The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1887

Initially, when the people turned to look far into the horizon, they only saw a white blurry figure on Westlake.

No one paid much attention to it at the start, thinking that it was but a bird a distance away.

It was only when the figure came closer did the people catch a clear view of what that blurry shape was—a person.

The man was swashed in green fabric.

When the wind blew, it billowed the stray hairs in front of his face.

His slender figure was proudly upright.

What stunned everyone more was that the man was walking on the surface of Westlake as if he was treading mere land. There was not a drop of water on him.

Furthermore, every time he took a step, the people could see that the lake water under his foot froze.

At that very moment, it was as if the entire place had turned into a wintry world.

As the man came closer and closer, the temperature dropped rapidly. For a moment, the people were sure that winter solstice had come.

“W-What?”

“How is this possible?”

“Is he human?”

Everyone was going insane at the sight of how water was turning into ice under his feet. They were all looking at the thin figure as if he was a ghost.

They narrowed their eyes in an attempt to catch a clear glimpse of his face, but when he was finally within range of their sight, they realized that he was wearing a dragon mask.

“The D-Dragon King?”

“T-That's the god—Dragon King!” someone from the crowd cried out.

When he was younger, he had heard a tale from his elders about how there was a dragon god residing under Westlake with the purpose of protecting

Livingsfill. That dragon was also why Livingsfill had peaceful weather.

“I get it now! Our intrusion must have disrupted Dragon King's peace. The Dragon King under the lake must be angry and is now punishing us!” an elderly man yelled.

No longer able to stand their yells, Chu Wenfei kicked at the elderly man.

“F*cking hell, don't you know how to shut up? Dragon King? Hah, such nonsense! Are you blind? Can't you see that it's a mask? It's someone wearing a mask!”

Chu Wenfei was scowling, wondering how the idiot had managed to get rich.

Is it that easy to earn a living in the south? How did a fool like him become a billionaire?

Chu Wenfei was baffled.

While he was still at a loss for words, Meng Chuan was starting to lose his composure.

As a matter of fact, the moment the familiar dragon mask appeared in front of him, Meng Chuan's eyes widened.

“l-lt's him? It's that guy? But... But that's not possible! I've already sent someone to deal with him. By now, that brat should be full of holes! No, that's not him. It can't be him.”

After a brief moment of panic, Meng Chuan regained his senses.

He did not believe that the masked person in front of him would be the same person as the one who had crossed him continuously at the auction the other day.

“This must be a coincidence. It's probably a coincidence that they have the same mask,” was what Meng Chuan said to console himself.

Evidently, Meng Chuan was shaking in his boots.

He was scared that they were the same person.

If that was the case, Meng Chuan could guess what the person was there for.

Right then, his father, Meng Wanjun, sensed his son's strange reactions.

Thus, he turned and asked, “Do you know this person?”

“No! No, I don't. How can I possibly know someone as powerful as this?” Meng Chuan hastily denied it.

Whoosh!

By then, the cold wind had invaded and blanketed the entire island.

The figure was getting clearer as the person approached the people.

At the same time, the people were getting more and more fearful.

Right then, Chu Wenfei sensed something amiss. Doubt bloomed in his chest, and he narrowed his eyes to slits and stared at the newcomer.

Although the dragon mask had covered his face, a sense of familiarity washed over Chu Wenfei as the figure came closer to them.

Could it be him?