A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1927

"Turn yourself in and accept the death that I shall now bestow upon you."

A heavenly voice resounded through the forest.

Upon hearing that, Ye Fan stopped in his tracks abruptly and narrowed his eyes.

"Ye Fan, w-who is that? 1-1 don't know him. He doesn't look like he's from Folo Palace." Noa was frightened by the figure standing on the horizon.

The figure had a domineering aura, and it was as if he could obliterate the world with just that.

Noa was horrified by the murderous aura.

Without saying a word, Ye Fan gradually lowered his body and put Noa down on the ground. "Stay here. Don't go anywhere."

After putting her down, Ye Fan was about to leave when Noa pulled at him forcefully.

She kept shaking her head in horror as she looked at Ye Fan.

She was trying to stop him from going forward.

After all, they were now at Folo Palace, the base of India's martial arts world.

If a fight occurs, Ye Fan will definitely be in trouble if he goes alone. Noa was worried about him.

However, Ye Fan wouldn't turn back after coming such a long way. Junie is in trouble, and I don't even know If she's dead or alive. I've already lost too many people I care about. I can't lose anyone else. I will proceed no matter how dangerous things might get. I'd like to see exactly how capable India is. Back then, even Chu Sect couldn't keep hold of me. I refuse to believe India's Folo Palace is more dangerous than Chu Sect.

With those thoughts in his mind, he left her and walked toward the horizon on his own.

Once again, Chu Tianfan was heading toward a potentially violent and life-threatening battle.

Noa suddenly felt the urge to cry as she watched Ye Fan walking toward danger on his own. I wonder how would the woman named Junie feel if she were to see a fearless man willing to walk into danger in order to save her. She'd feel very happy, right? At least she'd know there's a man who cares about her so much.

Besides, he's such a brilliant man. In fact, he's like an angel!

She felt envious of Junie. How I wish he'd see me the way he sees Junie, even if it's just for a brief moment. I'd have no regrets even if I were to die right after that.

Just like that, Ye Fan headed straight toward the man with a domineering aura.

Before long, he had arrived right in front of him.

The two of them stood facing each other.

Beneath them, Grange River was flowing rapidly.

The rushing water roared in the valley, sounding like a ghost from the abyss.

A gust of strong and cold wind blew past.

"So, you're Chu Tianfan? I heard you were once ranked first in the Sky Ranking." The man was sizing Ye Fan up.

Although he knew Ye Fan was young, he was stumped when he saw exactly how young Ye Fan was.

Ye Fan ignored the man's question and said in a low voice, "Did Fen Tian send you to stop me? Tell him to let Junie go, and I'd grant him a less painful death! After that, I'll leave."

Upon hearing that, Duolun burst into laughter. "Hahaha!"

One could hear the contempt and mockery in his deafening laughter.

"What an arrogant brat! You've intruded India's martial arts world and killed my fellow countrymen. Yet, you've come here to threaten India's Supreme, and you want us to hand someone over? I haven't even dealt with the wrongs you've done! B*stard, don't you think you're being too full of yourself?" Duolun sneered.

When he talked, he sounded high and mighty, like a deity.

Ye Fan was unperturbed. Instead, he raised his gaze toward him and glared at his counterpart coldly. "Is that so? Do you really think I'm being too full of myself? Well, I have a lot more in mind actually! For example, Once I've killed Fen Tian, I'm going to demolish Folo Palace and put an end to India's martial arts world. Also, I planned to flatten your mountains so that the warm breeze could reach China's barren land. That way, it'll become a prosperous area."

Since Ye Fan was speaking in a carefree tone, one would think that he was cracking a joke.

Duolun was infuriated. “B*stard! Don't you know you're about to die? How dare you speak so shamelessly? But, seeing that you're still young, I'm going to give you a chance. I want you to break both your arms and kneel before me. From now on, you'll worship me and become my loyal servant. If you do that, I'll let you live," he said in a deep voice.

In response, Ye Fan shook his head and laughed. "I can't believe you're even dumberthan Fen Tian! As ridiculous as he could be, at least he wasn't dumb enough to ask me to worship him. Looking at you now I can see that you bear an uncanny resemblance to a caveman. I would have thought that only your body looks like that of a caveman, but it seems that even your brain is underdeveloped, making you nothing more than just a mindless beast!"

"How dare you!" Duolun was livid.

"Such insolence! Chu Tianfan, how dare you disrespect Duolun? My senior is an esteemed figure in the martial arts world! Even Ye Qingtian of China has acknowledged Duolun's superiority! Not only did you say Duolun looks like a caveman, but you also said his brain is underdeveloped?" Somewhere along Grange River, there was a bald old man listening to their confrontation silently. However, he was fed up with the insults that Ye Fan was throwing at Duolun and couldn't help but chimed in angrily.

Ye Fan then shifted his gaze toward him and said, "Well, I'm not the only one who thinks so. You've just said it yourself, haven't you?"

"I..." The bald old man was rendered speechless for a moment. In the end, all he could say was, "I-I was just repeating what you said!"

"Eh, potato potahto." Ye Fan shrugged. He then shifted his gaze back toward Duolun and teased, "See? Even your junior agreed with me. He even repeated it again!"

"You b*stard!" the bald old man fumed. He then turned toward Duolun and explained hastily, "Duolun, please don't listen to him. He's just trying to stir the pot!"

"You idiot! Just shut the hell up!" Duolun was enraged. "If you want to watch, just keep your mouth

shut!"

After reprimanding the bald old man, Duolun shifted his gaze toward Ye Fan. "You're good with words. I'll give you that! Nonetheless, you're still going to die!"

"Is that so?" Ye Fan scoffed. "I think you're the one who's dying today! All these years, I've killed all the people who dared to stand in my way." "Enough!" Duolun roared.

He had given up arguing with Ye Fan. This young man is too good with his words. If I keep on bickering with him, I might just die from anger!

With that, Duolun decided to fight Ye Fan after he shouted at him.

Duolun held his sword up with both his hands and prepared for battle.

He then swung it at Ye Fan angrily.

With a burst of Qi, the sword instantly became a hundred meters long.

The sword was gleaming so brightly that it looked like it could cut the horizon in half.

"Isn't that Heavenly Sword Technique? Duolun, you've mastered Heavenly Sword Technique?" The bald old man was stunned.

Heavenly Sword Technique was an ancient technique passed down by the ancestors in India. It was the highest level of swordsmanship technique that was carved onto Folo Mountain.

For the past hundreds of years, no one in India had ever mastered the technique. But now, the ancient technique was seen again.