My Silly, Sweet Wife

Shang Wen Dong didn’t pay any attention to Shang Shufang at all. With a wave of his hand, a man in black immediately stepped forward to carry the now completely weak Shang Shufang and placed him on the couch.

”Dad, Dad, why exactly?” Shang Wen Dong couldn’t understand why Shang Wen Dong wanted to kill Ye Guichen, and even used him to do it.

Also, Niu Lan is dead, so how come I don’t know anything?”

Shang Shufang felt completely baffled, especially after seeing those men in black. He couldn’t understand how his father got these people.

These people clearly had exceptional skills and were well-trained. His father was just a businessman; how could he have so many people working for him?

”Shufang, I used you out of necessity. I don’t want to see us father and son turn on each other, and I especially don’t want to see you mingling with this person!” Shang Wen Dong pointed at Ye Guichen and sneered, ”Kid, you really are calm! I know you have some skills, but I’ve used the maximum dose of the powder for anesthesia, what are you pretending for? Hmph, even an elephant would collapse!”

Shang Wen Dong saw that Ye Guichen not only wasn’t afraid of the powder for anesthesia, but also kept saying it was ineffective.

It was completely an act.

Even a first-class expert would lose all strength after consuming this powder.

Let alone Ye Guichen?

”I, who have traveled the martial world for decades, what kind of trickery haven’t I seen? You think such a minor trick can fool me?” Shang Wen Dong sat opposite Ye Guichen, shaking a wine glass in his hand, ”Tell me, are you going to surrender yourself, or should I do it for you?”

Seeing that Shang Wen Dong didn’t believe he was unaffected by the powder, Ye Guichen didn’t bother to explain further. Instead, he picked up some food with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed slowly, then shook his head gently, ”Hmm, not bad. To cover the taste of the powder, you deliberately added more salt, making the originally delicious dish a bit too salty.”

Shang Wen Dong’s pupils shrank suddenly.

At such a time, he has the heart to critique my cooking?

”Haha, Ye Guichen, no wonder Long Zhengkun fell at your hands. Just this pretentiousness alone is enough to kill a lot of people.” Shang Wen Dong burst into laughter, ”But no matter how much you pretend, what use is it? Since I brought you here today, don’t expect anyone to rescue you!”

Seeing Ye Guichen’s calm demeanor, Shang Wen Dong assumed he still had a backup plan.

Ye Guichen shook his head indifferently, ”Since I dared to come, I didn’t intend for anyone to rescue me. I just came to have a meal on Shang Shufang’s account. Since I’m here, how can I leave without being full?”

Eating the dishes and drinking some wine, he also commented on each dish’s flavor. After a few minutes, he looked up, ”Uncle Shang, could you please get me a bowl of rice? These dishes are indeed a bit too salty.”

”Damn, you really know how to act!” Shang Wen Dong slammed the table, unable to stand Ye Guichen’s pretentious attitude anymore. He waved his hand, ”Attack!”

The men in black quickly closed in, only five steps away from Ye Guichen, aiming their crossbows at his head.

Shang Shufang’s face changed drastically, but he couldn’t move. Besides screaming, he had no other means.

Ye Guichen glanced at the men in black, then put down his chopsticks, ”If I’m not mistaken, these people should be the legendary Ghost Hiders, right?”

”Huh?” Shang Wen Dong was surprised, ”How do you know that?”

”Ghost Hiders are said to be death soldiers trained by King Yan of the Yama Hall Killer Organization. They carry Life-taking Crossbows and Cold Moon Blades. There are a total of thirty-three of them, each a third-rate master, all completely loyal to King Yan.”

Speaking this, Ye Guichen paused and gently shook his head, ”But I find it strange; there are only thirteen here. As far as I know, the thirty-three Ghost Hiders always appear together, whether facing thousands or one person. They never act alone.”

”Who, who exactly are you?” Shang Wen Dong didn’t initially take Ye Guichen seriously. He’d expected a perfect victory by having Rashamon deliver the final blow after Ye Guichen was completely incapacitated.

But Ye Guichen not only recognized the assassins but also accurately identified their background.

Fear!

Shang Wen Dong stared intensely into Ye Guichen’s eyes, trying to find a clue.

However, Ye Guichen’s eyes were calm. He continued, ”It is said that King Yan of Yama Hall has a great relationship with the Judge, who is King Yan’s adopted son. King Yan had spent much effort training these Ghost Hiders. But since the Judge respects King Yan as his father, King Yan gave him command of these Ghost Hiders. Now, seeing you, it appears you are the famous White Ling killer of Yama Hall, Judge?”

Seeing Ye Guichen smiling at him,

Originally, when Ye Guichen heard about the Judge’s Pen appearing, he had doubts.

Yun City is quite small. If the Judge’s Pen appeared, even if the holder wasn’t the Judge, they likely were an exceptional expert.

But such a strong expert appearing in Yun City, he couldn’t be unaware.

Now Ye Guichen understood.

The Judge had been hiding in Yun City for a long time, erasing all traces of himself, blending into the crowd. Even if he stood before him, it might be hard to recognize the Judge.

However, these Ghost Hiders exposed Shang Wen Dong’s true identity.

Ghost Hiders only follow the orders of two people, King Yan and the Judge.

”Phew...” Realizing Ye Guichen had identified him, Shang Wen Dong exhaled long, straightened his body, and said gravely, ”I underestimated you. But even though you’ve recognized my identity, what of it? You still won’t escape death today.”

Shang Wen Dong had lost patience, fearing delay might give Ye Guichen time to counteract the powder.

”Master of Rakshasa, what are you waiting for?” Shang Wen Dong shouted toward the upstairs.

The next second, Rashamon leapt down from the second floor.

Rashamon saw Ye Guichen and laughed, shaking his head, ”Boy, you didn’t expect me to be here, did you?”

Ye Guichen looked at Rashamon and nodded, ”Indeed, I did not.”

”Haha, I, a humble monk, have escaped death. Today is your death day!” Rashamon glared at Ye Guichen without rushing to strike. Instead, he said to Shang Wen Dong, ”Shang Wen Dong, you hid deeply. I always thought you were just a businessman; I never expected you to be the long-missing Judge! Ha, marvelous! Marvelous! So today, we will join forces to kill this man. Afterward, I will speak to King Yan on your behalf and request credit for you.”

Shang Wen Dong had a smile on his face, ”Rashamon, I will leave him with a breath, so you can finish him off!”

”Kill!”

With those words, the men in black fired their crossbows.

Simultaneously, all the Ghost Hiders moved, darting like lightning, slashing with their blades.