A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Chapter 2190

The long dress was stained crimson with blood, and there she lay, still as death.

Noa spat out a mouthful of blood and fled from the arena, but Luo Li had no intentions of sparing her.

He stepped out and gave chase, his Qi expanding and refined energy surging as he struck a forceful blow at Noa.

“No, Luo Li!”

“Noa!”

The crowd was on the edge of their seats, and a group of disciples from Elysian Hall trembled in fear.

No one expected Luo Li to cross the line and not only intimidate his junior but attack someone from behind. He didn't back off when she was already hurt and had no compassion or regard for the sect bond.

Rage was understandable, but Luo Li was still the sect's lead disciple and a senior disciple of Tang Xian. He was strong, with a background no one would mess with.

No matter how enraged Coman and the others were, they wouldn't stand up to him and look to the three elders who sat high up in their seats for help.

However, they didn't seem inclined to intervene and even deliberately averted their gaze, turning a blind eye to what was going on.

“It's over!”

“Noa is done for this time.”

“What if she sustains heavy injuries and has to leave the arena...” This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Coman sighed woefully, and the crowd simultaneously cast her a pitiful look.

Blood trickled down from the corners of Noa's lips, and her gaze flew around in a panic.

She looked at the incoming blow, then at Luo Li, who was fighting for Sophia. Fear choked her, but an inexplicable despair rose from within.

She was suddenly envious of Sophia. She might have lost the competition, but she had love.

Wealth, prestige, and power weren't determinants of a woman's happiness; rather, it was having someone to fight for you when you shed tears during tough times and shield you from the storm.

Luo Li violated sect rules to seek revenge for the woman he loved.

She had no one. None.

Her father used to be her protector, but now she had nothing.

Sadness filled Noa, and she stopped fighting, closing her eyes and silently waiting for the blow to come.

In the moment of sorrow, a flash of white light streaked from the sky as fast and bright as lightning, striking Luo Li.

A loud bang resonated, and he lurched from the impact slamming into him, forcing him to pull back a few meters.

“Who is it? Which dumb*ss dares to interrupt? Show yourself!” Luo Li roared after bracing himself.

“What happened?”

“Did you see that, Ye Fan? What just happened?” The crowd was shocked, and a look of bewilderment crossed Coman's face.

They were so focused on Noa that none of them caught what happened, except that Luo Li doled out a blow but was stopped and driven back by an unknown force.

Ye Fan suddenly got up beside Coman, who was still wondering what had happened, and walked forward.

“What is it? What are you doing? Do you have to relieve yourself?” Coman asked, but Ye Fan made his way to Noa instead of answering him.

Coman immediately stopped him. “D*mn it, Ye Fan. What do you think you're doing? Trying to be a hero saving a damsel in distress? I know Noa is a lovely lady, but our lives matter, too. Luo Li has a short fuse and is incensed now. You're looking for trouble if you butt in.”

Coman clung to Ye Fan, afraid that he might do something stupid.

“Don't worry, I know my limits,” Ye Fan replied level-headedly, breaking free from Coman's grip before resuming walking.

“Who is that punk?”

“I don't recognize him.”

“I'm guessing he must be a newbie.”

“A newbie who dares to challenge Luo Li?”

“He must have a death wish!”

“What a moron...”

The crowd became aware of Ye Fan's presence, glaring at him with disdain, and murmurs of jeers and snickers rose.

He ignored them all and took the steps with his hands slightly raised, his back to the audience.

“Have you lost your mind, Ye Fan...” Coman sighed, slapping his thigh as he looked at Ye Fan's back.

Noa was, after all, an heiress, and Luo Li wouldn't dare take her life even in a moment of rage. But Ye Fan was a nobody, and Luo Li definitely wouldn't go easy on him if he interfered.

Deaths in clan fights weren't uncommon.

While everyone thought Ye Fan was a fool, Noa glanced over, the corners of her mouth still smeared with traces of blood.

There were no compliments on earth that could compare to the moment their gazes connected. It was like deep, uninterrupted breathing.

“Y-Ye Fan...” Her lips trembled, delight painted on her blood-smudged face.

“Did you do that just now?” Luo Li's expression darkened at Ye Fan's appearance. “You will get the h*ll out of my way if you know any better. She hurt the woman I love, so I'm going to teach her a lesson today. What's the matter? Are you standing up for her? Do you want to die alongside her?” he threatened with a cold glint in his eyes.

Ye Fan smiled in response. “You can defend your girl, but I can't? Noa's father may not be around anymore, but that doesn't mean she should be bullied. Do you really think no one cares about her?” Coldness threaded through his words, but they filled her with warmth.

Tears stung the corners of her eyes. She had always assumed her feelings for Ye Fan were unrequited, but he appeared to care about her.

Perhaps they weren't going to be a couple any time soon, but this was enough. At least she knew someone in the world cared about her and would stick up for her if she was in danger.

Noa smiled through her tears, and Ye Fan raised his foot in a stomp after those words left his mouth.

A deep rumble reverberated, and the ground shook from the force.

A torrent of Qi gathered and whirled toward Luo Li, which took him by surprise.

His pupils constricted, and he moved to block the attack, but it was like trying to hold the tide back with a broom.

Not even a pained squeak escaped Luo Li as he was flung ten meters into the air in a crumpled, unconscious heap with a sickening crunch of bones and tendons. Blood spluttered from his mouth all over the ground.

“W-What...”

“How is this possible?”

Everyone gasped in shock, and those who were ridiculing Ye Fan went silent. Even Coman was bewildered, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

W-Who... is this guy?

One kick from Ye Fan was enough to knock Luo Li out. Such a talent was simply unheard of.

Ye Fan strode toward Noa after dealing with him, still ignoring the onlooker's gawking.

Backlit by the sun, he smiled and reached out a helping hand toward her. “It's been too long, Noa.”

Brilliant sunlight bathed him in its rays. She tilted her head up to look at him, and for a moment, she thought he looked dazzling.

“Nice... nice to see you again...” Her voice trembled, and a blush swept across her cheeks.