A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1734

"Take care, Ms. Xu. I'll get going first."

The Sun Dragon, Xue Renyang, turned and walked out of the room into the dark night.

"Wait," Xu Lei called out.

"Is there anything else you need, Ms. Xu?" Xue Renyang turned sideway.

"I'm going too!" she cried out in conviction.

She was not the only one who made such a decision at that moment.

Over at Jiangbei, Chen Ao was standing at the gate with a mass of local fighters.

Although Ye Fan drove him out of Jiangdong last time, Ye Fan did not corner him to a dead end because of Chen Nan. Instead, Ye Fan showed him mercy and allowed him to go to Jiangbei. That was how he eventually inherited the Lu Clan's business and established his own influence in the region.

He was indebted to Ye Fan. Now that Ye Fan was in danger, Chen Ao readily stood up to go to his aid.

"Nan," he said, looking at his daughter, "take good care of your mother. I'll be right back."

Chen Ao bid his daughter and wife farewell before he set off.

Chen Nan had tears in her eyes as she sent her father off. "Dad, Ye Fan will be okay, right?"

"He will be. Don't worry." Chen Ao had mobilized all his men for this operation.

"Mr. Chu has helped us a lot the last time. Our family will do everything we can to protect him. I will see to it that this is the case."

Chen Ao hugged his daughter one last time and got ready to start the journey.

"Chen Ao!"

A voice halted the man's steps.

Chen Ao turned around and saw a bald old man in an immaculate suit coming down from a car.

"Li Er? What brings you here?"

Chen Ao was totally not expecting him.

It was true that they were old friends, but still, Chen Ao was surprised to see him.

"I'm coming along. I'm going to see Mr. Chu," Li Er said slowly, but surely.

Chen Ao fell into silence. They exchanged looks and let out a hearty laugh.

"Let's go!" Chen Ao cried out energetically.

With that said, the two old men who had once fought with Ye Fan on the battleground began their journey eastward.

On the same day, skilled fighters from all directions gathered at the mountain.

Their movements could even be seen and felt from afar. They glided through the air in speedy projectiles toward the Chu Sect's turf.

It was a magnificent spectacle to have so many of them congregating at the same place.

Meanwhile, over in War God Castle on Mount Yan, Mo Gucheng, the King of Fighters, was shocked when he found out about what had happened at Dragon God Hall.

"He must be crazy!" he blurted out, shaking his head. "Chu Tianfan must be crazy. How did he not even tell me about waging war against the Chu Sect? What is he even thinking? Who does he take me for?" Mo Gucheng slammed the table in disgruntlement.

He could not believe that so much happened while he was still recovering from his injury-and that he was totally unaware of it.

What exasperated him further was the fact that he had been blindsided by what a certain someone from Jiangdong all this while.

He was completely dumbfounded when he found out that the person from Jiangdong who beat him to a pulp that day was the same person who paralyzed his son in Japan.

He is our family's archenemy!

"King of Fighters, you need to calm down." Tang Hao placated him when he saw the man getting agitated.

"How am I supposed to be calm, huh? Did you not hear about what happened? Chu Tianfan literally just wreaked havoc in the whole martial arts realm. Everyone is now heading toward Mount Chumen. If you add up Long Baichuan from the army, Xue Renyang from Yanjing, and Sango Corporation from Japan, the figure can easily go up to thousands, if not tens of thousands of people!"

Mo Gucheng was still trying to get his head around the gravity of the issue.

"They are just mere humans who don't know a thing about martial arts. They are a taint to the prestige of martial arts. There's nothing they can do there. They will only add to the number of casualties. Besides, it's obvious that Chu Tianfan is challenging everyone here at the War God Castle. What do you think we should do? Should we act?"

Mo Gucheng felt he was locked in a conundrum, not knowing how to make a decision.

Sword Saint was equally torn.

They did not know if they should join the Dragon God Hall.

Over at the sofa, Mo Wuya was drinking from his cup leisurely.

"It's too late for us to do anything now. Chu Tianfan had already left China for Mount Chumen a few days ago. I bet blood was already spilled on Mount Chumen. It'll be useless even if those people arrive right this moment. I think it's more like they will only get to collect his corpse rather than help him in any fight," the Prince of Fighters commented.

"They should be realistic. Even if he's still alive, they don't even have the ability to stop any disaster from happening. Time-wise, I don't think they will make it in time, so there's nothing we can do even if we want to. We should just stay here on Mount Van and see how things turn out since the Dragon God Hall did not ask for our assistance. We don't want to appear like we're trying to cozy up with them. Have you forgotten how smug people at the Dragon God Hall were at the party that day? Since they showed no regard for us, we should not act in an ingratiating manner."

Mo Gucheng nodded slowly and solemnly. He agreed with his son's analysis of the situation.

"I see where you're coming from. As you said, we should just watch how things turn out. Since he went to Mount Chumen alone, I bet he was prepared to lose his life. There's no point trying to save someone who has made up his mind to die."

After much deliberation, everyone from the War God Castle decided to refrain from getting involved.

Truth was, they did not have what it took to help. After all, declaring war on the Chu Sect was a formidable feat.

Only someone like Ye Fan would have the audacity and capability to do that.

While warriors and fighters were making their way to Mount Chumen from across the world, the mountain was already covered with corpses.

Ye Fan killed his way up the mountain expeditiously. Every second went by with dozens of men falling around him to their death.

He waded through the multitude of people with a sword in his merciless hand, drenching every inch of soil with the blood of his enemies.

It was just a matter of time before Ye Fan arrived at the gate of the Chu residence.

A triannual sect assembly was taking place in the castle on the peak of the mountain when Ye Fan reached.

The meeting was supposed to be held earlier, but because Tang Yun was nowhere to be found, the assembly was postponed.

This was already the third day since the meeting was inaugurated. Over in the grand hall, the head of the elders was about to make his speech on behalf of the other members.

"Ms. Tang, we can't hold the plan to rejuvenate our sect off any longer. Now that Patriarch Chu is back, and that you've made marked progress as well, this will be the best time for us to proceed with our plan. We, as the elders of the sect, along with the heads of the three families, propose that we push through with our plan. We want to bring the sect to greater heights. It's our wish that the Chu Sect be known and revered around the world. We will dominate the whole martial art world and make everyone bow before us. It's time we carry on the legacy our forefathers left for us."

While the man spoke, Chu Zhengliang just sat on his chair as he listened. Although he was the head of the family, he still waited for the head of the sect to have the final say.

Tang Yun was deep in thought considering their proposal. As the principal figure of the day, she was dressed in a purple gown and a gold crown embellished with sprinkles of purple and the image of a phoenix. Her face did not betray the slightest emotion. An aura of nobility and elegance radiated from her presence as she sat on the throne in utter silence.