A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2157

A long silence ensued.

The moment Chu Yuan's head dropped to the ground, it was as though time itself had frozen.

Everyone was stunned as they stared at the headless body.

Suddenly, Mount Yunding fell into an indescribable quietness.

“Old Mr. Chu... is dead?”

The Chu Sect fighters were rooted in place, a dazed expression on their countenance as an unspeakable fear dawned on them.

That feeling was akin to seeing the tree they had been relying on finally collapse.

The people who Chu Yuan had been protecting for decades were, at that moment, exposed to the world.

A sense of loss, apprehension, disbelief, sorrow, and all sorts of emotions flooded into the hearts of the Chu Sect members nearly instantaneously.

“Grandpa!” Chu Qitian screamed as he fell to his knees. We lost! First, it was me. Then, it was Dad. And now, it's Grandpa. All three generations of the Chu family were felled by Ye Fan single- handedly! I'm now a prisoner, Dad is still sealed at Mount Chumen, and Grandpa, who suffered the worst fate out of us three, was beheaded!

“I guess this is how a hero of a generation dies. Chu Yuan had it coming, but it's still a shame.” King of Fighters and Sword Saint couldn't help but release a long sigh after spacing out for a while.

King Folo and Ye Qingtian were similarly feeling quite conflicted.

While they were relieved Chu Yuan was dead, they weren't all that joyous.

After all, those in Ye Qingtian's generation grew up listening to Chu Yuan's legends.

For a very long time, Ye Qingtian and the others saw Chu Yuan as a goal to strive for and a figure to defeat.

Chu Yuan was a legendary, heroic figure who ruled over the global martial arts world for decades. He was undoubtedly the symbol of a bygone age and an existence that people revered.

With his death, his venerable era had come to an end.

“From today onward, martial artists from all around the globe will forever remember one person's name—Chu Tianfan. Congratulations, young man. Your age has arrived.” The bloodied Ye Qingtian, leaning back against a huge stone, stared at the slender figure in front of him. I'm sad but also glad. I'm mournful that I and the others have indeed grown old and that our era has passed. From today onward, the world is now in the hands of the younger generation like Ye Fan. On the other hand, I'm happy for Ye Fan for his achievements. Back then, when Ye Fan had only started showing himself in Jiangdong, he was the subject of many criticisms and controversies. There was even a short period when War God Castle saw him as a threat to national safety and wanted to kill him. Yet, a downtrodden man like him kept on climbing higher and higher until he was powerful enough to chop off the head of Chu Sect's leader. His battle today saved not only China but also the global martial arts world.

“He did it. Master actually did it.” Moon God, whose dress was drenched in blood, teared up from where she had been watching nearby.

Dragging her injured body forward, she wanted to hug her master.

However, Xu Lei arrived by Ye Fan's side first.

She pounced into his arms, hugged him, and smiled through her tears. “We won, Ye Fan. We finally won! From today onward, we won't need to live in fear anymore!”

Among everyone in the crowd, she knew him the longest.

Therefore, she had witnessed every step of his transformation from a disowned child of the Chu family, to Mr. Chu of Jiangdong, then finally, to the slayer of Chu Yuan and the destroyer of Chu Sect.

She had been there to observe all of his wretched and glorious moments.

Only she knew just how much pain Ye Fan had suffered and how many perils he had overcome to achieve his victory today.

Xu Lei wasn't the only one crying tears of joy. Ye Fan's friends and family in Jiangdong, members of Dragon God Hall, as well as everyone who ever supported and helped him cheered when Chu Yuan fell.

“Hahaha!”

“We won!”

“Ye Fan is awesome!”

“Victory is ours!”

Cries of joy and laughter were heard all across Mount Yunding.

Fatty and Blackie hugged each other. Even Huangniu was grinning.

Everyone who was involved in that war was relishing their survival.

They unreservedly released all the emotions that had been bottled up in their hearts for a long time.

After all, only they were aware of just how cruel the war had been.

At first, they knew only despair, but hope arrived when Ye Fan did.

Then Tang Yun made her way onto the battlefield.

As the battle raged on, they witnessed many twists and turns. Despair was repeatedly reintroduced before getting wiped away again.

The crowd was mentally exhausted after experiencing such an intense emotional roller coaster ride.

Thankfully, as agonizing as that ride had been, it ended on a happy note.

Ye Fan turned his attention from the gleeful crowd to the crying Xu Lei in his embrace. Then, he gently brushed his hand over her delicate face.

“I told you before that I'm invincible, silly,” he uttered softly.

However, as though saying that sentence had drained all of his energy, he paled and collapsed in the next second.

His body trembled as he spat out mouthfuls of blood.

The battle was long and hard-fought, after all. His body was ultimately pushed to its limits.

While Sword of Yunyang had replenished his strength, it had not actually healed his wounds.

To make matters worse, Cloud and Mist Sword Technique depleted all of his power.

His fatigue and injuries came back with a vengeance once the fight was over.

As mighty as he was, he couldn't hold all of it back anymore.

Hence, he dropped to the ground.

“Ye Fan!”

“Ye Fan!”

“Ye Fan!”

“Master!”

The crowd swiftly called out to him when they saw him topple over and rushed to his side.

Of course, they were afraid he would die during his victorious moment.

Thankfully, his life wasn't in any danger. He was just too weak. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

As he lay in Xu Lei's embrace, he smiled at the crowd and spoke in a barely audible voice. “Don't worry, everyone... I-I'm fine...”

He was doing his best to calm everyone down.

It was then Ye Fan noticed Suzumiya Eigetsu, who appeared similarly frail and pale, at his side.

As he stretched his hand toward Suzumiya Eigetsu, she assured him, “I'm here, Master. I'm here.”

The fact that, at that moment, she was the only one he was gazing at made her feel honored and happy. Her tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

“W-Who asked you to come, silly... I-If you continue to be this disobedient in the future, I-I'll ignore you...” he reprimanded feebly.

Moon God felt all warm inside as she nodded.

“I promise I'll behave well in the future, Master. I swear,” Suzumiya Eigetsu smiled with tears in her eyes.

Her usual divine and stately countenance were, at that moment, filled with affection for the man in front of her.

Ye Qingtian and the others couldn't help but tear up as they watched everything ending well.

Time and again, you shocked and pleasantly surprised people. Congratulations, Ye Fan. Once more, you've created a miracle, Ye Qingtian muttered in his heart.

Sword Saint and King of Fighters were also very impressed by Ye Fan.