My Silly, Sweet Wife

Clang!

Accompanied by a violent crash.

The Judge’s pen in Shang Wen Dong’s hand collided fiercely with Feng Guoguo’s broadsword, sparking a blinding flare.

The two stepped back a few paces simultaneously.

However, Shang Wen Dong felt a tightness in his chest, almost spewing a mouthful of blood.

Although Feng Guoguo’s face also looked unsightly, it was much better than Shang Wen Dong’s.

Shang Wen Dong had not yet risen to a top-tier expert. Although he had the Judge’s pen, he was somewhat powerless in contending with Feng Guoguo, a true first-rate expert.

In that brief moment, Tan Lang had already struck the woman surnamed Jiang in the chest with a single slash,

leaving a clear bloodstain between her breasts.

”Damn it!” The woman surnamed Jiang seemed to realize she was nearly exposed, swiftly retreated two steps, endured the pain, and quickly tore a piece of cloth to bind her clothes.

She didn’t expect Tan Lang to be so formidable, her eyes filled with dread.

”Hurry up!” Ye Guichen sensed Mi Lan’s breathing becoming rapid again. He knew even if he temporarily sealed Mi Lan’s acupoints, the poison’s intensity would soon break the seal.

Ye Guichen felt helpless and sighed inwardly.

It seemed he and Mi Lan were truly intertwined by fate.

Both times they met were because she had been poisoned with this potent drug.

With Ye Guichen’s urging, Tan Lang and Shang Wen Dong fought with all their might.

The woman surnamed Jiang was no match for Tan Lang. Already injured, she was retreating step by step under Tan Lang’s relentless attacks.

Slash, slash, slash!

With a few more slashes, Tan Lang had left several scars on the woman surnamed Jiang.

Luo Zongfang’s excitement gradually faded from his face.

”Aunt Jiang, don’t let me down!” Luo Zongfang’s face contorted, seemingly uncaring about the woman surnamed Jiang’s life, only seeking victory.

Although the woman surnamed Jiang knew Luo Zongfang’s character, she still felt a twinge of pain in her heart.

She sometimes treated Luo Zongfang as her junior, fulfilling his requests without question.

Now, Luo Zongfang didn’t care about her life or death. The woman surnamed Jiang felt sad, but still fiercely attacked Tan Lang, as if trying to turn the tide with her last ounce of strength.

Tan Lang wouldn’t care about the woman surnamed Jiang’s desperate efforts.

All he saw was Ye Guichen’s command.

Seeing Ye Guichen becoming anxious, he accelerated his attacks. Soon, he severed the tendons in the woman surnamed Jiang’s limbs, rendering her incapable of fighting.

”Argh, if you have the guts, kill me!” The woman surnamed Jiang sat sprawled on the ground, covered in blood, her eyes red like a madwoman.

The Qin Family was utterly stunned.

They knew Ye Guichen was domineering, but they didn’t expect his subordinates to be so formidable as well.

Especially seeing Shang Wen Dong still holding his ground after over thirty exchanges with Feng Guoguo, they were greatly shocked.

Qin Hanzhong knew better than anyone about Feng Guoguo’s prowess.

In all of Qinghe City, there were no more than five people who could match Feng Guoguo.

Yet, one of Ye Guichen’s henchmen was already this capable.

Just how powerful was Ye Guichen?

Qin Hanzhong deeply regretted it.

Had he known, he wouldn’t have stopped Mi Lan from being with Ye Guichen in the past.

But there was no medicine for regret in this world, and it seemed that everything was already too late.

”Whoosh!”

Seeing Shang Wen Dong being forced closer and closer, Feng Guoguo’s gaze suddenly turned cold. His broadsword slashed diagonally with a whistling air-cutting sound as he shouted, ”Shafeng Slash!”

With that slash, the air seemed to whip up a cold wind.

Shang Wen Dong was shocked, his Judge’s pen suddenly twirling. The pen’s tip expanded like a dandelion, its golden bristles fanning out like a peacock’s tail, looking beautiful.

But now, no one had time to appreciate such beauty.

They only felt a cold wind slicing across their faces, painfully sharp like a blade.

Many instinctively stepped back.

In this situation, no one dared to step forward.

Another violent crash resounded.

This time, the Judge’s pen flew out of Shang Wen Dong’s hand.

Ye Guichen’s face turned cold. Although he had known Shang Wen Dong wasn’t Feng Guoguo’s match, he was still disappointed to see him lose so quickly. ”Your Judge’s pen hasn’t been drawn in years. You’ve lost your killing intent from the past!”

As Ye Guichen spoke, holding Mi Lan in one arm, he raised his other hand to catch the Judge’s pen.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he hurled the Judge’s pen at Feng Guoguo.

Shang Wen Dong’s face burned with shame at Ye Guichen’s words.

He had given his all, but the gap between their levels wasn’t easy to bridge.

Yet, he understood Ye Guichen’s intention was to push him further.

In a blink, seeing the Judge’s pen flying toward him again, Feng Guoguo felt enveloped by a massive aura, even stronger than when Shang Wen Dong held the pen.

The pen seemed to come alive, transforming into a vengeful spirit charging at him.

Feng Guoguo’s face darkened. He shouted, gripping his broadsword with all his might, ”Break Evil!”

One slash, the broadsword seemed to transform into a ferocious beast, crashing into the Judge’s pen.

Boom!

The sound was earth-shattering.

Everyone present held their breath, not daring to exhale.

The strong airwaves caused everyone to instinctively shut their eyes, not daring to watch.

The wind ceased, the sound stopped.

When everyone opened their eyes, they saw a large pit between Ye Guichen and Feng Guoguo, as if dug out by an excavator.

Everyone was stunned.

Feng Guoguo, blood at the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Guichen in shock, then suddenly laughed, ”Haha, Judge, no wonder you’d rather be a dog following this kid. Today, I, Feng Guoguo, am utterly convinced!”

With that, he knelt on one knee before Luo Zongfang. ”Young Master Luo, I can no longer assist you. From now on, I’ll retreat to cultivate. One day, I’ll return to defeat him!”

Pointing at Ye Guichen, his eyes filled with battle intent, as if he had found his life’s purpose.

Luo Zongfang wanted to persuade him, but Feng Guoguo stood up, drew his broadsword from the ground, and walked up to Ye Guichen. ”Kid, you’re strong, but I’ll be back for you! Wait for me!”

He slung the broadsword over his back and leaped away, disappearing from everyone’s sight in the blink of an eye.

Luo Zongfang was dumbfounded. The arrogance on his face had vanished, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

His greatest reliance, Feng Guoguo, had left.

His heart was filled with fear.

But remembering he was a member of the Luo Family, Luo Zongfang steadied himself and looked up at Ye Guichen. ”Kid, what do you want?”