A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1765

“I'm sorry, Ye Fan. He is my master. I am indebted to him. I can't watch you kill him. I am willing to die on his behalf.”

Determination was written all over Tang Yun's face. She looked at Ye Fan with teary eyes.

With her arms wide open, she just stood there.

She knew how arduous a journey it had been for Ye Fan.

She was also aware of the effort from Ye Fan to be where he was right now.

Ye Fan deserved everything in return after what he had done.

If she was not the master of Chu Sect, Tang Yun of the Tang family, or the student of Chu Yuan, she would have been happy about his achievement to date and cheered him on.

Unfortunately, that did not work.

Her position as the head of Chu Sect and disciple of Chu Yuan would mean that she could never be happy

and supportive of Ye Fan's achievement.

Thus, Tang Yun had no other choice!

She had to protect her master.

It did not matter if she did it out of gratitude or for their relationship. There was no way Tang Yun could stand there and do nothing about the impending death of her master.

“Ye Fan! What are you doing? Quick! You are running out of time!” exclaimed Moon God worriedly.

Moon God had just unleashed her move. It would be a while more before she could attack again.

There was simply not enough time to do that.

Ye Fan was the only one who could deal Chu Yuan the fatal blow!

At that moment, Ye Fan was ready to unleash the Cloud and Mist Sword Technique any second.

However, the appearance of Tang Yun had caused a delay in his assault.

Hearing what Tang Yun said, Ye Fan was infuriated.

“Tang Yun, why must you force me? You know I don't want to kill you. But, why must you force me to do that time and time again?”

Ye Fan had tears in his eyes, and he looked downcast.

There was so much of anger and sorrow within him.

His sudden outburst spread far and wide.

“Tang Yun, do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?”

Ye Fan was truly enraged.

His words were as cold as ice.

In the end, Ye Fan still went ahead with his attack.

Tang Yun closed her eyes. She felt as if she had walked into the endless darkness.

She did not blame Ye Fan.

She blamed it on fate!

Sometimes, Tang Yun found fate to be so cruel.

Since Ye Fan had such a deep-seated grudge against

the Chu family, God should have never let her get involved with him.

Since God allowed her to bear him children, how did they end up on opposing ends? Even now, they had to face each other till the end.

If it was possible, Tang Yun would rather not have gone to the Chu residence.

Then, she would not have met Ye Fan and get entangled with him so deeply.

Both of them would not have to suffer such painful moments.

A storm was brewing.

Tang Yun stood there with her beautiful eyes closed and her dress fluttering in the wind. Beneath the night sky, her lovely silhouette looked so sorrowful.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan's sword came hurdling down.

The flash of his sword outshone that of the stars.

And so, with an unsurpassed force, he surged forward.

Everyone could see that Ye Fan's sword was going toward Tang Yun.

“Ye Fan, no!"

Tears were rolling down Meng Wanyu's face. The Tang family was even more terrified.

As for the fighters scattered all over Mount Chumen, they were equally shocked.

Just as everyone thought that Ye Fan's sword was going to go through Tang Yun before killing Chu Yuan, his sword missed its target in the final moment.

The sword flew past Tang Yun and went toward Chu Yuan who was behind her.