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A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 2092

Summary for Chapter 2092: A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2092 – Highlight Chapter from A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2092 is a standout chapter in A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) by Gia Bater, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.

Whoosh!

The green beam came crashing down at a speed as fast as lighting.

The old man from Chu Sect noticed the green beam a second ago, but the green beam was already before him the next moment.

Leaving no window for evasive maneuvers, the green beam came crashing down with fury, effortlessly severing the finger that the old man extended out.

“Arghhh!” the old man shrieked in pain. Blood seeped out from his severed finger and quickly dyed his robes red.

“Who's there? Who did this? You insolent fool! How dare you interfere in Chu Sect's affairs?”

After having his finger severed, the old man rapidly shuffled backward and finally came to a stop after backing away for a long distance.

As relentless rage and pain marred his face, he applied direct pressure on the wound and cursed at the direction where the attack came.

It was only then that the old man realized that the attacker was a man.

It was a young man with a lean physique and a handsome face.

Ever since his arrival, he had never once looked at the old man. Instead, he went straight to Xu Lei.

At that moment, Xu Lei was still lying on the ground, strengthless. She was also bleeding on her forehead.

Yet, the haunting pain she felt was no longer relevant.

She raised her head and stared intently at the man, who showed up before her.

Disbelief was reflected in her eyes in that split second.

She blinked again and again, trying to confirm what had happened before her.

Finally, with her lips still trembling, Xu Lei tentatively asked, “Ye Fan?”

The man did not answer. Instead, he walked up to her and bent down.

With his hand reached out, he gently caressed Xu Lei's exquisite face and wiped off the blood stain from her face.

“I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult spot, Lei.” Ye Fan's words rang out slowly, heavy with pity and guilt.

Though Xu Lei had never told him about the hardship she had endured, Ye Fan was crystal clear that everything she had been through was as painful and tough as his.

Aside from that, Xu Lei was nothing more than just a lady, a powerless lady, who had been arranging and managing things for Ye Fan in Yanjing alone.

It was precisely her silent sacrifice that had Ye Fan overwhelmed with guilt.

When the familiar voice rang in her ears, and the warmth of Ye Fan came through his touch, Xu Lei could finally confirm it was him.

The man was Ye Fan, the man she had been dreaming of, the man she had desperately wanted to see.

“Ye Fan!” After confirming that he was Ye Fan, Xu Lei found the strength to support herself up and plunged right into his arms.

Sobs filled the air.

“Ye Fan, I thought I could no longer see you again.”

Like a ship lost in the ocean finally found its way back and docked at the harbor, Xu Lei felt that her broken heart was healed and melted in his warmth the moment she plunged herself into his arms.

After enduring all the hardship, she could finally act like a woman who was gentle.

Wrapping her arms around Ye Fan, she turned her tear-stained face up at him and pressed herself as hard as she could against his chest like a lost cat looking for comfort.

As she wailed in utter distress, she looked just like a child.

“Lei, it's all right. I'm back. Everything is going to be all right now...” As he felt the melancholy in her cries, the guilt and pity he harbored for the lady intensified again.

He felt unworthy, for he felt that he had failed Xu Lei, Eigetsu, and everyone who had shown him kindness all these years.

There was simply nothing he could do to repay the generosity and kindness they bestowed on him.

Instead of repaying them, he had brought along dangers and bitter on them.

If an afterlife ever existed, he would very much not run into these silly women anymore.

In that way, he would save them from all the pains they had to endure because of him and, with that, their tears.

Yet, just as Ye Fan was thinking of how he should comfort the lady in his arms, she, who had always been obedient and demure, took the initiative to shatter the invisible gap between her and Ye Fan.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes, and pressed her soft lips against his forcefully.

She pressed herself so hard against Ye Fan as if she wanted her soft and tender body to become one with Ye Fan.

“B*stard! How dare you mock me like that? Now die!”

The old man from Chu Sect could no longer take it.

To him, this was a humiliation that he had never experienced in his life.

When the two shared a kiss before him, they completely disregarded his presence!

The humiliation he felt further fueled his anger, leading to him instantly losing his temper.

With a palm strike, he unleashed his wrath upon Ye Fan.

Bam!

The palm strike landed firmly onto Ye Fan's back with a powerful momentum.

The strike was so hard that it unleashed a sharp gust of wind that swept across the surroundings.

The old man reckoned that even if Ye Fan managed to escape death, the strike would render Ye Fan immobilized from severe injuries. Yet, to his surprise, Ye Fan emerged unscathed. In fact, his attack did not even flinch Ye Fan even in the slightest, for Ye Fan's lips were still glued to Xu Lei's.

Aside from that, he was knocked back dozens of steps by the force of impact from Ye Fan.

What?

The old man turned pale in shock.

At that moment, he instantly realized that the young man was not as immature as he looked.

“Who the he*l are you? Where did you learn your skills from?” the old man asked.

Yet, no one responded to him.

“Darn it! Come on! Tell me! Stop kissing!” The old man was on the verge of losing it

The vortex of anger swirling in him almost had him exploding in rage.

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