A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1857

Initially, when Lu Ziming introduced the person, Zhang Jiuling did not pay much attention.

After all, Lu Songliang had died, and that devil from Jiangdong had met his downfall as well.

Considering how powerful the Zhang family of Jiangbei was, no one in China could oppose them except for the pillars of China living at the peak of Mount Yan.

Hence, when Lu Ziming said that someone wanted to conquerthe martial arts world of Jiangbei, Zhang Jiuling was not bothered at all.

He thought that another cocky and ambitious man had come to Jiangbei, claiming to be the ruler.

However, the more information Lu Ziming revealed, the less calm Zhang Jiuling became.

When he heard the words “ranked first in the Sky Ranking” and “the Unrivalled Supreme,” Zhang Jiuling could not help but panic.

At that moment, he felt as though lightning had just struck him, causing his mind to turn completely

blank.

He immediately opened his eyes.

“Shut up! Lu Ziming, shut up right now!” yelled Zhang Jiuling, who was initially very calm in the hall.

Everyone was shocked.

He revealed a look of agitation as endless panic filled his eyes.

“Do you know what you're talking about? How dare you mention that person? You must be crazy! Have you forgotten how the Lu Clan met its downfall? How can you crack jokes about the dead so casually?”

Zhang Jiuling suddenly became even angrier.

Perhaps he had remembered too many terrifying incidents from the past.

Either that, or the name that had been suppressed in his memory for two years had finally resurfaced—Chu Tianfan!

That name was undoubtedly like a nightmare come true for the martial arts world in Jiangbei.

Back then, Lu Songliang had been granted Westlake. To everyone's surprise, at the climax of the ceremony, that legendary figure entered Jiangbei.

He first killed Lu Songliang before massacring the hundreds of people in Jiangbei's martial arts world.

The entire Westlake had been ravaged by him—even the lake had been dyed red by blood.

The Lu Clan, which was the most powerful in Jiangbei, was eliminated overnight.

Still, this was not the most ruthless act.

What terrified the people of Jiangbei the most was that man called Chu Tianfan. After unleashing a massacre at Jiangbei, he still did not cease.

He headed up north, entered the capital, and killed his way to the peak of Mount Van.

Just with him alone, he challenged the three pillars of China.

The King of Fighters, Sword Saint, and the War God Castle were all forces respected by everyone in China. Yet, to Chu Tianfan, they were nothing.

When he set foot on Mount Yan and demanded people from the War God Castle, his domineering attitude and arrogance had already caused all the martial artists in China to break into a cold sweat.

Back then, Zhang Jiuling thought that Chu Tianfan was a ruthless man.

After all, he killed his way up to Mount Yan and forced the War God Castle to release the hostage.

If they were in ancient times, his actions would be equivalent to someone killing his way through to the palace and usurping the emperor.

What happened afterward made Zhang Jiuling and the others realized that the martial artists of China had underestimated Chu Tianfan.

It was not just the War God Castle that he did not care about. In fact, he was not even bothered by the Chu Sect—the most powerful force in the martial arts world.

If he dared to kill the head of the Chu Sect, then it was true that he had nothing to fear about Mount Yan and the War God Castle.

Hence, when Ye Fan was ranked first in the Sky

Ranking, the martial artists in Jiangbei, who kept calling for revenge, were extremely terrified.

The commotion attracted Zhang Zixi there.

When she saw how her grandfather had lost his composure and was reacting so agitatedly, Zhang Zixi was scared.

It was her first time in years seeing her grandfather like that, so she was naturally fearful.

However, everyone ignored her.

Even Lu Ziming did not spare her a single glance. Staring at Zhang Jiuling frostily, he asked, “Don't you believe me?”

“I'd be mad if I believed you! Leave right now! There's no need for our families to meet anymore!” Zhang Jiuling was still shrieking at him.

Even so, Lu Ziming was unaffected. His deep voice rang out loud again. “I don't care if you believe me or not. Anyway, I've already relayed my message. You'll still have to meet him one day.”

“Shut up!” snapped Zhang Jiuling furiously. “Who will I meet? A ghost? How can someone who has died for two years meet me? Huh? Is he going to return as a ghost or a zombie? This is the most ridiculous joke I've heard!”

Zhang Jiuling was so angry that he burst out laughing.

Boom!

However, right after he spoke, an explosion sounded outside the house.

The ground trembled while the trees swayed frantically.

A powerful gust of wind ravaged the place, whooshing in like a tempestuous tsunami.

At the same time, the martial artists at the entrance were sent flying in with blood sputtering out of their mouths.

“Who's that?”

Zhang Zixi immediately unsheathed her sword as a cold glint flashed across her eyes.

On the other hand, Zhang Jiuling's heart skipped a beat.