A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1808

Just when everyone thought Ye Fan's doom was sealed, a shadowy figure appeared at the very last moment.

It flashed past their shocked expressions before stopping in front of Ye Fan to shield him.

The very next moment, countless rays of light were drawn to the figure before he was struck by the devastating thunderbolt.

"General!"

"General Long!"

The sudden turn of events had everyone stunned.

The subordinates who were following Long Baichuan from behind wept.

All of them could not control the overwhelming sorrow they felt.

The situation had Ye Fan equally dumbstruck, as he did not expect the weakened Long Baichuan to absorb the attack on his behalf.

Subsequently, Long Baichuan collapsed onto the ground, breathless and covered in injuries.

No one could tell whether the brave general was dead or alive.

"Baichuan, why did you have to do that?"

Ye Fan was filled with sorrow. The eyes that once carried a commanding gaze were now filled with tears.

"You insolent weakling! You have no one to blame for your death other than yourself! There's no way a Grandmaster like you can stop my Divine Thunderbolt. Did you actually think that you were able to save Chu Tianfan? That's nothing but a pipe dream!" Fen Tian sneered as he stared at Long Baichuan's fallen body.

His eyes were filled with cold indifference as if his victim was nothing but an insignificant insect.

Of course, Long Baichuan's collapse did not stop Fen Tian from changing his mind about killing Ye Fan.

When he was done laughing, he slashed his sword down, a glint in his eyes.

Consequently, a powerful energy arc was unleashed in Ye Fan's direction.

The moment it struck him, blood splattered into the air.

Despite being drenched in blood, Ye Fan survived the attack.

As someone who had once terrified the world, he maintained his defiant stance.

He stood tall in the face of his enemies; his towering figure made for a majestic sight. "Dragon Master!"

“Mr. Chu!”

Everyone on the ship could feel their eyes redden, while Xu Lei and the rest burst into tears.

"You b*stard! We'll kill you!"

"We'll kill you!" Iwai Zen roared through gritted teeth.

By exerting all his strength, he released the aura of a supreme grandmaster and charged forward with his submachine gun. Aiming at Fen Tian and Chu Yuan,

he unleashed a hail of bullets in their direction.

Unfortunately, it was a futile effort.

The two martial artists in front of him were the most powerful of all.

Even a nuclear bomb might not be enough to kill them, let alone simple firearms.

Therefore, when Iwai Zen finally ran out of ammunition, Chu Yuan and the rest did not even have a scratch on them.

Instead, Chu Yuan moved his fingers slightly and formed an energy blade with them.

The next moment, he swung his hand and shot the energy blade forward.

"Stop, you b*stard!" Ye Fan bellowed as he attempted to dive forward to save them.

Unfortunately, it was to no avail.

Underneath everyone's watchful gazes, Chu Yuan's energy blade pierced through Iwai Zen's chest, causing blood to spew out like a fountain. "Grandpa Iwai!" "Rock Dragon!"

The moment Iwai Zen collapsed onto the ground, tears gushed down Chiike Shizuka's cheeks while Li Er and the rest screamed in rage. Enduring the excruciating pain that was radiating throughout his limbs, Ye Fan dashed to Iwai Zen's side and held up the latter's body. "D-Dragon Master, I-I'm sorry. The next time y-you return to Mount Chumen, I-I'm afraid I-I won't be able to be by your side. T-Take care of yourself." Grasping Ye Fan's hand tightly, Iwai Zen tried his best to eke out a smile.

Back when they were facing the Chu family, Iwai Zen refused to fight and was accused of being a deserter. However, when placed in a life-and-death situation, he dashed forward without any hesitation.

Despite facing impending death, he felt no fear at all. Instead, all he had left for Ye Fan was a gentle smile. Just when he wanted to say more, Iwai Zen vomited a mouthful of blood the moment he opened his mouth.

In spite of that, he used the last of his energy to hand Ye Fan a blood-covered postcard he kept by his chest. With that, he finally left the world of man.

In the winter of that very year, Rock Dragon passed away.

At the same time, blood began to flow into the seas of China.

When Ye Fan shifted his gaze from the elderly man to the postcard in his hand, his body began to tremble as his fingers balled into a fist.

"Chu Tianfan, why do you insist on continuing to struggle? Do you want everyone on the ship to be killed before you're satisfied? Including Oska, this is the third man who died because of you." Giving Ye Fan a condescending look, Chu Yuan burst into unrestrained laughter.

The haughty expression on his face seemed to dictate that everything was under his control.

Having heard the revelation, Ye Fan shivered again.

"Is Oska a-also dead?"

No one, other than that howling breeze, responded to him.

Meanwhile, the raging waves seemed to be swallowing the entire sky and earth.

"You b*stard!"

"All of you are nothing but assh*les!"

"Today, we, the members of the Dragon God Hall, will knock out your teeth even if it means sacrificing our lives!"

Iwai Zen's death had utterly infuriated Li Erand the rest.

Long Baichuan's fiancee was still waiting for him, while Iwai Zen was still dreaming of seeing his granddaughter. Unfortunately, their dreams could no longer be fulfilled.

Driven mad by rage, everyone on the ship charged forward without a care for their own lives, just like moths to a flame.

However, just when Li Er and the others were about to surge ahead, Ye Fan thundered, "Everyone, stop!"

At that moment, all of them were stunned.

Li Er froze where he stood, while Chen Ao's gaze was filled with shock.

As for Xu Lei, Chiike Shizuka, and the others, all of them gave Ye Fan a listless look.

"Ye Fan?"

"Dragon Master?"

“Mr. Chu?”

Everyone stared at him, as no one had any idea what he wanted to do.

Confusion and anxiety reigned in everyone's mind.

After stopping the crowd, Ye Fan turned around and swept a piercing gaze across Chu Yuan, Fen Tian, and his other enemies.

The moment his eyes landed on them, they felt a chill down their spines as if the Devil himself was staring at them.

Even Chu Yuan was intimidated by his glare.

Finally, Ye Fan returned his attention to Chu Yuan and chuckled.

"Chu Yuan, do you know that the biggest thing I'm ashamed of is that I share the same blood as you? I do not resent being born into the Chu family. Instead, I just hate the fact that I'm your grandson!" With that, Ye Fan looked up and laughed uncontrollably.

His laughter was so loud that it sounded like thunder rumbling through the sky.

From it, one could feel the sorrow of a man soon to be martyred.

"Hahaha! Congratulations, you have won. Since all of you insist upon my death, I do not seem to have any other choice. I just hope that you will keep your promise not to harm the members of Dragon God Hall."

What?

Only when Ye Fan finished did everyone realize what his intentions were.

Consequently, Li Er and the rest could not resist panicking.

"Mr. Chu, no!" Li Er rushed forward like a mad man.

"Ye Fan..." Xu Lei collapsed onto the ground, crying.

"Dragon Master, please don't!"

Behind them, thousands of their disciples began to wail.

At the same time, everyone desperately tried to come forward and stop Ye Fan.

However, it was already too late.

With a stomp of his feet, a thousand swords were jolted into the air.

Under his control, the swords stabbed into his chest, causing his blood to spew everywhere.

With that, the legendary figure, Chu Tianfan, collapsed onto the ground and died that day.