My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Mr. Ye, I’m here to help you!”

Before Feng Hu’s hand could touch Ye Guichen, a Judge’s Brush, which had blossomed like a lotus flower, was already spinning rapidly, slicing towards Feng Hu’s hand.

Feng Hu was startled, not expecting Ye Guichen to have an ally. He looked up at the Judge’s Brush and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: ”Judge’s Brush? Haha, such a petty trick, and you think you can ambush me?”

The hand that was reaching for Ye Guichen suddenly changed direction and grabbed towards the Judge’s Brush like a phantom.

The next second, Feng Hu grabbed the handle of the Judge’s Brush, gave it a shake, and the already blossomed Judge’s Brush rapidly closed, with all the golden hair bunching together, transforming into an indestructible weapon.

Then, he swung the Judge’s Brush outward again, throwing it back to its original direction.

The Judge’s Brush instantly turned into a sharp arrow, shooting back swiftly.

Shang Wen Dong was shocked.

He had not expected Feng Hu to be so formidable, not only easily grabbing his Judge’s Brush but also controlling it effortlessly.

Seeing that the Judge’s Brush was coming his way, Shang Wen Dong wanted to dodge, but found that the brush was moving too fast for him to evade.

While cursing himself inwardly for being useless, he braced himself to meet it head-on.

At that moment, a whistling sound echoed.

A gold bar flew from somewhere and struck the body of the Judge’s Brush directly.

Bang!

After a heavy collision sound, the gold bar was dented, flying into a nearby stone wall, embedding almost halfway into the wall.

The Judge’s Brush changed direction, shooting downward, and embedded itself into the cement floor.

Due to the immense force, the cement floor also cracked, forming webs centered around the Judge’s Brush.

Shang Wen Dong wiped his cold sweat, feeling as if he had narrowly escaped death. Without thinking about who had helped him, he hurried forward to extract the Judge’s Brush, but to his surprise, the brush was embedded in the cement as if welded and wouldn’t budge.

”Mr. Ye, I...” Shang Wen Dong was extremely embarrassed, sweating profusely yet still failing to pull out the Judge’s Brush, and could only look up at Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen frowned: ”I told you to go back, why are you here again?”

”Mr. Ye, King Yan is dead, Old Yama’s revenge has been exacted, staying in Yun City holds no meaning to me anymore. Before coming here, I handed over all my businesses in Yun City to the study room. Now I only wish to serve you loyally.” Shang Wen Dong said this with a smile that seemed forced.

He knew Ye Guichen was powerful, and although Ye Guichen had sent him back to Yun City after King Yan’s death...

Shang Wen Dong suddenly felt life had lost its meaning.

Thinking it over, perhaps following Ye Guichen would give his life meaning.

Thus, Shang Wen Dong had been secretly following Ye Guichen all along.

Today, seeing someone attacking Ye Guichen, Shang Wen Dong naturally couldn’t hold back and directly used the Judge’s Brush to ambush.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was so skilled, completely disregarding him.

Now, he hadn’t helped but instead made himself look foolish.

Looking at the gold bar embedded in the wall, it was clear that it was Ye Guichen’s doing.

Suddenly, Shang Wen Dong felt he wasn’t there to help but to trouble Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen was speechless too.

Shang Wen Dong was middle-aged, and now that King Yan was dead, with his assets in Yun City, although not extremely wealthy, he could live a comfortable life, free from King Yan’s pursuit.

But he insisted on following Ye Guichen, and it seemed he was determined.

”Alright, I understand. Since you’ve come, then go ahead and spar with him.” Ye Guichen knew he couldn’t send Shang Wen Dong away right now, so he pointed to Yu Nong.

Seeing Shang Wen Dong’s eager expression, an idea popped into Ye Guichen’s mind.

Since Tianhe Martial Arts Hall was reopening, if they recruited another top-tier expert, it would not only be unfamiliar but also inconvenient.

But Shang Wen Dong was different, with some training to refine his abilities, he could certainly serve as a coach.

Therefore, with Yu Nong being a perfect sparring partner, Ye Guichen wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

Yu Nong’s arms were crippled, but he was still an Innate expert.

It was like a toothless tiger; even without its fangs, the sheer strength of its body could still wrestle with a sheep.

Of course, if the sheep could turn the tables, it would be immensely beneficial.

”Boy, you, you’re humiliating me!” Yu Nong’s face turned red upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words.

A dead camel is still bigger than a horse.

Despite having his arms crippled, Yu Nong still possessed the pride of an Innate expert. Having Shang Wen Dong fight him felt like an insult.

Shang Wen Dong also didn’t understand Ye Guichen’s intent: ”Mr. Ye, you want me to fight this cripple?”

That remark touched Yu Nong’s softest spot.

He immediately went into a rage: ”Ah, even as a cripple, I can still kill you!”

With that, Yu Nong kicked off, darting to Shang Wen Dong in the blink of an eye.

Without saying a word, his feet were already in motion.

Every strike was fierce, like a torrential assault, each move a killing blow, forcing Shang Wen Dong to retreat continuously.

”Mr. Ye, this cripple is wild! His skill is so strong!” Shang Wen Dong didn’t dare waste words, narrowly dodging Yu Nong’s first three kicks. His chest was hit by another kick, almost breaking his bones.

Enduring the pain, Shang Wen Dong didn’t dare slack off, using all his strength to fight Yu Nong.

Meanwhile, Ye Guichen refocused on Feng Hu: ”Sorry for the interruption earlier. They should be occupied now, so if you want to make a move, go ahead. I value reason, your intentions don’t bother me, but you targeting me, I’m not easy to mess with!”

Feng Hu’s eyelids twitched.

Initially, Feng Hu was full of confidence while attacking.

Even with Shang Wen Dong’s ambush, he didn’t care, instead countering by throwing the Judge’s Brush back, intending to kill Shang Wen Dong.

Unexpectedly, Ye Guichen blocked his Judge’s Brush with a gold bar.

Others might not see the intricacies, but Feng Hu was stunned.

Feng Hu threw the Judge’s Brush earlier, yet Ye Guichen casually threw a gold bar and hit the Judge’s Brush.

This simple move made Feng Hu feel that Ye Guichen’s skill might be on par with his own.

”How is this possible? This kid, despite his age, even if he entered the Innate Realm, how could he have such skill?” Feng Hu kept calculating in his mind, torn between whether to continue attacking.

In a flash.

Feng Hu made up his mind and laughed heartily: ”What a joke! Young Ye, I was just playing with you! I’m indeed interested in how you tamed the Ghost Bird, but if you don’t want to part with it, I won’t force you. So, name your price, and I’ll buy the tamed Ghost Bird from you, how about it?”

This was already a negotiating tone.

Feng Hu was cunning; he wouldn’t act without confidence.

Now that Ye Guichen was on guard, any failed move would dish out more than humiliation.

So retreating slightly, he aimed to buy the Ghost Bird to lower Ye Guichen’s guard and attempt ambush later.

No matter the cost, eventually, it would return to him.

Ye Guichen looked at Feng Hu as if he were an idiot: ”Protector Feng, do you think I’m stupid?”