My Silly, Sweet Wife

”President Mai, you don’t have much time to consider!” Seeing Mai Gu hesitating, Matsui Ichiro took out his phone and made a video call.

Soon, after the call connected, Mai Jiacheng appeared on the screen with his hands tied.

Next to Mai Jiacheng, Mo Rusong was also kneeling on the ground, looking disheveled.

”President Mai, see for yourself. What’s more important to you, your reputation or the lives of your grandson and friend?” Matsui Ichiro smiled coldly.

Mai Gu looked at the phone and his pupils contracted sharply: ”You, you even caught Mo Rusong?”

”Hehe, yes, I hadn’t planned to do anything to them. But you’re too stubborn. I had to let Mo Rusong handle this, but he failed. And your grandson Mai Jiacheng voluntarily walked into my trap, so I had to tie them both up.”

Matsui Ichiro had indeed left himself a backup plan.

After all, this was Hua Country. To be cautious, he hadn’t brought Mai Jiacheng and Mo Rusong here and only kept them as his trump cards. But he hadn’t anticipated the appearance of Ye Guichen.

Given the situation, Matsui Ichiro decided to go all in.

He believed that with the lives of Mai Jiacheng and Mo Rusong in his hands, he could surely make Mai Gu submit.

”You despicable scoundrel!” Seeing his son in such a miserable state, Mai Lang couldn’t hold back any longer. He stomped his foot and charged at Matsui Ichiro.

However, Matsui Ichiro completely ignored Mai Lang.

Although Mai Lang had martial arts talent and was a second-rate expert, he quickly dodged the Sunset Samurai and reached Matsui Ichiro. But the small man named Yamamoto beside Matsui Ichiro suddenly struck, hitting Mai Lang in the chest.

Mai Lang felt like he had been hit by a truck, flying backward and spitting out blood after landing.

”You, you’re a first-rate expert?” Mai Lang’s pupils shrank in disbelief as he looked at Yamamoto.

He knew this small man’s skills were strong but hadn’t expected him to be a first-rate expert.

This was a real problem.

Matsui Ichiro sneered, ”Hahaha, Mai Gu, to be honest, our Matsui family is very interested in Hua Country’s traditional medicine. If you cooperate, you can remain president, and we can work together for mutual benefit. But if you continue to be stubborn, I’ll have no choice but to send your grandson and your friend on a one-way trip.”

He then squinted at Mai Lang, ”Hehe, this must be your only son, right? He can fight, but here, what use is his strength?”

Mai Lang hadn’t brought his men, and the guards at the association building were already subdued by the Sunset Samurai.

In the hall, Matsui Ichiro clearly held the upper hand.

Mai Gu’s face twitched, looking extremely grim.

Mai Lang’s face was full of despair.

A first-rate expert is a supreme existence anywhere.

Never mind all these Sunset Samurai, even Yamamoto alone could probably keep them firmly under control.

”Master Mai, if you don’t mind, how about I have a chat with Mr. Matsui?” Ye Guichen stepped forward as Mai Gu and others were at a loss.

”You?” Mai Gu was stunned, puzzled.

He hadn’t seen Ye Guichen’s abilities and didn’t know how skilled he was in martial arts.

Moreover, given Ye Guichen’s strong medical skills, he must be lacking in martial prowess.

At this moment, Matsui Ichiro had the upper hand. How could he be persuaded unless he was beaten to the ground and begged for mercy?

However, Su Tong knew Ye Guichen’s capabilities and quickly said, ”Ye, remember that Mr. Matsui is a Sunset Man. Try not to kill him. Give them some face.”

His words were dripping with sarcasm.

Mai Gu turned to look at Su Tong. Seeing him unafraid, as if he knew nothing serious would happen with Ye Guichen around, he was astonished, ”You mean Ye also knows martial arts?”

”Hehe, Mai, you’re quite ignorant!” Su Tong shook his head repeatedly, his eyes full of disdain for Mai Gu.

Mai Lang had heard that Ye Guichen had overpowered a group of his men, but those were just ordinary experts, not on par with a first-rate expert.

”Kid, don’t be reckless, or you’ll lose your life!” Mai Lang warned, ”The opponent is a first-rate expert. With your skills, you’re no match for him!”

”Hehe, who said I’m going to fight Mr. Matsui?” Ye Guichen smiled and walked five steps away from Matsui Ichiro, ”Mr. Matsui, Hua Country is a land of etiquette. If reasoning works, we won’t resort to violence. But that doesn’t mean Hua Country people can be bullied. Now, I’ll give you a chance. Mr. Matsui, publicly apologize to the Hua Country Medical Industry and announce that you’ll leave Hua Country forever and never set foot again. How about this proposal?”

Everyone was stunned upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words.

Is Ye Guichen delusional?

How dare he say such arrogant and shameless words!

Matsui Ichiro was also stunned, then laughed as if hearing the world’s biggest joke, ”Hahaha, baka yarou, Ye, you really know how to joke! I admit you have some medical skills, but I have so many men here, and a master like Mr. Yamamoto, do you think you can make me retreat with mere words?”

”Kid, you’re dreaming!” Matsui Ichiro seemed reluctant to waste words with Ye Guichen, but clearly wary of his medical skills. To eliminate any future trouble, killing Ye Guichen to set an example would remove a rising star in the Hua Country medical field and serve as a warning.

Showing a hint of killing intent, Matsui Ichiro stopped talking and pointed at Ye Guichen, ”Sunset Samurai, this brat has shamed us. Kill him and sacrifice him to the Emperor!”

”Hai!”

”Baka yarou!”

”Kill!”

Upon hearing this, the Sunset Samurai’s faces turned ferocious.

However, they didn’t take Ye Guichen seriously. One Samurai cursed and swung his Sunset Blade at Ye Guichen’s head.

To them, killing Ye Guichen was as easy as killing a chicken.

”I wanted to reason with you, but you insist on fighting. How annoying!” Seeing this, Ye Guichen shook his head lightly, acting pretentious.

But in the next second, as the Sunset Blade was about to land on his head, Ye Guichen suddenly raised his hand.

His two fingers instantly clamped the blade.

The Samurai pressed down hard but couldn’t move it an inch.

Even more terrifyingly, with a slight twist, Ye Guichen broke the blade in half.

”Boring!” Ye Guichen flicked the half blade away.