignoringthedangerand the sharp pain in her arm, she dashed into the fog.

"No, Ms. Qiu! It's dangerous." Li Er and the others grabbed her immediately and dragged her back to safety.

"Get your hands off me! Let me go, I need to go find Ye Fan!" Struggling with all her might, Qiu Mucheng wailed in anguish.

Li Er kept a vice-like grip on her despite her heartbreaking pleas.

We've already lost Mr. Cha. Qiu Mucheng is his only family left in this world and she could be pregnant with his child. If any harm comes to her, it'll be the end of his bloodline. Li Er vowed to ensure Qiu Mucheng's safety, no matter what.

"Jin Bao and Yin Bao, send Ms. Qiu back to Mount Yunding Villa immediately. If I find out she's hurt, I'll chop you into pieces to feed the dogs!"

They were still reeling from the sudden twist of fate. No one noticed the tears on the faces of Jin Bao and Yin Bao, Li Er's two long-time subordinates. The duo was sobbing. "Mr. Li, is Mr. Chu really... gone?"

Li Er fell silent. His gaze was fixated on the white mist, seemingly in a daze.

At that moment, Ke Zhe's evil laughter was heard from Yunwu Lake.

"Haha! It's all over now. How dare the small fry challenge five grandmasters? He brought this upon himself. Hahaha!"

A smug settled on his face as he laughed to his heart's content, releasing all of his suppressed resentment.

Relieved, Van Buping and the others also let out a lengthy sigh. "Finally, it's over."

They were fully convinced that Ye Fan would not have survived the mighty combat prowess of five grandmasters. After all, their combined forces were unparalleled.

The coalition believed they would put up a good fight should they engage a true Supreme in a duel.

Ye Fan isn't our match. The possibility of his survival is next to zero.

"Surely, he has bitten off more than he can chew."

"Eventually, the Grandmaster from Jiangdong has fallen into the hands of five grandmasters."

"This marks the downfall of a formidable hero." "Jiangbei has taken its revenge and ended this rivalry."

"I guess so. It's good news nationwide."

Standing by the lake, groups of martial artists from Jiangbei lamented on the outcome and the loss of a life.

Although they loathed Ye Fan, they could not help themselves from grieving when they saw how his life ended.

"Let's not dwell on it. Come, we shall go over and thank the Grandmasters," someone urged.

Instantly, close to a hundred martial artists made their way forward to pay respect to Yan Buping, Ke Zhe, and the other three grandmasters. "As representatives from Jiangbei, we would like to express our utmost gratitude to all the Grandmasters for your acts of valor."

"All hail Grandmasters!" "Thank you, Grandmasters, for your righteous deeds!

You've successfully gotten rid of the traitor."

Everyone rushed over to pay homage to the Grandmasters.

One could hear their thunderous voice from miles away.

As the crowd bowed their heads in respect, Ke Zhe loomed over them, dignified.

He was clearly on cloud nine, enjoying the recognition and limelight.

Bursting with pride, the five grandmasters stood haughtily, like a reigning monarch.

In contrast to the celebratory frenzy, the pin-drop silence from the Jiangdong natives was glaringly obvious.

At that moment, those from Yunzhou, Jianghai, and Jingzhou were ata loss for words.

Slumped in deep despair, they felt as though the entire Jiangdong was weeping for Ye Fan.

"Why are you mourning? As long as the sun continues to rise from the east, the Supreme Grandmaster of

Jiangdong will live on forever. No one in this world can kill me, Ye Fan. There's no one capable of destroying Jiangdong, either."

Boom!

Suddenly, a deafening roar shook the earth and dispersed the dark clouds in the sky.

While Li Erand the others were feeling despondent and disheartened, an imposing voice rang in their ears.

"Is that..."

Immediately, everyone lifted their heads to see who it was. The sight dumbfounded the five grandmasters. Gradually, the fog vanished to reveal a slender figure that left everybody gasping in disbelief.

The man could withstand the fall of time. No trial and tribulation were ever too big or challenging for him. "What? This can't be... No, this is totally impossible!" Yan Buping and his peers lost their minds completely. They widened their eyes and stared at him, as if they were looking at a ghost. Much to their surprise, Ye Fan

was unscathed!

An eerie feeling washed over them.

The five grandmasters were baffled.

He's not harmed one bit? Is he... a monster?