My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Mr. Ye, be careful!” Rashamon’s grab came with a gust of wind, startling Iron Hand into shouting.

Ye Guichen didn’t even turn his head, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and he said indifferently, ”You don’t know life from death.”

Just as Rashamon’s hand was about to grab Ye Guichen’s shoulder, Ye Guichen’s figure flickered.

Rashamon’s grab directly clutched empty air.

”Huh?” Rashamon was momentarily stunned, completely unprepared for missing his target.

However, Rashamon was still a supreme assassin, hesitating for less than 0.01 seconds before changing the direction of his claws, aiming straight for Ye Guichen’s throat.

If this claw even grazed Ye Guichen’s neck, it would certainly slice his throat like a razor.

Ye Guichen naturally felt the killing intent in Rashamon’s moves, coldly snorted, and suddenly struck a punch at Rashamon’s wrist.

Crack!

Accompanied by a dull thud.

Rashamon’s wrist, comparable to steel claws, drooped down vertically, evidently broken.

Rashamon’s pupils contracted in shock, retreating several steps rapidly, staring at Ye Guichen in disbelief: ”You, you actually broke my copper skin iron bones?”

When he was a monk, Rashamon was the outstanding among his peers and even practiced outside bare-chested in severe winter to develop his copper skin iron bones.

In his master’s eyes, he was the most diligent one.

If not for his greed for beauty and money, he would’ve become his master’s successor.

Nonetheless, after leaving the temple, Rashamon quickly gained fame.

Relying solely on his copper skin iron bones, he was almost invincible against those in the same realm, even unarmed.

But now, the opponent broke his copper skin iron bones in one move, how could Rashamon not be shocked?

Yet, Rashamon was a relentless killer, he pushed his wrist back, reconnecting the bones himself, and grabbed the skull beads around his neck: ”Kid, didn’t expect you to have some skills, but since you came today, you must die!”

Then, he glanced at Ning Chengyuan: ”Young Master Ning, we agreed on a price just to protect you from harm. If I kill this person today, it will cost one more penny!”

”What?” Ning Chengyuan’s mind couldn’t process this.

Hearing the first half, he thought Rashamon was demanding sky-high prices, if not millions, then at least hundreds of thousands.

But asking for one more penny, what’s that about?

Soon, Ning Chengyuan understood.

It was to humiliate Ye Guichen.

Rashamon’s meaning was Ye Guichen was only worth a penny, implying Ye Guichen’s life was worthless.

”Haha, Master Rashamon, from today onwards, you are my friend, I, Ning Chengyuan, recognize you as an elder brother!”

Ning Chengyuan laughed heartily.

He was lustful, and Rashamon was also lustful.

The two smelly odors matched.

Though Rashamon lost a move, he showed no sign of retreating, his eyes turning red with a resolve to kill Ye Guichen.

Rashamon sneered, ”Good!”

Throwing the skull beads from his hand.

The beads flew with a crackling sound, enveloping Ye Guichen.

”Nine Dragon Thunderclap Slash?” Iron Hand was shocked at the sight of the nine beads.

He had heard of this move of Rashamon’s before, knowing these nine skulls had a tremendous origin, apparently gifted by Rashamon’s master when he left the temple.

Initially, they were nine beads, but later, Rashamon carved a bead into a skull each time he killed someone, nourishing it with fresh blood.

Soon, nine skulls were carved out.

Since then, after killing, Rashamon liked draining the blood and soaking the skull beads, claiming it helps the deceased transcend.

Strangely, these skulls seemed to gain a demonic quality after being soaked in blood, each time used, it meant death.

The beautiful women watched as if they were witnessing a spectacle.

”Master is so handsome!”

”Oh my, who knew master is a martial arts expert!”

”Master, oppa, today we are free, no charge!”

Rashamon’s sturdy, powerful presence instantly made him an idol to the beauties.

Ning Chengyuan’s eyes shone.

He knew Ye Guichen was doomed this time.

However, when Ye Guichen saw the flying skull beads, he felt they morphed into a demonic face attacking him.

”This Rashamon indeed has some skills!” Ye Guichen thought, launching a palm strike directly at one of the skulls.

With a dull thud, the skull was sent flying back.

Meanwhile, the remaining skulls flew towards him.

Ye Guichen’s figure flickered, launching two more palm strikes, dodging the skulls’ attacks.

The other skulls seemed manipulated by an invisible hand, missing Ye Guichen, embedding deeply into the wall.

”Good move!” Rashamon’s eyes widened, seeing Ye Guichen dodge his skulls, he roared, launching another palm strike.

Strangely, the nine skulls charged at Ye Guichen from all directions.

It was more dazzling than a magic trick.

Iron Hand’s eyes were dazzled.

He thought he wouldn’t be too badly beaten even when not in his best shape against Rashamon.

Now, he realized Rashamon’s skills were far superior to his.

Seeing the skulls getting closer, Ye Guichen shook his head gently: ”Enough playing!”

He launched another palm strike.

This time, the movement trajectories of the skulls seemed altered.

In an instant, the skull beads flew straight towards Rashamon.

Rashamon was alarmed, noticing the nine skull beads vaguely forming a palm print.

”This, how is this possible?”

His weapon being used against him, Rashamon lost the will to fight, attempting to flee.

But as he turned, the skull beads struck his back.

He was sent flying.

Pff!

Rashamon spat blood.

He couldn’t catch his breath, seeing two beauties looking at him, bewildered.

With a flip, Rashamon grabbed the beauties’ necks: ”Kid, you have skills, but this monk won’t play with you today!”

Before the beauties could react, Rashamon broke their necks, throwing them at Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen could only dodge, but as he dodged, Rashamon had disappeared.

”Damn, he escaped!” Ye Guichen glanced at the dead beauties, their necks broken definitively.

”Iron Hand, get up!” he ordered sharply.

Iron Hand scrambled up, kicking Ning Chengyuan out.

”Damn it, dared to kick my face!” Though injured by Rashamon, with Rashamon fled, Iron Hand felt spirited, kicking Ning Chengyuan in the face: ”Tell me, how do you want to die?”

Ning Chengyuan was petrified.

He never expected Ye Guichen to be this formidable.

”Don’t, don’t kill me!” Ning Chengyuan screamed, urinating himself: ”Ye Guichen, don’t kill me. I’ll give you anything, just don’t kill me!”

Ye Guichen glanced coldly at Ning Chengyuan, unwilling to waste words: ”I warned you last time, I am a man of my word. Now, you face the consequence.”

Ye Guichen’s face was expressionless, instructing Iron Hand: ”Clean this up, I’m leaving.”

Iron Hand was utterly submissive to Ye Guichen, nodding quickly: ”Understood, Mr. Ye, I understand.”

”Take the skull beads, see if you can use them as your weapon.” Ye Guichen turned to leave.

Ning Chengyuan’s face turned pale, looking at Iron Hand with a flattering look, about to beg for mercy, but Iron Hand suddenly grabbed a skull bead, smashing it into Ning Chengyuan’s brow.

His skull shattered instantly.

Iron Hand’s mouth curled with coldness, grabbing the bead, walking towards the bed.

The beauty was petrified.

”Don’t, don’t come near, don’t come near.”

However, nothing mattered.

To Iron Hand, killing held no psychological burden.

Soon, Iron Hand killed everyone in the room, staging it as a Rashamon’s murder scene before leaving hurriedly.

Outside the hotel, Ye Guichen sighed deeply.

But letting Rashamon escape posed a potential threat.

Thinking for a while, Ye Guichen felt uneasy, calling Blood Rose: ”The recent situation in Yun City is unrestful, find Rashamon for me.”

”Okay!” Blood Rose did not hesitate, agreeing immediately: ”Boss, I heard Dragon Teeth people are coming to Yun City.”

”Dragon Teeth?”

”Yes, Yun City has seen numerous masters lately, they’re coming to investigate what’s going on.” Blood Rose explained.

Ye Guichen said nothing more, simply replied: ”Got it.”