My Silly, Sweet Wife

In the evening, a sudden rainstorm thoroughly washed Jinling.

The rain came quickly and went quickly.

Within less than twenty minutes, the weather cleared up, and a full moon ascended in the sky.

In an inconspicuous bar.

Lv Liang drank cup after cup.

His mood was at its lowest, feeling an unprecedented sense of defeat.

Although twenty million is a large amount for ordinary people, Lv Liang did not see it that way.

This is a disgrace.

An indelible disgrace!

His hatred for Ye Guichen reached its peak, but he had no way to confront him due to his fear of Ye Guichen’s abilities.

Especially seeing Zeng Chang behaving like a lapdog, thrown out just to beg for his life before Ye Guichen, made Lv Liang feel deeply powerless.

He wanted revenge, but could not find a suitable method for the time being.

”What’s the matter, drinking alone to drown your sorrows?” Just as Lv Liang felt his brain spin from the alcohol, a voice rang out.

Before him, an elder seated himself with a smile.

Lv Liang didn’t recognize the man, scrutinized him for a moment, and snorted coldly, ”What the hell does this have to do with you! I’m in a bad mood, get lost!”

Leng Bosun wasn’t angered, instead, he poured more wine for Lv Liang: ”As the master behind Nandu Martial Arts Hall, who founded it from scratch seven years ago, creating an enterprise worth over a billion, you are exceptional in both means and ability. Naturally, your success includes assistance from some benefactors.”

Lv Liang narrowed his eyes, looking at Leng Bosun: ”Do we know each other?”

Leng Bosun shook his head, ”Didn’t know you before, but now, we do.”

”You investigated me?” Lv Liang suddenly felt wary.

Leng Bosun smiled, ”Master Lu, no need to be so cautious of me; in fact, we share a common enemy. I know everything about what happened today. That Ye Guichen is truly despicable; he forced the martial arts hall to provide twenty million. Ha, it’s not just about slapping you in the face.”

”What do you intend?” Lv Liang finally understood that the elder came to seek him out.

Leng Bosun didn’t rush; he picked up a glass of red wine, fiddling with it in his hand: ”Actually, avenging yourself isn’t impossible. There’s a move called borrowing a knife to kill. The question is, does Master Lu dare?”

”Damn it, that Ye scumbag pushed too far! Right now, I just want him dead without a burial place!” Lv Liang slammed his fist on the table, ”Old man, stop beating around the bush; if you’ve got something to say, spit it out!”

”Haha, why get worked up? I’m here to help.” Leng Bosun drained his wine, ”Actually, it’s quite simple to deal with Ye Guichen. Just let the Martial Arts Association handle it. Even if Ye Guichen is a dragon crossing the river, could he really contend with a tiger that sits on the mountain?”

Lv Liang looked interested, ”Old man, you make it sound easy! I exhausted all efforts to drag the Martial Arts Association into this, but Zeng Chang, that coward, got scared and sold me out, making me lose face! Damn it, if he weren’t the Director of the Association, I would have slaughtered him!”

What happened during the day, Lv Liang’s resentment towards Zeng Chang was nearly as intense as towards Ye Guichen.

Taking the money but not taking action.

That was not all; in Lv Liang’s mind, if not for Zeng Chang interfering, he might not have suffered such a complete defeat.

Initially, he thought Zeng Chang would escalate the matter using the Association’s power, but unexpectedly, Zeng Chang hunkered down like a turtle, not showing his face thereafter.

Pure cowardice.

Lv Liang spent several million joining the Association, all wasted.

How could he not feel heartache and resentment?

Leng Bosun laughed heartily, seemingly understanding Lv Liang fully, leaned forward and said gravely: ”But, what if Zeng Chang dies?”

”What?” Lv Liang’s hand shook, nearly dropping the wine glass.

He stared at Leng Bosun, shocked: ”What do you mean? Even if Zeng Chang is scum and worthless, he’s still a Director of the Martial Arts Association. If his dogs die, it’s no big deal, but if he truly dies, it’s a slap in the Association’s face. How could they let it go?”

Leng Bosun nodded lightly: ”Master Lu, you see it clearly.”

Lv Liang couldn’t grasp Leng Bosun’s point, furrowing his brow, ”Old man, speak clearly, I don’t have time for your riddles.”

”Haha, it’s quite simple!” Leng Bosun said slyly: ”If Zeng Chang dies, who would be the killer?”

”What the...” Lv Liang felt impatient, about to say he knew the culprit but stopped halfway, suddenly realizing something, staring at Leng Bosun, ”Old man, you mean that if Zeng Chang dies, we can frame Ye Guichen as the killer. The Association will surely retaliate to save face and fight Ye Guichen to the death?”

Leng Bosun nodded, ”Master Lu, you finally understand. This is called borrowing a knife to kill.”

Lv Liang frowned, disdainful, ”You make it sound easy. Zeng Chang’s status and cultivation were not weak. How could he die easily?”

”What if you act?” Leng Bosun asked back.

Lv Liang jumped, ”Don’t talk nonsense! How could I possibly kill Director Zeng!”

Though he wished to kill Zeng Chang, Lv Liang lacked the courage.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t sway like grass in the wind, bending toward anyone stronger.

Now he realized, those he relied upon proved unreliable.

Leaving him in deep trouble.

Lv Liang felt utterly wretched.

Leng Bosun narrowed his eyes, ”Master Lu, this is a perfect chance—killing two birds with one stone. Moreover, you need not act; I came to find you for your words. When news of Zeng Chang’s death spreads, simply inform the Jinling Martial Arts Association about the conflict between Zeng Chang and Ye Guichen. They’ll take care of Ye Guichen themselves.”

Lv Liang paused, ”Really?”

”Haha, no lie, Master Lu. Ye Guichen killed my son; we share an irreconcilable enemy. Why would I deceive you?” A hint of malice surfaced in Leng Bosun’s eyes.

Lv Liang looked skeptical, ”Who exactly are you? Why seek me?”

Leng Bosun placed a bundle of cash on the table: ”Master Lu, I treat this drink. Wait for my message; when the job is done, you will know my identity.”

He glanced at the stack of cash, around ten thousand.

Lv Liang raised his head, ”Wait.”

Leng Bosun turned, ”What, any advice from Master Lu?”

Lv Liang hesitated, then gritted his teeth: ”I’ll go with your people to kill Zeng Chang!”