My Silly, Sweet Wife

”You’re talking nonsense!”

Amidst the voices of doubt, an angry voice rang out.

A figure shot directly to the front of Ye Guichen.

He grabbed Ye Guichen by the collar, unleashing an impressive aura: ”Who do you think you are, daring to slander Young Master Shen? How could Young Master Shen do such a thing? Moreover, this is the Su Family, even if Young Master Shen wasn’t thinking straight, he wouldn’t do something this ridiculous!”

Ye Guichen squinted his eyes and looked at the opponent.

The man was burly, nearly two meters tall, standing like an iron tower.

Moreover, Ye Guichen could immediately see that the man was indeed a Cross Training Master.

”Master Kui Long, please don’t get agitated.” Su Jiu’er, oblivious to the situation, was still tense from Ye Guichen holding her hand earlier, but she snapped back to reality when she saw the sudden arrival of the giant man.

Because he was there for the Su Family’s engagement, Shen Lian hadn’t brought many experts with him, knowing that causing trouble on the Su Family’s turf would be a responsibility they couldn’t bear.

Besides, Shen Lian was overly self-assured, and with the hulking Kui Long by his side, even three or five top martial artists attacking wouldn’t faze him.

Because this Kui Long was genuinely a Cross Training Half-step Grandmaster, brought by Shen Lian at great cost from the underground fighting arenas abroad.

This Kui Long was much stronger than the Iron Arm Qiu Daoming whom Ye Guichen had previously slain.

It was said that even a Grandmaster couldn’t withstand a punch from Kui Long.

In the overseas underground fighting arenas, Kui Long was listed on a ranking called the Killing List.

This list, they said, was for recording how many people were killed, specifically for killers.

Everyone on the list had at least three hundred lives taken, all killed barehanded in the boxing ring.

Su Jiu’er knew of Kui Long’s terror and couldn’t help but worry.

If one word went wrong, this man might start killing.

”Bitch!”

Su Jiu’er’s persuasion unfortunately triggered Kui Long’s viciousness.

Kui Long had heard Shen Lian speak of wanting to kill Ye Guichen because of Su Jiu’er just the night before; now seeing the two before him with claims that Shen Lian bedded another woman, he wasn’t having any of Su Jiu’er’s nonsense.

”I don’t care who you are, die!” Kui Long shouted, throwing a punch at Su Jiu’er’s face.

Su Jiu’er’s face changed dramatically.

Su Mu and Su Cheng, who were about to retreat, cried out in shock.

”Stop!”

Everything happened too fast, and others didn’t react in time.

Although Su Jiu’er was a martial artist, she couldn’t withstand a punch from Kui Long.

On site, perhaps only Su Mu barely had the ability to save Su Jiu’er, but even he was in dire straits, barely maintaining the demeanor expected of the Sunan King in public.

Even if he were by Su Jiu’er’s side, he might not be able to save her.

Su Cheng’s eyes reddened instantly.

Seeing his daughter under threat, Su Cheng leaped at the moment Kui Long made his move, thrusting a sword at Kui Long: ”If you as much as harm a hair on Jiu’er, you’ll never leave the Sunan Mansion!”

However, Kui Long was unfazed, arrogantly shouting: ”If I want to leave, who can stop me?”

The fist moved like thunder, already nearing Su Jiu’er.

Facing a Cross Training Half-step Grandmaster, Su Jiu’er had no way to dodge, feeling overwhelmed as if a mountain were crashing down, causing her to shut her eyes, knowing she was doomed.

Just then, a cry of surprise echoed around.

”What did I just see?”

”How did that guy do it?”

”Am I seeing things? It can’t be!”

”Heavens, that’s a Cross Training Master, his strength could probably lift a tank, is this a joke?”

Su Jiu’er couldn’t understand, opened an eye, only to see Kui Long’s fist stop mere centimeters from her face.

Blocking that fist was a pale, jade-like hand.

Indeed, ever since Ye Guichen practiced the Yimu Immortal Technique, his skin had inadvertently become much smoother and fairer, even better than many women.

Those fingers could make even women envious.

In the eyes of a pianist, Ye Guichen’s hands would be perfect for playing the piano.

Of course, no one was focusing on Ye Guichen’s hand now, all eyes were on Ye Guichen himself.

Ye Guichen was a head shorter than Kui Long, and in sheer size, they were worlds apart.

Yet, Kui Long’s punch could not advance an inch.

”Scram!”

With a furious shout, Ye Guichen violently flung Kui Long outward.

Kui Long’s body was thrown a hundred meters away by Ye Guichen, creating a crater in the ground.

Su Cheng’s sword went awry, landing on the ground, looking at Ye Guichen in disbelief, eyes wide with shock.

”I have one more thing to say, Feng Wuji from the Kyoto Feng Family was poisoned. Even if it has nothing to do with Shen Lian, there’s still a connection. It’s best for those from the Shen Family present to report this back to the family quickly, or it might be too late.”

Ye Guichen’s words once again stirred a commotion.

Many present knew that Feng Wuji had attended the wedding banquet.

But now Feng Wuji was dead.

Feng Wuji was no less than a major figure like Shen Lian in the Kyoto elite.

This is insane.

”Oh my, what happened?”

”Is the sky falling?”

”Impossible, right? Among Kyoto’s four great families, sons from two major families—one causes a scandal and one dies in the Su Family, can the Su Family withstand the wrath of both the Shen and Feng families?”

”Don’t babble, if Young Master Feng’s death is related to Shen Lian, it’s not the Su Family’s responsibility, is it?”

”Who can say for sure!”

The place was abuzz once more.

Ye Guichen ignored the crowd and swiftly left with Su Jiu’er.

After a long while, Kui Long got up.

A graceful figure stood beside Kui Long: ”Master Kui Long, what do we do now? Young Master Shen has been driven away and I couldn’t reach anyone on the phone, I can’t find anyone, will the Shen Family blame us?”

The woman was the secretary Shen Lian took his frustrations out on before.

The secretary hadn’t anticipated this, though she appeared extremely fearful, inwardly she hoped for Shen Lian’s trouble.

Only regret was why the Su Family didn’t kill Shen Lian in rage, merely driving him out, so she wouldn’t be used as his venting tool daily.

Kui Long’s expression was exceedingly grim.

Although being tossed by Ye Guichen didn’t injure him, being a dignified Cross Training Master thrown by a nobody was sheer humiliation.

”What else can we do, call the Shen Family and let them decide!”

Kui Long’s face was dark: ”I’ll negotiate with Su Mu now, though Young Master Shen was reckless, he’d never do something this absurd under these circumstances. Hmph, there must be something shady going on here.”

This Kui Long seemed big and burly, yet wasn’t stupid; he smartly noticed discrepancies in the matter.