The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1567

“Greetings, Dragon Master,” Owen said in a deep voice.

It was a voice that commanded authority and resounded through heaven and earth.

Under the starry sky, the red-robed strong man bowed down to show his respect.

He looked as pious as a pilgrim who was showing his utmost devotion to his most admired deity.

Looking at what was happening, the King of Fighters, Sword Saint, and Tang Hao were all stunned.

“Dragon... Dragon Master? Fire... Fire God?”

Tang Hao and the others stood rooted to the ground, their eyes widening with surprise and betraying a trace of suspicion.

Clearly, they had not figured out what was happening.

Tang Hao recalled that when Gaius first appeared, he was also kneeling down and calling out to the Dragon Master, just like this red-robed man. “Could... Could this Dragon Master be... be Ye Fan?”

Following the direction of his gaze, they seemed to make out the solitary figure of Ye Fan walking alone in the dark of the night.

Hence, Tang Hao subconsciously assumed that this person who had commanded the respect of Gaius and the other man must be Ye Fan. “But... But how can this be possible? Ye Fan is so junior in rank and only started gaining fame in the recent two years. How could he possibly make these two Supremes bow down to him? Gosh... Who on earth is this Ye Fan?”

He glared at the youthful figure before him like he had seen a ghost. Disbelief was written all over his face.

All along, he thought that he had overestimated Ye Fan.

But now it seemed like all of them had in fact underestimated him.

At such a young age, he not only held the title of a Supreme but also had another two Supremes pledge their allegiance to him.

He held almost enough power in his hands to challenge an entire country to a duel.

“No wonder he dared to fight his way up Mount Van alone. No wonder he's not afraid of us the Four Supremes. Well, Ye Fan, they must be the pillars that you're leaning on. They must be your true source of power. You've kept your secret well,” Tang Hao said with a sigh, his voice filled with astonishment and regret.

By this time, he had finally seen the whole picture.

During the battle in the Boguia Rainforest, the King of India could not subdue him despite the heavy firepower.

The offer of the title of Permanent Hall Master from the War God was turned down repeatedly by him.

These things had always baffled Tang Hao.

But now, he finally understood why.

It made sense now that I have other Supremes at my command. I can understand why he has no interest in the title of a Permanent Hall Master.

“Tang Hao, what nonsense are you sprouting? That little rascal is just a country bumpkin. He got the title of Supreme purely by a stroke of luck. He can't be the Dragon Master that Gaius and the other man are

bowing down to. They are obviously here to protect Tang Yun. Only the head of the Chu Sect has the power to command the Supremes,” Mo Gucheng, the King of Fighters, said solemnly while looking at Tang Hao like he had lost his mind.

He had known from the beginning that the one Gaius and the other man were bowing down to was Tang Yun, whom Ye Fan had held in his arms.

As for Ye Fan, even setting aside his humble background, his youth alone would render him powerless against the Supremes like Gaius.

“All right, let's not care about all that. Let's prepare for battle. The people from Chu Sect have already invaded the territories of China. If we don't teach them a lesson, our country will become a laughing stock in the future.” Mo Gucheng's thirst for war was pulsating through his body.

Everyone else's expression turned cold and hard.

Even the War God, Ye Qingtian, who had been silent all this while, furrowed his brows as he fixed his gaze on the man in the red robe. “What do you say?”

“I guess I've got company now,” Gaius said, smiling wider ever since the red-robed man arrived.

Then, he turned his gaze towards Sword Saint and the rest, still smiling faintly. “Listen to me, Hall Master Xiao. Let's just call it a day today. Our intention of coming here is not to fight. What's the point in all the fighting and slaughtering? Isn't better if we can all be friends? Don't you agree with me?”

Gaius was laughing heartily by now, looking almost silly in his mirth.

However, Sword Saint did not answer. Meanwhile, Mo Gucheng just snorted coldly.