A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 605

Liang Hao-Nan's impression of Ye Fan was already poor.

If he wasn't afraid of falling out with the Li family, Liang Hao-Nan would have thrown Ye Fan out by now.

It would have also been fine if Ye Fan had just remained in his own corner and kept quiet. But Liang Hao-Nan was surprised that even though he didn't allow Ye Fan to sit down, Ye Fan had found a space for himself and even poured himself a cup of tea.

The only person in the entire room drinking tea was Master Zhou, and even Liang Hao-Nan himself wasn't drinking any. This fellow really knew how to enjoy himself.

But of course, on account of Li Xue-Qi, Liang Hao-Nan just closed an eye on this behavior.

However, what made Liang Hao-Nan really angry was that this brat actually dared to say something bad about Master Zhou.

"You little punk! What did you just say?

How dare you insult me!” As expected, Zhou Bo-Tong put his cup of tea down angrily. The fury on his face rose and his eyes grew cold.

His ice were like an icy dagger on Ye Fan's neck.

Zhou Bo-Tong was going to have a fit soon.

His face was all red.

Just a minute ago, he proudly declared that he would slaughter Wen Liang like a chicken within ten moves.

But soon after, Ye Fan said that Wen Liang would kill him like a dog in just three moves.

What was that?

This was worse than a slap in the face. This was as good as a kick in the face!

And he had been kicked in front of so many people.

Of course Zhou Bo-Tong was furious!

But Ye Fan wasn't affected by Zhou Bo-Tong and Liang Hao-Nan's anger.

His expression remained as calm as the spring waters of an ancient well. None of these angry words affected him inside at all.

Instead, he leisurely picked up his teacup, took a sip and smiled. "Master Zhou, don't misunderstand me. You're a great master in martial arts while I'm just a youngster. I wouldn't dare to insult you. I'm just stating the facts."

"Are you tired of living?!" These words from Ye Fan had made Zhou Bo-Tong even angrier.

Zhou Bo-Tong slammed his palm on the table and got up, causing the table to crumble He lifted his right fist to teach Ye Fan a lesson, but Liang Hao-Nan grabbed him from behind to stop him.

"Mr Zhou, don't be rash. You're a highly respected man, so why bother yourself with this young fellow? Others will laugh at you if they found out that you got into a fight with him. I'll handle this."

Ye Fan was recommended by the Li family after all, so if Zhou Bo-Tong beat him to death, it would be hard for Liang Hao-Nan to explain things, so he quickly stopped Zhou Bo-Tong.

After he calmed Zhou Bo-Tong down, Liang Hao-Nan turned to Ye Fan and said in a low voice, "Young man, you can eat the wrong thing but you can't say the wrong thing. You claim that Wen Liang can kill Mr Zhou like killing a dog. Do you have any proof to prove this? Or are you just spouting nonsense?"

Everyone looked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was in no hurry to reply. He finished the tea in his cup and quietly answered, "What I've said is the truth. Since it's the truth, there's no need for any evidence."

"Nonsense! This is ridiculous! Since you have no proof whatsoever, how dare you insult Mr Zhou like that? You're really outrageous!" Ye Fan's words made Liang Hao-Nan furious.

Zhou Bo-Tong's face was livid as he said coldly, "Mr Liang, it looks like this so-called highly skilled fighter is really an idiot. I don't mind bringing trash along, but I will not bring a fool along! Tonight, either you bring me along or you bring him! You can decide.”

Zhou Bo-Tong scoffed coldly and turned away without saying anymore.

"Mr Liang, there's no point in keeping this idiot with us. We'd better leave soon!