A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1785

"What's going on, Mr. Chu?" Ye Fan's urgency frightened He Yurou.

Despite her innocence, she could tell from his tone that Ye Fan must have run into some trouble.

"It's best for you to remain in the dark, Yurou. Just heed my warning."

It came as a nasty shock for Ye Fan to hear that Han and the others were planning to summon all of the members of the Dragon God Hall members to aid him in the Chu Sect. When did things spiral so far out of control? I must meet them as soon as possible and stop them in case they have some reckless plan already in action.

Although the Chu family desired to assume command of the battle, the fighters of the Tang and Jones families were still formidable.

Even more importantly, as Tang Yun had mentioned, the awakening of the beast at the foothill of Mount Chumen presented a new set of challenges to their plan.

Ye Fan's goal was almost accomplished as the Chu family slid further into disrepute following Chu Zhengliang's death.

In light of the current situation, it is the best course of action to leave Norwal City to return to China. Besides, it is not yet time to do battle with Chu Sect.

He Yurou knew better than to ask questions from the serious expression on Ye Fan's face.

It was in this manner that the pair soon returned to their condominium to find Tang Yun already packed and waiting for him at the center of the room.

With only a nod exchanged between them, the pair leaped into action without a moment's hesitation. After saying their farewells to He Yurou, they departed hastily and soon vanished into the darkness of the night to meet Li Er, leaving He Yurou alone in the condominium.

The moon was hidden behind dense black clouds that night.

"I wonder what sort of trouble Mr. Chu has gotten into," she murmured softly to herself. "I hope all goes well for him."

He Yurou gazed wistfully in the direction of Ye Fan's departure from the large French windows.

Her heart had not ceased its anxious pounding as she feared for his safety.

After a while, her thoughts drifted back to the incident at the entrance to the theater.

He Yurou savored the memory of the kiss they shared. Though she was forced by the circumstances to improvise a little play of her own, it was a scene rehearsed many times in the privacy of her fantasies until it felt like the most natural thing in the world when the time came for her to seize the opportunity.

A dreamy smile, with equal traces of shyness and drunken nostalgia, appeared on her lips as she indulged in her reverie.

So this is what it feels like to share a kiss with a man I love.

He Yurou was rudely interrupted by a sudden and loud slam as the door to her condominium was flung open.

The next moment, a dozen bat-yielding thugs marched in. Every inch of their arms was covered in

tattoos.

Their wicked leers made He Yurou feel deeply uneasy.

"Who are you?" she stammered, stumbling backward. "What do you want?

The men did not speak. After arranging themselves into two rows on either side of the door, they sank into a deep bow. "Mr. Brown!"

Their sonorous and respectful voices echoed throughout the living room.

Several moments later, Jack strolled in.

"Are these your men, Jack? What is the meaning of this?" He Yurou demanded. "I'm warning you, don't get any ideas. My boyfriend is a skilled practitioner of martial arts. He'll beat you and all of your men up if you don't get out of here!"

Worried about what Jack might do, He Yurou decided to intimidate him.

At the mention of his nemesis' name, Jack's anger flared up again.

"Boyfriend?" Jack leered at her, his tone thick with rage. "Hah! Do you mean Ye Fan? That's what you called him, didn't you? I'm glad you brought him up. To be completely honest, I'm here to kill both of you." Without taking his eyes off He Yurou, he waved his arm.

Immediately, his men began ransacking the entire condominium.

"Nobody's in the bedroom, Mr. Brown!"

"Kitchen's empty, too!"

After several minutes, Jack's men fell back into formation as they delivered their findings.

"How is that possible? They left the theater together!" Jack frowned before turning to face He Yurou. "Where is he?"

She did not answer him. Instead, she dashed toward the table for her phone to call the police.

Striding ahead of her, Jack intercepted He Yurou and slapped her across the face so viciously that it sent her to the floor.

"Y-You hit me," He Yurou gasped in disbelief as she clutched her cheek. Tears welled up in her eyes as a result of fear and pain. Jack laughed again.

"Having trouble believing that the man who was so kind and obliging to you would one day raise a hand against you? Actually, I should be thanking you for waking me up from the delusion of holding you in high regard just because you treasure your purity. Turns out it's all a lie, isn't it? I have to admit that I was a d*mn fool for letting you play me."

Jack gave another cold laugh.

HeYurou's words to him at the entrance of the theater had broken him. The mere thought of the chaste woman he idolized being involved with another man overwhelmed him with rage and disgust. "Since he isn't here, I'll start with you. This is what happens to people who take me for granted."

Jack turned to his men. "Strip her naked and hang her from the balcony." "Please, no!" He Yurou screamed as tears poured down her cheeks, thrashing with all her might to no avail in the iron grip of the thugs. Her sobs grew to wails as they began to rip her clothes off.

Jack's smile became widened at her misery.

"I really did like you, you know. From the moment I first laid eyes on you, the fact that your body was virgin snow that no man had ever explored only served to make you irresistible to me. You were my pure and unadulterated goddess. I would have been willing to give up everything for you, but you betrayed me. So don't blame me for what's about to happen, Yurou. I'm not the one who did this to you. You brought this upon yourself. You really shouldn't have slept with another man."

Jack shook his head wistfully. The dim light upon his face revealed a frightening and remorseful expression.

"No! Let go of me!" He Yurou struggled as tears of horror rolled down her cheeks.