A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 2101

As the sword pierced his body, blood gushed out uncontrollably like a waterfall.

All Lu Ziming could feel was his body becoming heavy, to the point that his legs could no longer support his weight.

With a loud thud, he toppled onto the ground.

“No! Mr. Lu... Don't die...”

When Ye Yuyan saw Lu Ziming lying in a pool of blood after sacrificing himself to protect them, tears streamed down her cheeks.

Even if she had a heart of steel, she would still feel devastated after seeing so many people die trying to protect them.

Ye Yuyan was already at the brink of despair.

She no longer wanted to escape as she knew that it was impossible for her to flee with Chu Lin.

The members of Chu Sect were everywhere. No matter where she cast her gaze, there were terrifying fighters whom she could not defeat surrounding them.

There was no point in escaping. Doing that would only harm even more people, who would die on their behalf.

Eventually, Ye Yuyan stopped in her tracks, her pretty and fair face tear-stricken.

Chu Lin's eyes were closed while he lay in her arms, his chest heaving slightly as he breathed.

He was like a child fast asleep in his mother's embrace.

Cradling him, Ye Yuyan lowered her head and stroked his face.

As huge beads of tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably, they dripped onto Chu Lin's face.

He's a really adorable little fella.

Although Ye Yuyan did not mind her own death, she pitied Chu Lin.

The boy wasn't even five years old, and he had just started his life. In fact, he hadn't even seen his father before.

Yet, he had to die in this unfortunate catastrophe.

Sometimes, Ye Yuyan could not help but lament the cruelty of reality.

Why should a little kid like him be involved in the treacherous world of adults?

When Ye Yuyan halted in her tracks, a smirk spread across Chu Qitian's face.

He was finally going to succeed in taking revenge.

“Oh, Chu Tianfan... So what if you've led such a glorious and splendid life? You can't even protect your wife and child. How ashamed would you be to continue living in this world? Hahaha!”

Chu Qitian burst out laughing. His laughter was filled with smugness, relish, and more importantly, a sense of pompousness.

It had been too long.

For ten years, he had been pursuing Ye Fan, aiming to take his life.

However, after the battle in the rainforest, Chu Qitian was completely oppressed by Ye Fan, unable to fight back.

Everyone looked down on Chu Qitian, thinking that he was incomparable to Chu Tianfan.

All the glory and fame had been stolen by Ye Fan, that illegitimate b*stard who was abandoned by the family.

No one had imagined that the abandoned child would one day become the center of the martial arts world and the topic of everyone's discussion.

For the past few years, Chu Qitian had been wallowing in fury, despair, and helplessness.

Fueled by endless jealousy, not a day passed without him yearning to crush Chu Tianfan under his feet and regain the glory that rightfully belonged to him.

This moment had finally arrived!

As long as he killed Chu Tianfan's son, it would be the biggest humiliation to Chu Tianfan.

At the same time, it would also be Chu Qitian's first time treading Ye Fan's bottom line.

“Hahaha! Die, my dear nephew!”

Cackling devilishly, Chu Qitian concentrated all of his power on his palm.

The fatal attack had already taken form. No one could stop him at that moment.

With Zhang Jiuling and Lu Ziming down, no one could save them.

“Repay the debts that your father owes me with your life! Die!” roared Chu Qitian, his vicious words dripping with coldness and murderous intent.

Everyone saw a white flash of light swirling on Chu Qitian's hand.

Like a humongous sword, the light shot toward Chu Lin and Ye Yuyan aggressively.

“B*stard! Stop it right now!” yelled Li Er and the others anxiously upon witnessing that scene. Their eyes turned bloodshot.

He had once journeyed to Japan alone as if he was entering a no man's land.

Moreover, he had once barged into Chu Sect alone, wielding a powerful and divine aura as if he were a god descending on the earth.

He was Mr. Chu of Jiangdong, the sole glimmer of hope for his people during the darkest of times.

However, he had already fallen.

“If Mr. Chu is still here, he wouldn't have let the Chu Sect b*stards wreak havoc on China!”

Numerous people wailed in despair on Mount Yunding.

Ye Qingtian, who was barely hanging in there, knew that there was no way out. Tears rolled down his deep-set eyes.

However, at this critical moment between life and death, a beam suddenly illuminated the end of the horizon.

Soon, a voice charged with fury descended from the sky as if it came straight from the milky way.

“Absolute Force! Mountain-splitting Punch! Boundless Destruction!”

Boom!

When that voice rang out, the people of Jiangdong felt like they had just seen a light in the midst of nightmarish darkness.

It was like chancing upon a clear stream after journeying through the harsh desert.

For a moment, everyone felt like space and time had just frozen.

The breeze no longer blew and the grass no longer swayed. Even the noisy chaos around them had disappeared into thin air.

Li Er raised his head, Chen Ao widened his eyes, and Lei San froze.

Chen Nan, Zhang Zixi, Fatty, and all of Ye Fan's friends and acquaintances were dumbfounded.

They raised their heads simultaneously and stared in the direction of the voice like devout followers gazing at the source of their faith.

A brilliant ray of light tore through the sky, splitting it into two.

It was like booms of thunder that could penetrate the depths of the ground and streaks of lightning that could pierce through the heavens.

Exuding endless power and force, it seemed to signify the descent of the gods.