A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1001

No one had ever left Yu Yun so shocked before.

In that instant, she felt as though the young man was as dazzling as the sun.

He was so mighty and noble that he left her feeling unworthy of herself.

So, geniuses genuinely existed in the world.

"Hey! Why are you in a daze? Don't tell me you have fallen for me? I'm warning you, I am a married man. Even if you are interested, you can only be my mistress and can forget about being my wife."

Before she knew it, Ye Fan had already sheathed the sword.

He was looking at the dumbstruck woman and talking to her cheekily as he teased her.

In the past, if anyone dared to disrespect or tease her, she would have thrown a fit and ordered for his entire family to be executed.

But she was used to Ye Fan's behavior.

This guy was absolutely shameless.

Ye Fan was capable of saying all kinds of nonsense, and she was already accustomed to it.

She even stopped feeling angry when she heard it.

However, she put on a stern, unhappy face as she glared at Ye Fan and shouted, "If you can't talk nicely, then stop yapping!"

The woman rolled her eyes at Ye Fan before suppressing the shock in her heart and started to nonchalantly practice her sword technique. She acted completely indifferent the entire time.

However, the more she behaved this way, the more hilarious Ye Fan found her.

Stubborn women like her were rather adorable.

This woman would probably feel uncomfortable if she heard Ye Fan describe her as adorable.

It seemed as though he was calling a ferocious tiger cute.

The tiger would probably get mad from hearing it since this was considered disrespect.

But Ye Fan didn't watch for too long since her skill was full of weaknesses, and he could no longer go on watching.

"Oh god! Who on earth practices swordplay like this? Are you sure this is the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique? You must be kidding."

"Oh my goddddd! When will you ever learn? Can you get any dumber than this? Where is your brain? Is it made from tofu?"

"Didn't you hear what I said? The essence of Cloud and Mist Sword Technique is to be gentle. Do you know what that means?

Why do you look like a man? Sigh. Thankfully, I am not your master, or else I would have cried from how stupid you are."

Over the next few days, Ye Fan transformed into a martial arts instructor and taught the young woman.

After all, he had to contribute in some way after learning her family technique.

Moreover, Ye Fan still wanted to beg her to teach him Yin Dragon God Body, so it would pay for him to be more enthusiastic.

But Ye Fan almost made the woman cry.

Ye Fan's words were simply too vicious!

He kept poking fun at her for being stupid.

She had never felt so indignant in her life.

She was so angry that she threw the sword down several times and wanted to stop.

Each time she did it, Ye Fan burst out laughing.

He would pointed at her and laugh until his tears nearly fell from his eyes.

"Do you know what you look like now? You look like you are throwing a temper at your husband."

"Shut up! If you keep blabbering nonsense, I am going to slice you apart!"

The cold young woman blushed instantly in shame and fury.

What kind of lousy metaphor was that?

She was a mighty leader of an elite family who stood at the pinnacle of power.

Ever since Ye Fan cooked the last time, Old Madam Chu got lazy and insisted that he cooked each time.

Meanwhile, the young lady continued to practice sword technique using the methods that Ye Fan had imparted her.

"Hey! That's wrong. The third move has to be quick, and you have to hit your enemy before he knows it. Keep practicing, I'm off. Oh by the way, I have taught you for so long, but I don't know your name."

Ye Fan was seized by a whim when he asked what her name was out of the blue.

After teaching her sword technique for several days, Ye Fan suddenly realized he didn't know her name.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." Ye Fan shook his head and laughed as he turned to walk away when the woman ignored him.

In any case, he didn't harbor any hope that she would tell him.

Ye Fan knew very well that he was a creep in her eyes.

Any woman would be reluctant to tell a creep her name.

Since Ye Fan was chatting randomly, he didn't expect her to say anything.

However, Ye Fan was caught by surprise when the woman's cold voice suddenly rang by his ear as he walked off.

"Yu Yun."

Her cold words sounded as melodious as her running brook.

Ye Fan turned back and smiled. "Yu Yun? You are just like your name. It's a lovely name. I am Ye Fan."

Ye Fan laughed gently before leaving quickly.

Only Yu Yun stayed behind to practice sword technique on her own.

But the moment Ye Fan left, an inexplicable smile surfaced on Yu Yuns typically expressionless face.

It looked as though a beautiful snow lotus had suddenly bloomed on a snowy peak.

"I didn't think that he was capable of praising someone."