My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen nodded: ”Uncle Master, the biggest problem now is that Yuan Shao owns this street. No matter where we go, there’s nowhere to argue. But don’t worry, since I’ve encountered this, I definitely won’t ignore it.”

”But...” Su Tong knew that since Ye Guichen was accepted as a disciple by Li Fengxian, he definitely wasn’t an ordinary person. But recalling how powerful a single Shui Liao was, he became worried about Ye Guichen: ”Guichen, if it really doesn’t work out, let’s leave. Master’s effort in accepting you as a disciple was hard won, I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

”Haha, Uncle Master, I understand.” A wave of warmth passed through Ye Guichen’s heart. He laughed and said lightly, ”Don’t worry, I won’t disgrace the Shennong Sect!”

With this, a gentle smile appeared on Su Tong’s face.

The name Shennong Sect, it had been too long.

Now it seems no one in this world remembers this name.

Alas, who knows when I will be able to return to the Shennong Sect and take a look, so that there will be no regrets in this lifetime.

With many emotions in his heart, Su Tong liked Ye Guichen more and more.

Just then, a cell phone ring interrupted Su Tong’s reverie.

Ye Guichen picked up his phone and saw it was Zhou Weijun calling.

”Brother Zhou?” Ye Guichen was a bit puzzled, Zhou Weijun seldom contacted him without a reason. Could it be that something happened to Zhou Huairen again?

As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Weijun’s voice revealed a hint of hoarseness, hurriedly saying, ”Brother Ye, are you free to talk now?”

”What’s the matter?”

”I, I have something I want to discuss with you.” Zhou Weijun seemed a bit embarrassed, finding Ye Guichen every time something happened, he obviously felt somewhat uneasy.

Ye Guichen laughed, ”Brother Zhou, you’re too polite. What’s the matter? Just tell me.”

”Where are you? I’ll come to find you and talk in person.”

”Alright then.” The situation here was still a bit complicated. Ye Guichen was more interested in Shui Liao’s body and wanted to take this chance to examine Shui Liao. He was considering how to make this rough-trained person his subordinate, which would be beneficial. Therefore, he had no intention of leaving, and he gave Zhou Weijun the address.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Guichen went to Shui Liao.

After all the hassle, the whole medicinal street was quickly taken over by Li Ruoxuan’s people.

Those who belonged to Yuan Shao were either beaten and fled or were hospitalized.

However, up to this point, Yuan Shao had yet to show up.

The merchants knew someone had managed to knock down Shui Liao, some were happy, some worried, some even cursed Ye Guichen for meddling, fearing Yuan Shao might come back to vent his anger on them.

Ye Guichen knew well that some people were just despicable.

Even if you helped them, they felt you were drawing trouble to them, harming them.

For such people, Ye Guichen couldn’t be bothered.

As long as they didn’t stupidly point fingers at his nose and curse him, Ye Guichen would just turn a blind eye.

Looking at Shui Liao lying on the bed like a corpse, Ye Guichen stroked his chin in thought.

Those who could endure to train in rough martial arts had far greater endurance than ordinary people and often a single-mindedness that allowed them to endure immense pain.

Ye Guichen didn’t know how Yuan Shao tamed Shui Liao, but it wasn’t difficult to make Shui Liao follow him wholeheartedly.

Because, rough martial arts practitioners had a fatal flaw.

Their bodies were continuously tempered from a young age, enduring immense pain, and even after growing up, they carried significant hidden injuries from the years of suffering.

According to Ye Guichen’s understanding, rough martial arts practitioners would completely lose their rationality under the full moon, becoming bloodthirsty and murderous, with their skin exploding all over their body. Even with their high pain tolerance, they often faint.

To relieve the pain, they would often go on a killing spree, indifferent even to their closest ones.

Though Ye Guichen hadn’t found a method to counteract this flaw yet, he believed, given time and effort, he could make Shui Liao follow him wholeheartedly.

Thinking this, Ye Guichen raised his hand and tapped Shui Liao’s head several times.

Shui Liao, who originally fainted, suddenly opened his eyes.

But clearly, except for his head, Shui Liao’s body remained restrained.

”Who are you! You seek death!” Shui Liao’s face was full of brute flesh, his voice rough and coarse, staring at Ye Guichen with eyes as big as copper bells.

Ye Guichen sat beside Shui Liao, smiling: ”Why do you follow Yuan Shao?”

”General?” Shui Liao’s pupils contracted hearing Yuan Shao’s name, he struggled but found his body felt foreign, unable to move: ”You dare to call the general’s name directly, you seek death! You seek death!”

His hatred, even if only with teeth, wished to bite Ye Guichen to death.

Ye Guichen frowned.

Such single-minded rough martial arts practitioners were difficult to converse with rationally.

”Mr. Ye, from his looks, it seems hard to manage.” Iron Hand glanced at Shui Liao, feeling it was fantastic hearing Ye Guichen wanted to tame Shui Liao.

Su Jiu’er also chimed in: ”Exactly, from what I know, these people are strong fighters but not smart. Why do you want to tame him? Besides, keeping him here is dangerous, if Yuan Shao comes back, what will you do?”

”I’m waiting for him.” Ye Guichen looked at Su Jiu’er: ”You mean you don’t understand Yuan Shao?”

Su Jiu’er shook her head: ”I don’t understand.”

”Brother Ye, I understand.” Suddenly, a voice sounded from outside.

Ye Guichen turned to look, seeing Zhou Weijun rushing in.

Zhou Weijun paused at the sight of Shui Liao lying on the bed, but quickly walked to Ye Guichen: ”I know Yuan Shao well, I didn’t expect him to act so fast, returning so quickly to make a mess of this medicinal street. If he hadn’t sent me a text, I wouldn’t have known he was back.”

Zhou Weijun was clearly nervous, he opened his phone to show a message to Ye Guichen.

It read: ”Brother Zhou, I’m back, haha, in a few days, I’ll come find you.”

Other than that, there were no more words.

Ye Guichen was puzzled: ”Brother Zhou, you’ve known Yuan Shao for a long time?”

Zhou Weijun’s face turned grave, he nodded: ”Not only knowing but also very familiar, in our youth, we called each other brothers. I thought he was long dead, now he suddenly returns, I’m afraid...”

At this point, a hint of dread flashed in Zhou Weijun’s eyes: ”Brother Ye, I couldn’t think anyone else who could save me. I was helpless and thought of you.”

Ye Guichen was curious: ”Brother Zhou, no need to be polite. What exactly is going on with Yuan Shao? Tell me in detail.”

”Alright!” Originally intending to ask Ye Guichen for help, Zhou Weijun had no intention of hiding anything, and quickly explained everything he knew about Yuan Shao.