A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 144 What Is Power?

Isn't he supposed to be badly beaten up?

Isn't he supposed to be lying in a gully somewhere?

How is it possible for him to be here?

As they looked at the young man who was once again standing before them, both Wang Yu and Liu

Jia-Wei were dumbstruck.

And Liu Jia-Wei's expression turned as sombre as a graveyard.

In the end, he did not say a word. But when he turned around to glare at Wang Yu, his eyes looked like

they were about to spit fire. The look on Liu Jia-Wei's face seemed to be saying, "You idiot! How did

you manage to fail such a simple task? You can't even deal with a country bumpkin! Why should I keep

you around?”

All his plans had come to nothing. Just then, Liu Jia-Wei was so angry that he wished he could kick

Wang Yu to death.

Wang Yu felt aggrieved and grimaced helplessly to show that he had no idea what had gone wrong.

"Fan, why did you come only now? We have been waiting a long time for you." Chen Nan looked at Ye

Fan and asked in mock anger. When Ye Fan had failed to show up on time, she had worried that he

had fallen prey to Zhao Wu-Ji's men.

Ye Fan smiled indifferently and said, "It's nothing. I ran into a little trouble and got delayed. It is all

thanks to Young Master Liu that I am able to return safe and sound."

Ye Fan's words contained a barb so, naturally, Liu Jia-Wei got even more unhappy. He snorted coldly

and scolded under his breath: "Hmph, you got lucky this time, country bumpkin. But you might not

enjoy such good luck the next time."

While the group was chatting away, the hall suddenly went silent.

"Ye Fan, look. The VIPs are going to make their entrance."

Li Xiao-Hong's face was flushed bright red. This was her first time attending such a grand event, so it

was only natural for her to get excited.

And just as she had said, a dozen or so female greeters in cheongsams hurried forward and lined up in

two rows after they had received their order. And then, they waited there respectfully.

Beneath their feet, the brand new red carpet extended for several dozen meters from the center of the

hall to outside the building.

At this moment, within the enormous hall, everyone's gaze was focused on the entrance.

Everyone was filled with reverence as they awaited the arrival of the VIPs.

Finally, as Li Er made his entrance, the hitherto quiet hall erupted into a frenzy.

"Ye Fan, look!" "That is Master Li Er! Master Li Er!"

"That is Master Li Er from Yunzhou! Our city!”

Li Xiao-Hong had gotten very agitated. After all, this was her first time seeing Master Li Er of Yunzhou

from such a close distance. Her face was flushed bright red and, in her excitement, her hand that was

clutching the corner of Ye Fan's shirt started to tremble.

When Chen Nan saw this, she covered her mouth and giggled. "Xiao-Hong, look at how silly you look

now."

"You probably do not know, but this fellow in front of you is a personage more powerful than Master Li Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Er of Yunzhou."

"Ha? Miss Chen Nan, are you talking about him?" Wang Yu asked as he turned his head to look

mockingly at Ye Fan. Clearly, he had overheard Chen Nan's conversation with Li Xiao-Hong.

"Haha~"

Him?"

"He is just a country bumpkin. What kind ofVIPis he?”

Wang Yu pointed at Ye Fan and spoke disdainfully, "You think he is more powerful than Master Li Er? If

that is true, then Young Master Liu is the king of the world."

At this moment, he was laughing so hard that his side ached.

Liu Jia-Wei also snorted in ridicule, but he could not bring himself to be bothered with Ye Fan.

As for Li Xiao-Hong, she merely smiled faintly and said, "Nan-Nan, your jokes are really funny."

Fine~

Since no one believed her, Chen Nan did not bother to explain further.

In any case, Ye Fan was going to fight in the tournament later on. At that time, they would know just

how radiant the "country bumpkin" they had been disparaging really was.

Ye Fan did not say anything. From the beginning, he had just been sitting quietly, listening quietly and

observing quietly.

At this moment, the crowd erupted into an uproar again.

"Good heavens~"

"Master Lei San! That is Master Lei San from Jingzhou!"

"The ruler of Jingzhou-”

"His power and status are equal to that of Master Li Er of Yunzhou!"

"Whoa! Quick, look! Isn't that Wang Jie-Xi of Haozhou?"

"The head of the Wang family!"

"The ruler of Haozhou?"

"I heard Wang Jie-Xi became the family head and started controlling Haozhou when he was just

twenty-nine!” "The Wang family is the number one family in Haozhou City."

"Even somebody as important as him is here today!"

There was tumult everywhere and, in every corner of the hall, voices could be heard talking about the

VIPs.

Each time a VIP appeared before the spectators, a reverent uproar would erupt from somewhere

among the crowd.

And finally, the mood within the hall peaked when the last two attendees made their appearance.

The whole place was in an uproar!

"Damn! That is Zhao Wu-Ji, the head of the Zhao family!"

"He is the number one tycoon in Jiangdong~"

"His personal wealth is estimated to be a hundred billion." 'This is a big shot! A super big shot!"

"Damn! Chen Ao!”

"Master Ao of Jianghai!"

"The King of Jiangdong, Chen Ao?"

"Good heavens!"

"Even a big shot like him has come?"

"What is going on today?"

"Why are all the leaders of Jiangdong here?"

Inside the hall, all of the nearly ten thousand spectators were in a frenzy.

Before the appearance of the VIPs, they had only known that the fight today would be an extraordinary

one. But this was beyond all their expectations.

It seemed the leaders of the eighteen cities of Jiangdong province had all gathered here.

Tonight, Mount Tai Hall had become the center of Jiangdong!

"Cheng-Cheng, did I hear it wrong?”

"Chen Ao is here too?"

"Good heavens!"

"The King of Jiangdong, Chen Ao?"

"What does he look like? I have never seen him before!"

"Is he good-looking? Does he have a son?"

"If I can successfully woo the son of Chen Ao, then wouldn't I become the Queen of Jiangdong?"

Su Qian had lost herself in the throes of excitement. As the red-faced and brighteyed girl clutched at

the corner of her friend's dress, she continued to chat away merrily.

Qiu Mu-Cheng was rendered speechless. She thought that her BFF was really vulgar, since the latter

only valued either money or power.

"That's enough. Stop looking.'

"You picked such lousy seats. Even if I jump, I still won't be able to see what he looks like," Qiu Mu-

Cheng complained angrily.

Yes, both Qiu Mu-Cheng and Su Qian were seated at the very last row at the back of the hall. And their

seats were at the corner that was furthest away from the ring where the fight was going to take place.

Not only were their seats far away from the center of the hall, they also did not have a good line of sight

to the front. If the spectators in front of them stood up or moved about, then the two girls would not be

able to see anything.

"There was nothing I could do about it. We came too late. I only managed to get these two tickets

because I threw a tantrum in front of my brother," Su Qian explained helplessly.

It could not be helped. The two girls had only decided to come yesterday. Since they had arrived late, it

was not possible for them to get good seats.

Just then, all the Jiangdong leaders had already entered the venue one after another. Wherever they

passed, cheers and reverential congratulations would erupt from the crowd. Eventually, their voices

coalesced into a stream that shook the firmament around them.

What was power? This.

Just because one man entered the hall, a ten thousand strong crowd was driven into a frenzy! And just

because he stood before them, they could not help but devote their attention to him!

From a distance away, Li Xiao-Hong gazed at the VIPs who stood at the peak of society. Just then, a

look of fascination could be seen in her beautiful eyes.

"Ye Fan, so they are the big shots?"

"No matter where they go, they exude such radiance. Wherever they are, they command attention and

respect from everyone."

"No matter how much I struggle, I will never be able to accomplish one tenth of what they have

accomplished."

Li Xiao-Hong exclaimed feelingly. From her words, one could feel a sense of inexplicable sense of

dejection.

The society she lived in was really unkind to poor people like her. The rich and powerful had control

over all sorts of resources. People without power or background, such as herself, faced an uphill battle

if they wanted to climb up the ladder of success.

Perhaps, if she worked hard her whole life, she just might be able to pay off her mortgage.

"But Ye Fan, I think you will be able to succeed."

"You may be poor and, right now, maybe you are still doing your best to make your way out of the

darkness."

"But I believe, in twenty years time, or maybe thirty years, you will become somebody like Master Li Er

or Master Lei San. At that time, you too will stand in the limelight and everyone's eyes will be on you."

Li Xiao-Hong said this with a smile and, when she looked at Ye Fan, an unfathomable light sparkled in

her eyes.

When she had first met Ye Fan, Li Xiao-Hong could sense an extraordinary aura exuding from him.

Since then, she had held an inexplicable confidence in him.

She knew that this young man, who had also come from a poor family in the countryside, would one

day become an extraordinary person! It might take him many years, but she believed that he would be

able to do it.