A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 1937

As Ye Fan slowly stood up, strong winds started blowing in the surroundingthat was calm and quiet a while ago.

An invisible and powerful aura began spreading out in all directions from where Ye Fan stood.

“Is this really Chu Tianfan, the one who ranks first on the Sky Ranking?” King Folo muttered under his breath with a frown.

It was his first time seeing Ye Fan in person, and he could feel an incredibly powerful aura being unleashed the moment Ye Fan opened his eyes.

So, this is the man who shocked everyone in the martial arts world... My goodness, he sure is a young one! Honestly, why does China have such ridiculous martial arts talents? Ye Qingtian was one back in the day, and now we've got Chu Tian fan over here. Is China some kind of special land chosen by the heavens or something? Well, anyway, now isn't the time to be worrying about that!

King Folo met Ye Fan's gaze with his own as he asked coldly, “You've killed some of the most powerful fighters of India. Don't you think you've gone too far?

Do you know what it means to kill the Supremes of another country? I now have a legitimate excuse to declare war on the martial arts world of China, and you, Chu Tianfan, will be the one responsible for the damage!”

King Folo's expression was icy-cold, and his tone was filled with a burning rage.

Beingthe head of the martial arts world in India, King Folo exuded an authoritative aura when he spoke.

With just a few sentences, he was able to showcase the power of his country so well that even Noa went pale and curled up in fear.

After all, his words carried too much weight for any young person to withstand.

It must be a terrible feeling to be the one who started the war between the martial arts worlds of the two countries.

The huge responsibility and extreme guilt that would result from it was something beyond Noa's wildest imaginations.

If this event were to be recorded in history, that one single person would be labeled as the villain and be

hated by the people of both countries.

Ye Fan paused for a moment before giving King Folo a strange look as he asked, “So what if I am responsible for it? In the worst-case scenario, you martial arts leaders from powerful countries will just come after me again. I've been branded as a public enemy of the world many years ago. Given how horrible my reputation has gotten, do you think I even give a d*mn about responsibility? Besides, I'm actually looking forward to seeing you folks from Folo Palace clash with the pillars of China in Mount Yan! I'm sure it'd be exciting to watch!”

His carefree smile and nonchalant attitude made King Folo's threats sound like child's play.

Naturally, King Folo didn't take too kindly to that and went livid with rage.

Since he had come here to negotiate, he never truly intended to fight Sword Saint and the others in Mount Yan.

Everything he said earlier was merely meant to intimidate Ye Fan and crush his confidence to smoother, out the negotiation process later.

After all, asserting dominance was crucial when it came to negotiations.

Those who lacked dominance would be at a disadvantage and keep compromising throughout the negotiation.

However, King Folo's attempt at asserting dominance clearly wasn't working as Ye Fan didn't care about a war breaking out between the two countries at all.

If anything, Ye Fan seemed to look forward to Folo Palace challenging War God Castle, and that puzzled King Folo to no end.

Is this guy really a supreme grandmaster that had his title given by War God Castle?

Having lost his patience, Ye Fan went straight to the point and asked, “All right, enough of this nonsense. Did you bring me the person I asked for?”

“Insolence! How dare you talk to the head of Folo Palace like that, Chu Tianfan? King Folo's position in India issimilarto Sword Saint's in the martial arts world of China! He isn't someone you can afford to offend!” Haibu shouted angrily.

Ye Fan burst out laughing in response like he had just heard the funniest joke ever. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“So, you're saying that I should treat King Folo here the same way I would treat Sword Saint back in China?” he asked.

“That's right! King Folo is equal to Sword Saint in terms of his status and background. A young man like you should treat your elders with respect!” Haibu replied.

“All right, then. Would you like me to demonstrate how I treated Sword Saint back in Mount Van?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

A look of confusion spread across Haibu's face when he heard that.

Is Chu Tian fan all right in the head? Why would he demonstrate how he shows his elders respect? Well, since he offered to show us, I suppose I wouldn't mind having the Sky Ranking's number one fighter show me respect.

With that in mind, Haibu gladly agreed to it. “Sure, if you don't mind.”

Smack!

Those words had barely left his mouth when Ye Fan slapped him across the cheek.

He moved so fast that Haibu was already lying on the ground by the time they realized what was going on.

Haibu's face was all swollen up, and there was some blood in his mouth too.

“You b*stard! How dare you hit me?” Haibu shouted with bloodshot eyes as he scrambled to his feet and got into his fighting stance.

“What's the matter? You can't take a hit? You were the one who asked me to hit you, remember?” Ye Fan said with an innocent expression.

“F*ck you! Since when I said that?” Haibu yelled furiously through clenched teeth.

“You don't believe me? Why don't you ask King Folo over here, then? You're the one who asked me to treat you the same way I treat Sword Saint, and that's how I usually treat him. To be honest, I actually held back on the power of that hit. If Sword Saint ever disrespects me again like you just did, I'd probably beat him till he's half dead!” Ye Fan replied with a chuckle.

“Like hell I'd believe that! Who do you think you are, huh?” Haibu's eyes were so red that they looked like they would start shooting fire at any time.

This was the second time Ye Fan had hit him, and the wound from the first hit had yet to heal.

“It's up to you whether you believe it or not,” Ye Fan said casually.

Noa couldn't help but giggle as she watched from the side.

My goodness... Ye Fan is such a meanie for messing with Haibu like that! This is probably the only time Ye Fan acts like a young man in his twenties. That mischievous and playful attitude is what a man of his age should have!

“You-”

Haibu was about to say something further, but King Folo stopped him by shouting, “That's enough! Shut your mouth!”

The look on King Folo's face turned gloomy as he found Haibu's actions embarrassing.

So much for my efforts to try and crush Ye Fan's confidence... Now that Haibu has gotten slapped by him, Ye Fan now holds the upper hand!

“We didn't come here to squabble with you, Chu Tianfan. I know you came to India to rescue your woman. Keep in mind that you have trespassed into the country and killed our Supremes in cold blood. Given the severity of your crimes, we could have both you and your woman executed, and it still would not be punishment enough. However, in view of your young age and our affiliation with Ye Qingtian, we are willing to let you off the hook. In exchange, you are to incapacitate your combat prowess, return to China, and swear on your life that you'll never set foot in India again. If you dothat, I will guarantee your safe return and also deliveryour woman back to China so you two can reunite with each other.”