A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 924

King Folo secretly guessed who Chu Tian-Fan was.

As the saying went, there were plenty of powerful fighters among the commoners.

Truly powerful martial artists were usually unheard of.

Although everyone was surprised by Chu Tian-Fan's sudden appearance, they felt it made sense.

Since China was a large nation with immense resources, it was no surprise that powerful martial artists living away from prying eyes exist.

However, he had to investigate matters now that Chu Tian-Fan had turned up.

"Send my orders and have the old hermit investigated properly. Give War God Castle a call to congratulate them for their success and ask after this elder on my behalf. Also, see if you can invite Chu Tian-Fan to India," said King Folo slowly.

Since they were neighboring countries,

Folo treated the matter of their new supreme grandmaster seriously.

However, the servant in the hall twitched his lips subtly before he smiled sadly and said, "Er...well...King Folo, Chu Tian-Fan isn't that old and isn't considered an elder."

"Is that so? Since he isn't an elder, then he must be around my age. In that case, all the more I need to see him." Folo instantly looked solemn. He was just about to drink the tea in his hand. However, he suddenly found it tasteless when he found out Chu Tian-Fan was a supreme grandmaster around his age.

If Chu Tian-Fan was an old geezer, he wouldn't pose much of a threat to him.

Now that Folo learned Chu Tian-Fan was around his age, Chu Tian-Fan certainly became far more dangerous!

After all, a young supreme grandmaster held far more potential.

So when word got out that Ye Qing-Tian made it to the grandmaster level at 30 years old, many people sent assassins to kill him out of fear of his potential.

"N-no..." The servant sadly smiled as he shook his head once more.

After a brief silence, he said softly, "Chu Tian-Fan seems to be in his twenties."

CLANG!

King Folo didn't manage to drink his tea in the end.

He trembled and sent the teacup in his hands falling to the ground the moment he heard this.

The tea and broken porcelain pieces scattered all over the ground.

"What? What did you just say? Is Chu Tian-Fan just a youth in his twenties?"

King Folo was incapable of remaining calm.

He shot straight up from his seat.

His face trembled, and his dark eyes were filled with fear.

A grandmaster in his thirties became the most powerful martial artist in China previously.

Now, a youth in his twenties could already slaughter a supreme grandmaster?

King Folo didn't dare to imagine what kind of achievements Chu Tian-Fan would have in a few decades.

"Hurry up! Call War God Castle of China immediately and get Sword Saint on the phone. No wait, I will call personally."

King Folo hurriedly called War God Castle through an official number amid his shock.

He had to be sure about this.

The thought of someone becoming supreme grandmaster in his twenties made King Folo's scalp feel numb.

Just the six pillars of China alone were enough to hold the other Asian countries

in awe.

If another young supreme grandmaster joined War God Castle, China would probably end up owning the entire Asian continent.

At the peak of Mount Yan in China.

Sword Saint and King of Fighters almost went berserk.

"What? Chu Tian-Fan? I don't know who the hell he is."

"I'm not kidding. There is no such person at War God Castle!"

"We don't know him! This man isn't listed in our grandmaster ranking either. You must be mistaken."

"I couldn't have gotten it wrong. I honestly don't recall such a man! If he existed, War God Castle would have invited him to join our ranks and worship him like a god."

"Hello, my friend. I haven't heard from you in so long. What? Chu Tian-Fan again? Damn! We really don't know who he is! There's no such person in War God Castle!”

One after another, the phones kept ringing off the hook as though they were summoning dead spirits.

In half a day, Mo Gu-Cheng and the others felt as though the entire world had called them.

With no exception, every single call came to ask about Chu Tian-Fan.

Mo Gu-Cheng and the others were stunned.

They swore they had never heard of Chu Tian-Fan's name before.

However, everyone was certain that Chu Tian-Fan was a supreme grandmaster from War God Castle and the nation's seventh pillar.

"What is going on?" Sword Saint was on the brink of tears.

A man whom they had never met had become War God Castle's seventh supreme grandmaster.

It was absolute nonsense!

"Qing-Tian, you are well connected. Do you know who Chu Tian-Fan is? Is he really from China?”