A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1751

Chu Zhengliang yelled at the top of his lungs, and his voice reverberated across Mount Chumen.

At that moment, he could not be bothered about his dignity as the head of the Chu family. Instead, he looked like a lost puppy that was seeking protection from its master. Despite so, Ye Fan did not care.

As he glanced at the other man, the Sword of Yunyang in his hands already glinted with light.

Then, Ye Fan slashed his sword several times.

The sword sliced through the air with murderous intent, heading for Chu Zhengliang.

"Zhengliang, dodge it!"

When everyone from the Chu Sect saw the sword lit up with green light, they could not help but tremble in fear and whimper, "Mr. Chu, run!"

In particular, the Chu family were close to tears.

They could only watch and helplessly sob as Ye Fan's sword got closer and closer to Chu Zhengliang.

After all, he was the head of their family, and his strength was second only to Chu Yuan.

If Ye Fan ended up killing him, the Chu family would undoubtedly see their end.

Regardless, there was nothing they could do but yell in fear.

Seeing how Tang Yun had lost, they knew none of them had any chance of stopping Ye Fan.

Seconds passed, and the sword landed on Chu Zhengliang's body.

Unable to watch the scene unfold, many people closed their eyes unwittingly.

Elders like Chu Shen could not bear to see the worst happen.

Just when everyone thought Chu Zhengliang would meet his end, a golden light suddenly emanated from his body.

The light shot a golden beam straight up to the sky.

Later, it materialized into a substance that shielded Chu Zhengliang from Ye Fan's attack.

However, it did not last for long.

After Ye Fan attacked several times, the shield shattered from the repeated impacts.

His last blow ended up hitting Chu Zhengliang.

As a result, blood splattered everywhere.

A deep gash immediately appeared on Chu Zhengliang's back, and blood gushed from the wound.

"Ahh!"

As Chu Zhengliang shrieked in pain, he was sent flying across the sky like a human cannonball.

Just one blow from Ye Fan was enough to injure him gravely.

There was no doubt that he would have lost his life if not for the protection from the golden streak of light earlier.

Now, he was only severely injured.

After that one blow from Ye Fan's sword, Chu Zhengliang tried to stand up and flee to the Chu residence with his mouth filled with blood.

"Are you trying to escape? Do you really think that it's possible? Chu Zhengliang, you will die today!"

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with fury, and he emitted a murderous aura.

This time, Ye Fan used the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique.

With three strikes, the sword could inflict the most devastating impact possible.

Enveloped in a green light, the sword sailed through the air, painting the sky with a rainbow hue, and aiming to pierce through Chu Zhengliang's chest.

"Oh no! We have to save him!"

When the Demonic Duo saw what happened, they knew Chu Zhengliang would likely die since that sword technique was the deadliest move Ye Fan could make. Even though they were injured and could not defeat Ye Fan, they had a sense of duty to protect Chu

Zhengliang, even if they had to sacrifice their lives.

However, though they did not hesitate to jump in to help, it was no use.

Being far away from where the fight was, they could not offer their help in time.

They could not match up to the speed of Ye Fan's sword.

Everyone could only watch as the sword head for Chu Zhengliang at breakneck speed. It seemed unstoppable.

"Dad, please save me," Chu Zhengliang begged.

Perhaps, he knew he was on the brink of death.

Therefore, he mustered all the strength he had left to scream for help.

Bang!

Suddenly, there were rumbling sounds from the previously peaceful Mount Chumen.

Then, a low voice reverberated from the Chu residence.

"Stop right there, you bastard child!"

It was loud and commanding.

Afterward, everyone saw the dust and soil from the surrounding area swept up into a tornado.

Then, it began moving toward them before it finally clashed with Ye Fan's sword.

Boom!

As a loud noise rang, Ye Fan's sword technique failed.

The immense power of the tornado slammed straight into Ye Fan such that he had to take several steps back.

Moments later, Ye Fan had used up all his energy, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ye-"

Tang Yun, who watched Ye Fan getting hurt from afar, felt her heart shattering into pieces. She almost called out his name. Moon God was equally as concerned.

While Ye Fan was still staggering back, she moved forward immediately to support him.

"Are you all right?" she questioned.

Wiping the trace of blood on his lips, Ye Fan replied, "I'm okay. I can still go on."

While two of them conversed, a burly figure walked out from the Chu residence.

In contrast to the past, Chu Yuan seemed more controlled and stable.

The one-month rehabilitation seemed to have made him calmer.

"Greetings, Old Master!"

One by one, the Chu Sect members greeted and knelt in respect when they saw Chu Yuan.

The sky filled with sounds of worship for him.

"Dad, y-you finally appeared."

Chu Zhengliang was still on the ground, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

When Chu Yuan arrived, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. He even grinned brightly despite his battered state.

Chu Yuan glanced at his son with a livid expression. He opened his mouth as though he wanted to scold Chu Zhengliang, but he kept quiet in the end.

"You should go and get yourself treated." Chu Yuan spoke gruffly before scrutinizing the situation before him.

It was a mess. Blood stained the stone steps, and many broken objects were lying around.

There were fallen trees and countless corpses belonging to the Chu Sect with severed limbs scattered everywhere.

When Chu Yuan spotted Tang Yun, surprise flashed across his eyes.

He could not help but blurted, "Yun, did you lose too?"

With her head hung low, Tang Yun said nothing.

Although she lost to Ye Fan, she could accept the defeat.

Even so, she felt ashamed under the eyes of her master.

She felt like she had let Chu Yuan down and lost his trust in her.

"I-I'm sorry, Master. I apologize for my incompetence. I have let your efforts go to waste. Not only did I fail to protect the Chu Sect, but I've also tarnished its reputation," Tang Yun guiltily stated. Nonetheless, Chu Yuan did not get angry. With an emotionless expression, he commented, "Forget it. You have tried your best. Come here and get behind me. You can leave the rest to me."

Then, several elders of the Chu Sect helped Tang Yun up and obediently walked toward Chu Yuan.

During this time, Ye Fan did not try to stop them. Instead, he quietly watched them.

"Rascal, you are too stubborn. Last time, the Chu Sect already gave in to your request and took a step back. However, instead of stopping, you got worse. Not only did you kill my heir, but you tried to hurt the head of my family. You did not even let my disciples off. At this rate, you are only digging your grave. At first, I wanted to show you mercy on Zhenghong's account.

However, I doubt there is a need to do that anymore," Chu Yuan snarled.

The way he spoke sent a chill down everyone's spine, and everyone could distinctly hear his voice resounding across Mount Chumen.