Tang Rui's bellows echoed throughout the peak of Mount Yunding, booming in all directions like rolling thunder.
Ye Fan lay on the ground, his body covered in injuries.
Moon God, whose dress was drenched in blood, appeared like an angel who had fallen from grace.
Still, despite being gravely wounded, she continued holding her master tight, shielding and guarding him with her soft body.
“You b*stard! How dare you hurt our master! We'll make you pay for that!”
After witnessing Tang Rui thrusting her palm thrice and severely injuring Ye Fan, Moon God, and the others, Gaius and the rest of the party burned with rage.
They roared angrily while wielding their weapons and launched themselves at Tang Rui without any regard for their safety.
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and stood up again. He propped up his weakened body to look at Gaius and the others and uttered weakly, “S-Stop!”
He halted the members of Dragon God Hall from retaliating once again.
“Why are you doing this, Master? This woman wants you dead.” Gaius and the others were baffled.
They couldn't fathom why Ye Fan repeatedly stopped them from standing up for him.
“S-She's right. I-I deserve to die because I, Ye Fan, owe someone. Indeed, I've let Mucheng down.”
Blood trickled down the corner of Ye Fan's lips as he spoke in an undertone.
He didn't utter a single complaint after enduring Tang Rui's attacks, nor did he harbor the thought of retaliating.
However, his heart was filled with curiosity.
He looked up at her. “Aunt Tang, I-I wish to know a-about Mucheng's whereabouts. I-I want to meet with her.”
Perhaps he had sustained too many injuries, or because he had lost too much blood, he felt weak all over and dizzy.
Even so, he gnashed his teeth and tried his best to remain in an upright position.
After listening to Tang Rui's speech, he could tell she seemed to have met with Mucheng.
Now that Chu Yuan had died, Ye Fan had finally settled his grudges with Chu Sect.
He planned to make it up to his close ones with the remaining time of his life, especially to his wife, Qiu Mucheng.
That's right. As Tang Rui said, I owe Mucheng the most. Although she's nominally my wife, she's been alone in Jiangdong, caring for my mother while safeguarding my business there.
Ye Fan had rarely visited her that whole time.
After the battle with Chu Sect back then, he didn't even contact Qiu Mucheng once in almost three years.
During that period, his only thought was to avoid disturbing her before he successfully avenged himself and accomplished his goal.
Now, he figured it was time he returned to her side.
Regardless of whether she still loved him, he had to meet with her once because there were some things he had to tell her in person.
“Meet with her? You can forget about that. She won't see you. At the very least, you won't be able to meet with her before her capabilities surpass yours.”
Frostiness and anger were evident in Tang Rui's voice as she spoke.
A single sentence from her eliminated all the ideas in Ye Fan's mind.
Lips trembling, he asked again, “I-Is she well?”
Sorrow rose within him all of a sudden.
However, Tang Rui wasn't inclined to answer him. She led her little sister, Tang Yun, away and was about to leave.
Seconds away before Tang Rui left, Ye Fan suddenly got to his knees. His eyes red, he asked her, “Aunt Tang, please, I beg you. Can you tell me h-how Mucheng is doing now?”
Perhaps his actions had managed to touch her because her heart softened momentarily.
“You don't need to worry about Mucheng. I've taken her in as my disciple, and she's currently learning under my guidance. You can forget about finding her either because she's cultivating in another world. You two will meet again if your fates still intertwine.”
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