My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen’s attention was completely focused on the elite members and did not notice Feng Guoguo.

Since he had to be the instructor, naturally, he couldn’t take it lightly.

After surveying the scene and seeing the elites looking at him with awe, Ye Guichen spoke again: ”I know you might not be convinced, but the fact is, I teach you how to kill, how to protect yourselves, not to flaunt how many scars you have and how many lives you’ve traded for those scars.”

Saying this, Ye Guichen placed his hands behind his back and taunted, ”I will stand here without moving, you can all attack me. If any of you can touch the hem of my clothes, I will immediately step down as your instructor. But if you can’t, I don’t want to see any more doubts about me. Even if I tell you to eat shit, you must obey without hesitation. Dare to take this bet?”

Ye Guichen’s words ignited the fury of the elite members.

Previously, Ye Guichen had slapped two experts among them, and though his methods seemed extraordinary, now he stood unmoving, claiming they couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes?

Do you really think you’re a god?

”Alright, it’s you who said it!”

The elites felt their blood surge to their heads, roaring madly like frenzied wolves, charging at Ye Guichen.

Only Jiang Long remained still.

He knew that Ye Guichen wouldn’t make empty boasts.

Since Ye Guichen said it, he could definitely achieve it.

However, he was more curious.

None of the elites were inferior to him; the idea that even under siege they couldn’t touch the hem of Ye Guichen’s clothes was somewhat incredible.

Yet, the following scene opened Jiang Long’s eyes further.

Huo Feng and the others exerted all their strength to try and injure Ye Guichen, but strangely, no matter how they moved, Ye Guichen always evaded effortlessly, like a slippery eel.

Forget about the hem of his clothes, they couldn’t get within ten centimeters of him.

It lasted only a few minutes.

Ye Guichen still had his hands behind his back, looking relaxed, while Huo Feng and the others were gasping for breath.

The feeling was as if they’d been through a life-and-death fight.

”Stop!”

Finally, Huo Feng shouted.

He stood still, realizing what kind of expert Boss Mo had found them.

”Instructor, we admit defeat!” Huo Feng clasped his hands: ”And we completely submit! From now on, we’ll follow your orders. Even if you tell us to eat shit, we won’t frown.”

The others also completely submitted.

Without experiencing it personally, they couldn’t understand Ye Guichen’s terror.

Despite being so many people besieging him, they couldn’t even touch the hem of Ye Guichen’s clothes.

If it was in the past, they wouldn’t have believed that someone so young could have such skills.

Jiang Long straightened his back proudly, as if he were Ye Guichen, giving Yuan Gang a proud glance.

Yuan Gang whispered, ”Jiang Long, from now on, you’re my brother, I’ll wash your socks for three months!”

Jiang Long laughed, brightly.

He knew that because of Ye Guichen, he had finally become one of these elites.

Of course, Ye Guichen saw the restrained sharpness in Huo Feng’s eyes and knew they had been completely subdued by him, finally nodding with satisfaction: ”Good, I don’t want to say more nonsense. What I teach you is this evasive cultivation technique. Only if you can evade others’ attacks first, can you possibly injure them.”

”Moreover, I will give each of you relevant advice based on your individual cultivation techniques over the next month, as per my instructions.”

Next, Ye Guichen taught this evasive cultivation technique to the elites.

Although this technique wasn’t profound, Ye Guichen had learned it on his own at a young age on Wanfoshan.

In actual combat, it’s definitely powerful.

As a child, to pick herbs in the mountains, Ye Guichen often fought against wild animals, sometimes encountering wolf packs; he had to escape when he couldn’t win.

Over time, he developed a technique that even wolf packs couldn’t touch him.

It’s undeniable; the elites’ comprehension was exceedingly high.

Ye Guichen explained it two or three times, and most had already grasped the essence of the technique.

Each of them reacted as if they’d found treasure and began practicing passionately.

Seeing them deeply immersed, Ye Guichen didn’t say much more. Turning to Boss Mo, he asked for paper and pen and tailored training methods based on their individual techniques.

During the evasion practice, Ye Guichen easily grasped the movement techniques of the elites, so giving them tailored advice was a breeze.

After completing all this, it was already evening.

Boss Mo invited Ye Guichen to dinner, but Ye Guichen declined.

”Instructor Ye, someone has been waiting for you,” seeing that Ye Guichen truly wouldn’t join for dinner, Boss Mo had no choice but to call Feng Guoguo out of the car: ”Mr. Feng has been waiting for you.”

Seeing Feng Guoguo, Ye Guichen wasn’t very surprised, he just nodded lightly: ”Should I now call you Big Knife Feng Shisan?”

Feng Guoguo laughed heartily: ”Mr. Ye, we are considered friends after a fight, your demeanor as the young instructor just now was impeccable. Hahaha, previously, I was unconvinced by you, now it seems that we really have a rising military god for Hua Country in the future.”

Ye Guichen quickly stopped him: ”No, no, no, I’m used to being lazy, today was only because Boss Mo invited me several times, I had no choice. In the future, I’m not too interested in such things, and I’m not very interested in becoming one of the military corps. Hehe, Mr. Thirteen, surely you didn’t come here just to flatter me?”

Feng Guoguo had only tentatively sounded out Ye Guichen’s thoughts earlier, unexpectedly he had been rejected outright. His eyes revealed disappointment as he sighed: ”If you don’t mind, can I accompany you to Phoenix Pavilion?”

”Oh?” Ye Guichen was a bit surprised: ”You know I live in Phoenix Pavilion?”

”Haha, sorry, I’m here on a mission, can’t help it.” Feng Guoguo shrugged.

Ye Guichen didn’t ask more, letting Feng Guoguo in his car, bid farewell to Boss Mo, and drove away.

The training ground was in the outskirts; it would take at least an hour to get back to Phoenix Pavilion.

Ye Guichen wasn’t in a hurry, chatting with Feng Guoguo along the way, listening as Feng Guoguo spoke about how much the military god valued him.

Between the words, Ye Guichen naturally sensed the military god’s invitation.

But Ye Guichen was non-committal, not agreeing at all.

After driving for about twenty minutes, almost entering the city, suddenly someone dashed out from the roadside, moving extremely fast, directly crashing into the car.

Ye Guichen hadn’t expected someone to run into the car, braking urgently, he let out a bitter laugh: ”Look, we might have encountered someone staging an accident.”

Feng Guoguo’s face darkened, ”I’ll handle it.”

Now Mr. Thirteen, Feng Guoguo straightened his back a lot, meeting such fraud, he could simply send them away.

With a favor to ask of Ye Guichen, Feng Guoguo didn’t wait for Ye Guichen’s approval, getting off the car immediately.

Such a small matter was easily handled by Feng Guoguo.

Ye Guichen didn’t refuse, stayed in the car waiting.

But just as Feng Guoguo got off the car, the one hitting the car suddenly stood up, eyes like a ghost staring at Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen looked up, his eyebrows furrowing: ”Wang Muyi?”