A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1138

Wu Wei-Tao, who had been observing the fight from afar, noticed the commotion in the distance.

When he saw the Audi's license plate and the number "00001" printed on it, he leapt from his seat in alarm.

"Mayor Wu, isn't that the provincial secretary's car? Why is he here? Is he here because of Ye Fan as well?” one of Wu Wei-Tao's men said in a trembling voice.

This was the head of a province that they were talking about.

Such men were akin to the dukes and lords of old.

He called the shots in Jiangdong.

A single command from this man could have Wu Wei-Tao stripped of all his titles and expelled from his office.

Wu Wei-Tao and his men shook with terror.

"Stop asking so many questions and hurry up. We've got to receive Secretary He.”

Wu Wei-Tao had his own questions about why He Lan-Shan was here, but this wasn't the time for that.

He hurried downstairs to receive He Lan-Shan.

He might have been suspended from his duties at the moment, but he was still the mayor of Yunzhou.

His superiors had just arrived in Yunzhou. As the host, he had to receive his new guests.

"Secretary He, you should have told me that you were coming. I wasn't prepared to receive you at all. I feel bad for not making the necessary preparations for my esteemed guests."

The fleet of black Audis had stopped next to the Haiyuan Restaurant.

The doors to the cars swung open. He Lan-Shan was the first to alight from his vehicle and was followed by a group of officials. He had a suit on and a stern look on his face. An intimidating aura exuded from his person.

The crowd couldn't help but be cowed by the overpowering aura that this group of new arrivals exuded.

It was akin to staring into a deep abyss. The officials inspired a deep sense of awe in the onlookers.

"Is this the man who heads our provincial government? Is that the kind of authority and power you're supposed to exude when you're the head of a province?"

This was the first time that many in the crowd had seen such influential figures at such a close distance. Excitement bubbled inside them as they stared from afar with eyes filled with admiration and awe.

Everyone craved power.

Men of power naturally drew the awe and respect of the people around them.

Even Wu Wei-Tao, who was the mayor of a city, had to show He Lan-Shan and his men the utmost respect. Before these men, he was nothing but a lowly subordinate who had to present his most humble and modest self.

He Lan-Shan simply frowned with displeasure and scoffed.

"I'll deal with you later for the mess you made in Yunzhou." He looked at his watch, then turned towards his colleagues. "We're running late. Come on, let's receive the Old Master.”

He shoved Wu Wei-Tao aside and paid no attention neither him nor Ye Fan. He ignored Xur Jun-Lin and Xur He entirely.

They headed for an empty field nearby and waited.

Everyone was befuddled by their action. It was then that a loud deafening sound erupted in the air.

Harsh winds began to stir and howl.

A storm rose in their midst, stirring fallen leaves and dust and sending violent waves rippling across Yunwu Lake.

A deafening rumble reverberated in the air.

"What's that noise?"

A dark shadow appeared in the horizon amidst everyone's alarm.

Initially, it was only a small blemish in the sky.