A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2103

The vast sky was blood red.

On the summit of Mount Yunding, an aloof figure stood there upright like a long spear.

The moment he emerged, everyone felt like the grand mountains were merely his backdrop.

His hair and clothes fluttered in the wind, and the setting sun painted him red.

As he stood on the horizon, he looked down at the mountains with an unfathomable gaze.

This place was once his abode where he made countless beautiful and heartwarming memories with his wife.

It was a home he could come back to in order to rest his body and soul.

Yet now, the peace had been shattered, and the good times were left in the past.

All he could feel and see were the chilling wind and traces of blood.

At that moment, indescribable sorrow and immense anger surged through him.

“D*mn you, Chu Sect! Were you the ones who did this?”

His angry voice boomed like thunder.

The next second, a powerful force exploded like a nuclear bomb from where he stood and spread out swiftly in all directions.

Everyone was struck dumb by the tremendous power he unleashed.

Even Anderson, the elder of Chu Sect, was stunned.

“Oh no! Hurry and take cover! Hide!”

Sensing the terrifying energy in the outburst, Anderson widened his eyes and urged the members of Chu Sect to take cover behind structures.

However, none of them could beat the speed of the energy wave.

Following the person's roar, the ground of Mount Yunding shook violently.

Rocks shattered into bits, and cracks appeared on the ground rapidly as if an earthquake had just happened.

Naturally, the people standing on the ground were worse off.

Screams were heard the next moment as countless Chu Sect members were sent flying while spewing blood.

Even Anderson and the other Supreme Grandmasters failed to defend themselves from the power of the roar.

They were forced to stagger back a few steps; each step of theirs made a crater on the ground.

“D*mn it! Who's there? Who is he? How could he be so powerful?”

Considering how just one roar carried so much power, the man was most likely on a much higher level than a supreme grandmaster.

At that thought, Anderson felt like he was about to go insane.

He couldn't understand why it was so difficult to take over a tiny Jiangdong when they had already taken down War God Castle on Mount Yan.

Accidents kept happening.

There was first the odd formation and that creepy calf, and now, an unknown person was standing in their way.

With the warriors of Chu Sect hurled hundreds of meters away, only the people from China were left on Mount Yunding.

As the dust gradually settled to the ground, the face of the lean figure was finally revealed.

“I-It's...”

“Mr. Chu, is that really you?”

Although Li Er and the others had a hunch, they were still thunderstruck when they saw the man again after so many years.

Soon, the faces of everyone from Jiangdong were wet with tears. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“It's Mr. Chu. It's really Mr. Chu! Mr. Chu's spirit saw our sufferings and finally showed up to save us!”

Li Er couldn't help but shed tears of joy.

Without hesitation, he dropped down to his knees in Ye Fan's direction.

Seeing that, the others did the same.

“Thank you, Mr. Chu. Thank you for thinking of us even after your death.”

“Long live Mr. Chu!”

In no time, half of the people on Mount Yunding were on their knees.

Ye Yuyan remained standing, though her beautiful eyes were also gleaming with tears.

The injured members of Green Dragon Force, including Qin Shan and Gao Dazhuang, did not kneel either.

For some reason, the three of them had a feeling that the figure before them was not Ye Fan's spirit.

Rather, he was the real Ye Fan.

“Li... Li Er... Those idiots...”

The dying Lu Ziming, who lay there while breathing heavily, smiled helplessly.

That's the real Ye Fan! He's alive and well.

He didn't expect the people from Jiangdong to think that it was Ye Fan's spirit.

Huangniu, who was hiding in the distance, also chuckled in exasperation.

“Gosh, are you guys stupid? Ye Fan isn't dead. What death and spirit are you talking about?” it cursed at Li Er and his company.

Then, it swung its tail and ran to Ye Fan. “You fool! Why didn't you wait till they're all dead before coming? D*mn it, you made me risk my life for you while you were enjoying out there! Look at how bruised my handsome face is!”

As Huangniu complained in annoyance, it even pointed at its scarred face with its hoof like a general showing his scars to the king after returning from battle.

Unlike his usual self, Ye Fan did not argue with Huangniu this time.

He glanced at the calf and said, “You've worked hard.”

With that, he walked down Mount Yunding and first headed toward Ye Qingtian.

Ye Qingtian was covered in blood, seeming like he was on the brink of death.

Nevertheless, he couldn't conceal the astonishment and surprise when he saw Ye Fan.

He reached out and touched Ye Fan, asking, “It's... It's really you? You're not dead?”

His voice was as feeble as a candlelight in the wind.

Ye Fan nodded and answered softly, “War God, I didn't die. I am back.”

His words were met with a long silence.

After some time, a relieved smile appeared on Ye Qingtian's sorrowful face.

“Haha... Hahaha!”

He started laughing, but blood gushed out of his mouth soon as a series of coughs overtook him.

Ye Fan hurriedly took out a pill and fed it to Ye Qingtian.

“Don't talk anymore. You're heavily wounded. Take this pill. It can't heal your injuries, but it can replenish your energy. Once the war is over, I'll get you treated. Hang in there, War God. Just hang in there until I end this war.”

There were no traces of sadness or joy on Ye Fan's attractive face.

However, people close to him would know that this meant he was utterly infuriated and saddened.

Ye Qingtian smiled. Unable to talk anymore, he pointed at Ye Yuyan and then in the opposite direction of Mount Yunding.

What he was trying to say was clear.

He wanted Ye Fan to escape with his child.

Chu Sect was way too powerful.

They had Chu Yuan, several Supreme elders, that monster, and even Tang Yun, who had yet to appear.

There was no way Ye Fan alone could close the huge gap between Chu Sect and the martial arts world of China.

War God Castle had fallen, and the pillars of China had also collapsed.

Even Ye Qingtian himself had been incapacitated.

Now, China only had Ye Fan to count on.

“War God, I've hidden for three years, and I won't do that anymore. We have to put an end to this. If we win, I will rebuild China with you. If we lose, we will die together,” Ye Fan said in a low voice.

His firm words felt heavier than a mountain.