A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 2093

His dignity had been severely hurt.

The elderly man had never suffered such humiliation in his life before.

On the other side, Xu Lei, who was perhaps tired or out of breath, reluctantly loosened her grip on Ye Fan and moved her warm and moist lips away from Ye Fan's body.

“Isn't it time for you to let me go?”

Ye Fan shook his head as he looked at the young woman in his arms, whose face was flushed red. In the end, his irritation faded into a long, affectionate sigh.

Xu Lei immediately lowered her head, the redness on her face growing more intense.

Only after recomposing herself did Xu Lei finally realize how insane her actions had been.

How can I possibly kiss Ye Fan? I've been too rude. This is inappropriate.

The more Xu Lei thought about it, the more embarrassed and guilty she became, so much so that she did not even dare to lift her head to look at Chu Lin.

Nevertheless, she continued nestling her petite body in Ye Fan's arms.

It was only then Ye Fan noticed the bloodstains on Xu Lei, and he quickly asked in worry, “Why do you have blood all over you? Are you hurt?”

If only Ye Fan did not ask.

The moment he asked her that question, the melancholy that just settled down in Xu Lei crawled up to her chest once again.

“Ye Fan, Wenjing died... They killed Wenjing... She was about to become a bride and a mother, but...”

Xu Lei began sobbing again, and tears escaped her eyes uncontrollably like pearls of a ripped-off necklace.

“Also, Ye Fan, Yanjing Formation is breached. I'm sorry. I couldn't protect Yanjing for you. I'm sorry...” Xu Lei continued apologizing as guilt streamed down her cheeks in the form of tears.

Ye Fan had asked her to guard Yanjing for him, but she failed to do that.

Not only was the formation destroyed, but the person closest to her had died as well. Furthermore, she had no idea whether Mr. Xue and the others were dead or alive.

Ye Fan's heart couldn't help but ache for the sorrowful young woman.

As he wiped away the tears on Xu Lei's face, he consoled, “Lei, this isn't your fault. You've already done a good job. I doubt anyone can do any better than you. All right, don't cry anymore. You're not that pretty in the first place. Crying only makes you look uglier,” Ye Fan consoled her with a soft voice.

What happened was devastating and sad, but Ye Fan's teasing words stopped Xu Lei from feeling as bad.

“Hmph! You're the ugly one. Your whole family's ugly, in fact!” Xu Lei huffed.

The elderly man of Chu Sect could no longer stand watching their interaction as he cursed loudly, “Holy cr*p, can the two of you have some respect for an old man like me? Are you seriously still flirting even at a time like this?”

This time, Ye Fan heard the distinct anger in the elderly man's tone.

“Lei, let's continue talking about this later. Let me deal with this eyesore first,” Ye Fan softly told Xu Lei.

Xu Lei nodded and obediently moved to the side.

Only then did Ye Fan turn around to study the elderly man in front of him.

“Are you a Grandmaster? It seems like quite a number of Grandmasters have emerged in Chu Sect. What a pity this is all a Grandmaster created by drugs can become,” Ye Fan muttered, shaking his head.

When the gray-robed elderly man heard that, he froze.

He never expected the young man in front of him to be able to see through the origin of his power.

“Who are you? For you to have such great judgment, I'm certain that you're not a nobody in China.”

The elderly man tried several times to find out what Ye Fan's capabilities were.

Alas, he was disappointed.

He realized that he could not fathom what the young man's true power was, as it was simply too immense.

Staring at Ye Fan was akin to staring at a dark murky pool of water—he could not see what was under the surface of the water.

Ye Fan ignored his question as his eyes flitted toward the broken car and the bloodstains in the car.

The aura on him exploded outward like tidal waves and charged toward the elderly man, almost engulfing him.

The elderly man gasped.

“Is this the power of the Supreme? That's impossible! The Supremes of China are either dead or crippled, so how can any still be around? Who are you?”

It was as if the elderly man had lost his marbles as he looked at Ye Fan in disbelief.

In contrast, Ye Fan continued staring at him expressionlessly.

Meanwhile, a piece of yellowed leaf floated up from the ground.

“And you call yourself a strong member that the others of Chu Sect worship? Don't you know that I've once gone to Chu Sect and killed countless of your members? Even the head of Chu Sect has been defeated by me in the past,” said Ye Fan slowly.

The elderly man's face turned paler and paler as a thought surfaced in his mind.

“Oh, by the way, if you still haven't recalled it, I can give you a hint. When the stars fall and burn the land, when the colors of the sky change, and when the dragon roars, I, Tianfan, will arrive!”

Ye Fan's words were so shocking it was almost like a sledgehammer to the elderly man's head.

Right as those shocking words came out of Ye Fan's mouth, the elderly man quaked as if he had been struck by lightning.

Even his eyes widened until they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Nevertheless, before the elderly man could say anything, Ye Fan waved his hand, and his sleeve fluttered.

The yellowed leaf became his sword as he drew it back until its tip pointed at the sky.

Swish!

The leaf swung sideways, its sharpness reflecting a glint of light.

The sky went dark, and even the ground seemed to shake.

A line of red manifested on the elderly man's throat.