A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1691

While Angie wailed, Gaius and the others fell onto the ground, coughing blood.

Riding on a great momentum just moments before, they now found their fortunes trending downward.

Such was the contestation between the various martial disciplines; At times, it took only a single person to contend with tens of thousands!

As was the case with the Chu family who were previously forced to the wall under Ye Fan's duress.

All it took was the appearance of the lone Chu Yuan to drag them back from the brink of collapse.

With his incurious palm, he shattered whatever advantages Ye Fan had painstakingly built up over the last ten years.

None of these came to any surprise to Aaron and Sword Saint, amongst the others in observance, who recognized that this little charade was over the moment Chu Yuan appeared.

They had initially believed that Ye Fan would be fearful and wary when he saw Patriarch Chu, but it would seem that he had underestimated the former's

determination.

"That guy came here with the intention of putting everything on the line," the furrowing Aaron said in a low voice.

For some unfathomable reason, his esteem for Ye Fan only grew inside.

Sometimes, Aaron found it hard to imagine how much courage and power one must possess in order to want to go up against the entire Chu family by himself and to exhibit no fear in taking on the once world- dominant Chu Yuan.

Likewise, Aaron could not fathom what kind of resolve this young man before him must possess in order to keep at this endeavor for so many years.

"Perhaps, this is his obsession as well as his dream. It's a pity that it must come to an end today." Aaron shook his head, feeling full of commiseration inside.

At this stage of the battle, even the Remdik martial arts leader Aaron could not help but become infected by Ye Fan's grit and sense of belief.

He became somewhat appreciative and sympathetic toward this youth from China.

"Yes. The gulf is too simply great to overcome. This Patriarch Chu's the real deal, and might as well be close to attaining the god realm! The balance of power has once again been upended, so I fear that the martial arts world might no longer be able to continue enjoying days of peace from here on out."

The aristocratic Duke from Western Epea regarded Chu Yuan with wariness in his eyes.

Power and ambition are two sides of the same coin. If Chu Sect was to once again wield power, no one could be sure whether he might lead the Chu Sect back into conflict in the near future. "Let's go, Tang Hao!"

While Aaron and the others felt for Ye Fan's plight, Sword Saint to the side could no longer remain unfettered.

He turned with a taut furrow and called on Tang Hao to leave.

Tang Hao, though, did not understand. "Why must we leave all of a sudden? Aren't we going to wait for this fight to end?"

It was apparent that Tang Hao meant to stay on, but

Sword Saint would have none of it.

"We've seen enough to conclude how this is going to end, so it might be better for us to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, neither one of us would be walking away from this once Chu Yuan does away with Ye Fan and angers the martial community in China."

Sword Saint could feel an acute sense of danger. He was, at present, genuinely worried about how Ye Fan's identity might implicate the War God Castle.

The most unquestionably prudent choice at present, therefore, would be to disassociate oneself completely from the latter.

With Sword Saint's mind made up, Tang Hao was hapless to do anything, in spite of his own concerns for Ye Fan.

It is as Sword Saint says.

It would not be in any way helpful as the outcome was a foregone conclusion. Conversely, he might even bring great peril to China's martial arts world should he continue to stay on. Hence, while others fretted over Ye Fan's well-being,

Sword Saint and Tang Hao had already slipped away and were on their way back to China.

To the fore, where Ye Fan landed had been turned into an expanse of devastation.

That, was where Ye Fan had been subjugated by Chu Yuan.

However, Ye Fan got up quickly from within the rubble.

Though covered in fresh blood, his smirk had not been wiped off his face, and both of his eyes were still glowing with a coldness that was chilling to the extreme!

"T-This fellow..."

"Could still get up?"

"He's as resilient as a cockroach."

The masses were awestruck when they saw Ye Fan clamber out of the wreckage.

From his ascent to Mount Chumen till now, Ye Fan had doubtlessly sustained multiple and severe injuries, but no one could have expected that he was still not ready to give up just yet.

Especially against Chu Yuan's dominance, he still continued to stand tall. In his deep-set eyes were grit, determination, and an indomitable fighting spirit! "We aren't done yet, Chu Yuan, so bring it on!" Ye Fan hollered skywards while he spat the blood in his mouth.

That thunderous voice that carried his domineering demeanor and fearless candor reverberated around Mount Chumen.

"No, stop fighting, Ye Fan. Don't push it anymore, or you'll die..."

When she regarded the bloodied and battered young man before her, Angie's face was awash with tears as she cried and begged piteously.

Not just her, even Han, Meng Wanyu, and those who cared for Ye Fan also wept.

"Please stop, Ye Fan."

"Stop battling, Dragon Master." "Let us retreat..."

"There could still be hope so long as you're able to stay alive."

"Should you perish, our dreams would die with you."

Han fell supplicant upon the floor in anguish, with his grizzled visage wet with tears.

Gaius and the others too, fell onto their knees in spite oftheirwoundsto beg Ye Fan to descend Mount Chumen.

With his skills, Ye Fan would be able to walk away alive if he so desired, so their fear was that Ye Fan sought death and would rather perish here on Mount Chumen than leave and regroup. "Please, Dragon Master."

"Please retreat."

"The days ahead are long and you're still young. There's still a bright future in store..." Han pleaded.

Although his relationship with Ye Fan was one between master and servant, he was one who had watched Ye Fan grow up.

Ye Fan had regarded him as a grandfather and he likewise, saw the former as his own grandson.

The fighters of the Dragon God Hall had long been more than mere subordinates to Ye Fan.

For them, it was a bond that transcended life and death, and Gaius and the others would have gladly given their lives for Ye Fan right away if asked.

However, when confronted with the masses' imploring, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled. "I'm sorry, everyone. Now that I've arrived at this point, I no longer have the cheek to retreat. For me, it is either victory or death!"

Ye Fan's eyes reddened amidst the resolve in his sonorous speech.

Then, he struck upon the bodies of Han, Gaius, and the others with the back of his hand with a measured force that sent them all flying straight out of Mount Chumen.

"No!"

"We won't go, Dragon Master."

Shocked, Gaius and the others struggled, but they were already like arrows notched to a drawn bow,

unable to resist Ye Fan's will.

In the end, they were unceremoniously seen off Mount Chumen.

With his followers from the Dragon God Hall sent away, Ye Fan had nothing else holding him back.

He gnashed his teeth and with a quiver, focused himself and conjured all the power in his body in preparation for that one final encounter.

Whoosh!

The wild winds churned, and the sand and rocks spiraled as boundless energy gathered and concentrated around Ye Fan in a frenzy.

The masses watched as Ye Fan's aura burgeoned in the most intimidating manner.

"Is he looking to launch a suicidal attack?"

Aaron and the others held their breath, and tension mounted in the hearts of many others.

However, Chu Yuan remained as calm as ever.

He shook his head in disapproval. "It's useless. The firefly cannot rival the glory of the moon even if it consumed itself. Likewise, an illegitimate child like you has no hope of altering the course of the outcome no matter how hard you struggle."