The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1858

“This sense of intimidation and power... Could it be...”

He did not expect this catastrophe to arise from what seemed like an innocuous event.

When the chilly gust of wind blew across the door, Lu Zimingand Zhang Jiuling were taken aback simultaneously.

A grim expression crossed Zhang Jiuling's face as a crazy thought emerged in his mind.

Almost subconsciously, he held his breath.

At the same time, a voice that he had not heard for ages suddenly rang across the Zhang residence.

“What's wrong? Are you that unwilling to see me, Mr. Zhang?”

A chuckle entered everyone's ears brashly.

When Zhang Jiuling and Zhang Zixi glanced outside, the entrance was still pitch black.

However, when they looked out again, a thin figure was standing in the middle of the doorway.

No one knew how he appeared—it was as if he just appeared out of thin air.

Zhang Zixi even thought she was hallucinating.

However, no matter how hard she rubbed her eyes, the figure remained standing there like an unmovable mountain.

An endless expanse of darkness lay behind him.

Meanwhile, the yellow hue of the mansion lit up the space in front of him.

Light and darkness intertwined with each other, making it look like the forked path leading to the mortal world and hell.

A step backward would bring one back to hell, while a step forward would bring one to the mortal world.

“Who... Who are you?” questioned Zhang Zixi as she gripped her sword tightly, her face turning pale.

This scene was undoubtedly extremely terrifying for juniors like her.

However, the person gave no response as he continued standing there silently in the darkness.

The chilly winter wind caused his sleeves to flutter in the air.

Underneath the light, his dragon mask seemed even more menacing.

“A dragon mask? C-Could you be the man in the dragon mask who has created such a huge commotion in the martial arts world?” asked Zhang Zixi in surprise.

The fearful look in her eyes quickly transformed into a look of delight and admiration.

After Ye Fan's demise, the man in the dragon mask had risen. He had been attacking the members of the Chu Sect all over the world.

In fact, he had already slain multiple Grandmasters of the Chu Sect.

There was an extremely deep grudge between the Chu Sect and China.

Hence, a ruthless man deliberating targeting the Chu Sect would naturally have multiple fans in China's martial arts world.

Zhang Zixi was one of them.

Though she knew she was too weak to fight the Chu Sect, it did not stop her from admiring someone who was powerful and charismatic enough to kill the Chu Sect.

However, Zhang Jiuling shook his head quickly. “It's not him. I've seen videos of the man in the dragon mask. The mask he's wearing is different from this. You aren't the man in the dragon mask. Who are you? Why are you pretending to be him?” interrogated Zhang Jiuling solemnly, his face grim.

The man chuckled. “Didn't the head of the Lu Clan tell you who I am?”

When Zhang Jiuling heard his response, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed drastically.

With that, the man reached out his arm and took off the mask, revealing a handsome and calm face.

At that moment, Zhang Jiuling—the respected head of the Zhang family and the Grandmaster of Jiangbei —felt as though he had been struck by thunder.