A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Jianghai.

After Sun Yu-Hao's departure, Ye Fan did not hurry to look for Qiu Mu-Cheng.

Instead, he turned around and looked behind him. The sanitation workers had just finished collecting the rubbish and were driving away in their truck. A man carrying a briefcase was hollering into his phone and, under a streetlamp, a pair of lovebirds were kissing each other frantically. Meanwhile, under the towering skyscrapers, vehicles continued to stream along the road. The night was as tranquil as still water. Everything was normal but, at the same time, it wasn't.

Ye Fan frowned.

Just then, Ye Fan's phone rang. The caller was Han. "Young Master, it seems your whereabouts have been discovered. Somebody in the family is taking action against you."

Ye Fan nodded and smiled lightly, "I didn't expect them to come so soon."

"Young Master, how about I send Tong Shan over to protect you? I fear for your safety," Han said worriedly.

But Ye Fan's reply was an indifferent smile. "There's no need. They did not succeed in eliminating me ten years ago, and they will not succeed now. They have come at just the right time. I have not seen blood for many years."

Ye Fan's eyes glinted coldly. Immediately, he made a turn and went into a bar.

"Here you are."

"Have a seat. I have waited for half an hour already."

But, unexpectedly, the moment Ye Fan walked into the bar, he heard the icy voice of a woman coming from beside him.

She was a heavily made-up woman with long hair, and could be considered beautiful. And the black silk stockings she was wearing helped to accentuate the length of her porcelain legs.

Ye Fan did not stand on ceremony. If someone was willing to offer him hospitality, he would take advantage of it.

"My time is limited, so I won't beat around the bush. Let's get straight to business."

"If it weren't for my uncle, I would not even be here today, let alone have this meeting with you." The long-haired beauty spoke in an icy tone of voice, that carried an air of superiority. As if she was doing Ye Far a huge favor, just by sitting in front of him.

"But since I am here, I will be frank with you."

"First of all, my future husband must have graduated from a renowned school and be successful in his career. His annual salary must be at least half a million. His parents must have at least high school level education. Both of them must be employed, ideally in an enterprise or institution."

"Secondly, you must own property in Jianghai's city center. It must be paid for in full and my name must be on the deed."

"Also, you must own a luxury car that is worth at least half a million. After our marriage, you must buy me a car of the same value."

"Finally, I intend to go out often with my male friends. You are not to interfere with that. Even when I get married, I will be no one's accessory."

"Do you have all these? Are you able to grant my requests?" The long-haired woman looked coldly at Ye Fan, her face filled with disgust and ridicule. Ye Fan kept quiet and continued to drink his tea.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" The long-haired woman laughed mockingly and then continued, "Since you are not saying anything, I will do it for you."

"You only have an associate degree and you were born in the countryside. Right now, you are working at some lousy company that only pays you four thousand and five hundred per month. Your parents are farmers. Even if you sell everything you own, you can only afford the down payment for a house in Jianghai. As for the half-a-million luxury car, you can only afford to dream about it."

"You are just a penniless and powerless weakling. And you are dressed so shabbily for your matchmaking meeting. I really have no idea where you found the courage to come to this meeting." "And you even asked my uncle to be our matchmaker. You are just a country bumpkin. Do you think you are worthy of me?"

The woman laughed coldly and she looked at Ye Fan with an air of superiority.

Inwardly, she was filled with loathing for the young man before her.

Under normal circumstances, she would never consider or agree to meet a poor man like him.

But her matchmaking partner had asked his parents to pester her uncle. And the parents were insistent on having a matchmaking meeting between her and

their son.

So the woman had no choice but to agree. She had to or she would risk embarrassing her uncle. And that explained why she was here tonight.

After hearing what the woman had to say, Ye Fan finally understood what was going on.

It looked like the long-haired beauty had mistaken him for her matchmaking partner.

But Ye Fan did not offer an explanation.

Instead, he laughed lightly and said, "You have said a lot of things. But I will only ask you one question. Are you still a virgin?"

"I-" Ye Fan's question had made her blush. And even though her mouth was opened, she could not say anything.

Finally, her embarrassment turned to anger and she screamed at Ye Fan. "You moronic male chauvinist pig!" "You lousy weakling! How dare you make demands? It is a tremendous honor just to be able to see me!"

"You are the first person I have met who asks such an absurd question during a matchmaking meeting!"

The woman's guilty conscience caused her to lash out at Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan ignored her and smiled to himself. From her reaction, Ye Fan could tell that the heavily made-up woman before him was a veteran of the bedroom.

"My wife is still the best after all."

Ye Fan sighed and, at this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the bar. He looked around for a while before making his way toward Ye Fan's table. And then, he sat down beside the long-haired woman.

"Get lost!"

"You dried-up old prune! How dare you try to take advantage of me? You cradle robber! How dare you lust after someone way out of your league?" The long-haired woman assumed that the middle-aged man was attracted to her and trying to flirt with her.

Piak-

The man's slap sent the long-haired woman flying for a few meters. After smashing a number of tables and chairs, she finally landed and sprawled on the floor. Her mouth was filled with blood but, just then, she was too frightened to even move, let alone scold her assailant.

"Mr. Chu, finally it is quiet."

"Nobody to bother us now."

The man sat in front of Ye Fan and smiled indifferently.

Ye Fan looked at the middle-aged man and poured him a cup of tea. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

"No," The man shook his head and replied. "I think there is no need to talk to a dying man."

As the man spoke, he studied the plainly dressed young man sitting before him, like a wolf savoring the sight of his prey.

He thought he would be able to see the sight of Ye Fan panicking, but he was left disappointed.

Ye Fan remained composed. And a bright smile danced on his lips as he sipped his tea leisurely.

"Mm? This bar serves good tea. Why don't you have a sip too?" Ye Fan said as he tried to strike up a conversation with the stranger.

The middle-aged man frowned immediately, when he saw that he had failed to instill fear in his prey. It was a huge blow to his pride as a professional killer.

"A person is said to have the makings of a general, if he can appear calm even when his heart is in turmoil. To be honest, I admire your composure." "But it's a shame that your birth was a mistake." "And your existence is a humiliation for the Chu family."

"If you have kept your head down in the countryside, the Chus might decide to spare your life. But, even though you are just an insignificant existence, you have chosen to covet things that you are not supposed to covet."

"Do you know what happens to people who try to bite off more than they can chew?"

"Do you know what happens to people who indulge in unrealistic dreams?"

"You will find out tonight." In the stillness of the night, the man smiled sinisterly and his deep voice rang out slowly. The sound carried with it a fear-inspiring killing intent.

The high and mighty voice spoke as if it was the ruler of the world, and had authority over the lives of others.

Ye Fan laughed and asked, "Really? You

and whose army?"

"I am not acting alone. It pays to be careful after all!" The man's expression turned cold. Suddenly, he waved his hand toward the window and yelled, "Now!"

Smash-

All at once, the glass in the door and windows shattered.

And then, seven figures in black suits suddenly appeared in the bar, as if they were ghosts. The crescent-shaped knives in their hands glinted in the light, as they moved to surround Ye Fan. "Ah-" "Help! They are going to kill us~"

The sudden turn of events had frightened the patrons in the bar, and they started screaming in panic.

The woman, who had mistaken Ye Fan for her matchmaking partner, was hiding in a corner and crying in terror.

But Ye Fan remained calm, even as the killers surrounded him.

Like a tranquil lake that refused to be disturbed, even as it was being battered by a storm.

He remained like that until the black-suited killers reached him. Suddenly, the faint smile vanished from Ye Fan's face, and his eyes glinted with a cold light. He raised the porcelain cup in his hand and threw the contents into the air.

Slosh-

The tea in the cup flew out, as quick as lightning!

And the tea leaves were as swords, while the water became as sharp as a sabre!

Pong Pong Pong Pong-

A series of thuds rang out, and the seven killers were sent flying away before they could touch Ye Fan. Their bodies crashed through the windows like cannon balls and landed outside the bar.

In the blink of an eye, the seven men had all fallen.

Ye Fan's miraculous skill shocked the onlookers.

All at once, everyone in the bar who had been panicking were dumbfounded. The long-haired woman who had been Ye Fan's matchmaking partner was staring unflinchingly at him, as if he was a ghost. How was it possible to send seven huge men flying, with just a cup of water?

Screw this shit?

Is he still human?

He must be Superman!

Until just now, she would never have thought that, underneath his ordinary exterior, her matchmaking partner would be so awesome.

Perhaps, she had struck gold here?

Dead silence. The bar was filled with dead silence.

Just then, everyone in the bar was left speechless.

It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Ye Fan continued to sit composedly. And then, as he put down his cup, he laughed lightly. The silence in the room was broken.

"Waiter, refill my tea!"

The waiter shivered and, after a long while, he stammered his reply.

"Yes...yes..."