A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1855

Junie was filled with anticipation to see Ye Fan return to his past glory. She wanted to see the regret and horror on his enemies' faces.

However, he shook his head with a grin. "You silly gal, you're just as violent as always. To be honest, if not for my unfinished business and the fact that I have someone waiting for me, I prefer not to own such power."

Life in the martial arts world was extremely unpredictable.

After having journeyed through it, Ye Fan experienced the full spectrum of what it entailed. He had gained a lot but lost even more.

Thinking back at times, it felt as if everything was nothing but a dream.

Even at that moment, he could not shake the image of Gaius' resolute gaze and the tears of his significant other on Mount Chumen out of his mind.

In fact, he wished he could give up everything for the happiness and safety of the ones he cared about.

After all, no one enjoyed living a cruel life filled with death and devastation.

Unfortunately, such was the life of one living in the martial arts world regardless of how tiring it was.

The worst part was that all his good intentions and efforts were met with scorn and ridicule by China's martial arts world.

No one could understand how disillusioned he was.

The hatred he felt for the martial arts world and all the killing and politics that came with it suddenly overwhelmed him.

If only it were possible, his dream was to live in seclusion inside a deep forest together with Qiu Mucheng and those who were close to him.

There, he wouldn't need to kill nor spill any blood.

He could spend his days watching the flowers bloom in the garden and the clouds pass leisurely by.

By doing so, he would be able to live the peaceful life his mother and wife had so wished for him.

Unfortunately, such thoughts were nothing but a

luxury now.

Until he destroyed Chu Sect and exacted revenge on behalf of Angie, the four Dragon Slayers, and the five Dragon King, he still had to carry the massive burden placed upon him.

There was no way he could retire from the martial arts world until all those matters were resolved.

"Ye Fan, what are you talking about?"

Stunned to hear such words from him, Junie's excitement turned into concern.

"Ye Fan, do you not intend to make a comeback?" she asked earnestly as she stared at him.

After a momentary silence, he tousled her hair with a grin. "Junie, to be honest, I have considered that during the last two years. It isn't a bad idea to let the legend of Chu Tianfan end on that fateful winter's day. However, it's as you have said. If I leave, what will happen to those from Dragon God Hall who are waiting for my return? What will they do? Consequently, I have decided to make a comeback and resolve matters once and for all. Once that is done, I'll build a home in some far-flung place where no one can find me. There, I'll plant some fruit trees and raise some dogs. Together, we will clear some land for a vegetable farm.

"I'll wake up every day amidst the chirping of the birds. Then, I'll toil the land and watch the seeds germinate. At the end of the day, I'll get together with some newly made friends to share a meal and drink the night away. It would be an amazingly quiet and blissful life. Haha, that's provided I can survive till then. After all, my next few battles are not a walk in the park. Any loss of concentration might cause me to be defeated by my foes. By then, I might not be as lucky as the last time. Anyway, enough of such talk. Junie, I'll send you home first."

Even though Ye Fan had said a lot in a joking manner, those words came from the depths of his heart.

"Mm-hmm." Nodding, Junie didn't say much as she headed back together with Ye Fan.

On the journey home, she remarked, "Don't you have something to do? You should go on ahead. I can go home myself to formulate your medication."

"It's all right. It won't take long." Just as he spoke, Ye Fan stopped abruptly and held Junie back.

"Ye Fan, what's wrong?" she asked curiously.

Instead of answering her, he smiled at the corner of the street in front of them. "Mr. Meng, since you're here, you might as well show yourself."

Ye Fan's voice rang out amidst the silent surroundings.

Soon, the faint sound of footsteps could be heard.

Just as expected, Meng Chuan, who had left in a huff earlier, emerged with over ten burly men armed with clubs.

"You b*stard, are you a dog? How did you notice us from so far away? It seems you are smart enough to realize that there's no escape. In that case, I'll just get to the point. If you cooperate with me and hand over the goods, I'll spare your life."

Meng Chuan stood among his men with a cold and threatening glare.

The reason he left earlier was to gather men to spring an ambush on Ye Fan, for he had to get his hands on the clover herb by hook or by crook.

While Meng Chuan was issuing his threats, an argument broke out between Ye Fan and Junie.

"Ye Fan, why did you hold me back? If I had sprinkled my powder on them just now, they wouldn't even be yapping away right now."

Junie was upset.

Ye Fan smiled wryly. "Forget it, let's not make it difficult for them. I feel bad for taking advantage of Mr. Meng just now. Hence, I think we should let him go this time."

"Shut up, you b*stards! Aren't you aware of the situation you're in right now? Shouldn't I be the one speaking in that tone?" Meng Chuan exploded in a rage at how arrogant they were.

However, just as he finished, he felt a cold breeze blow past.

When he looked up again, he realized Ye Fan and Junie had disappeared into thin air.

"Wh-Where are they?"

Meng Chuan was utterly stunned, while his subordinates looked around in panic.

No one had expected two live humans to disappear without a trace.

"Find them! Even if you must turn the city upside down, those two b*stards must be found!" Meng Chuan's furious voice echoed through the street.

More than ten miles away, there was an old mansion.

Any family who lived in Livingsfill for generations knew the mansion was built a few hundred years ago.

Back then, it was where the emperor had stayed when he visited Livingsfill.

A few hundred years later, the mansion was still standing but its ownership had changed hands.

Outside the main door, Lu Ziming had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Zhang is grievously ill; he no longer sees any guests. Please stop waiting here and go home instead. After all, you still won't be able to see him even if you stay another night," a servant informed respectfully.

In spite of that, Lu Ziming ignored him and continued to wait.

As the sky grew dark, he finally lost his patience.

Raising his head, he used his Qi to amplify his voice throughout the mansion and shouted, "Mr. Zhang, I know you're in there. Please grant me an audience because the Zhang family is facing an impending disaster. I'm sure you don't want your family to share the same fate as the Lu family, do you?"

Even though Lu Ziming's voice reverberated throughout the mansion, no one responded to him.

"Zhang Jiuling, if you don't answer me, I'll have to barge into the mansion. I'm sure you know the guards outside your home won't be able to stop me.

Regardless of what happens, I must see you today!"

As a result of his impatience, Lu Ziming's tone grew cold.

His gaze had also sharpened at the same time.

Just when he was about to charge in, the heavy door finally creaked open.

The sight of a young girl dressed in white martial arts garb greeted him. With her black hair tied into a ponytail, she walked out with a wooden sword in her hand. "Mr. Lu, Grandpa has asked you to come in."