My Silly, Sweet Wife

After the trip to Great Cold Mountain, Ye Guichen had basically confirmed his identity.

The son of the Hidden Sect Netherworld Emperor.

The Seven Kings had a blood feud with Ye Guichen for killing his father. If he didn’t avenge it, then what was the point of painstakingly searching for his background for over twenty years?

Since the Shen Family wanted to make a move, he’d start with them, and then step by step pull King Qin out, starting by beheading him and eventually dealing with the Seven Kings one by one.

With a smirk, Ye Guichen leaned back into the sofa: ”Pass on the message, everyone in the Heavenly God Temple in Tianjing, start a full-on attack on the Shen Family, and also tell Shen Wanzhong that before midnight tonight, he has to kneel in front of me and beg for mercy. Otherwise, I’ll make the Shen Family disappear from this world completely.”

The four beautiful women were solemn and immediately agreed: ”Understood!”

They quickly withdrew.

After a long time, Feng Wuji came back to his senses: ”Master, you, you’re incredible! Are you really going to go all out against the Shen Family?”

Ye Guichen chuckled: ”What, is there a problem?”

”No, no problem!” Feng Wuji awkwardly smiled: ”But that Ai Hu is really not someone to mess with, now that he’s targeting me, I’m afraid I won’t dare leave tonight.”

”Haha, it’s not just here, he probably doesn’t intend to wait at all.” Ye Guichen said lightly.

Feng Wuji was stunned, still not understanding what was happening, when the room door was pushed open.

Immediately, a figure flashed into the private room.

”Feng Wuji, come with me!” A middle-aged man around forty appeared at the entrance of the room.

The middle-aged man’s expression was cold, with three swords strapped to his back.

Upon seeing him, Feng Wuji’s pupils contracted sharply: ”Ai, Ai Hu?”

Talk about fearing something and it coming to pass.

Ye Guichen squinted his eyes.

It seems this Ai Hu indeed has some skills.

This bar is essentially the nerve center for the Heavenly God Temple in Tianjing. The fact that Ai Hu was able to slip past all his subordinates’ surveillance to get to the private room shows he is not simple.

But since he ran into Ye Guichen today, it’s considered Ai Hu’s bad luck.

”Feng Wuji, the Family Head sent me to capture you. If you come with me quietly, I won’t use force!” Ai Hu looked at Feng Wuji without any emotion, completely ignoring Ye Guichen.

Because Ai Hu didn’t know Ye Guichen at all, he merely regarded him as another wealthy young master like Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuji swallowed hard: ”Ai Hu, does Shen Wanzhong really wish to go to the death with our Feng Family?”

”Haha, I don’t want to waste words!” Ai Hu stepped forward, reaching out for Feng Wuji.

Even though Feng Wuji was considered a Martial Arts Master now, he clearly wasn’t a match for Ai Hu.

Instinctively, he wanted to dodge, but he found that Ai Hu’s casual grab made him feel like he couldn’t avoid it.

The next second, Feng Wuji shouted: ”Master, you must escape!”

”Fool!” As Ye Guichen’s voice rang out, Ai Hu’s grasping hand suddenly halted.

Ai Hu quickly raised his head to look at Ye Guichen.

His hand was actually caught?

The man was clearly just sitting on the sofa, some distance away, but now he was holding his hand?

This speed was way too fast!

”You’re using the three-sword style?” Ye Guichen said with a playful tone: ”My name is Ye Guichen. Go back and tell Shen Wanzhong that the most unforgivable thing in life is confusion. Once you commit a foolish act, it can destroy an entire family.”

Saying this, he snapped Ai Hu’s arm. Then, with his other hand, he seized the three swords on Ai Hu’s back.

Ye Guichen then used the golden snake dagger to lightly slice, breaking the three swords instantly.

”This, what kind of weapon is this?” With the pain radiating from his arm, Ai Hu was shocked to see his three swords easily cut down.

In just one encounter, Ai Hu knew even ten of him couldn’t be Ye Guichen’s match.

What kind of great power had Shen Wanzhong offended?

Not daring to stay any longer, Ai Hu fled in a hurry, even not daring to use the door, but jumping out the window instead, looking utterly disheveled.

Feng Wuji was completely dumbfounded.

He remembered the last time he saw Ye Guichen, Ye Guichen wasn’t this powerful.

How did one trip to Great Cold Mountain make him seem like a completely different person?

”Haha, alright, now we can drink in peace.” Ye Guichen clapped his hands, tossing the three broken swords to the floor.

Feng Wuji was utterly convinced: ”Master, why not come to our house tonight? If my grandfather knew you were here, he would be ecstatic.”

”No, I don’t want to see that old guy.” Ye Guichen declined directly.

Mr. Feng was like a plaster, and Feng Wuji had perfectly inherited Mr. Feng’s temper, clinging to him whenever he had the chance.

If Mr. Feng knew he was in Tianjing, wouldn’t he be hounding him every day?

Just thinking about Mr. Feng gave Ye Guichen a headache.

The Shen Family.

”Knock, knock, knock!”

Urgent knocking came from outside Shen Wanzhong’s door.

Despite his age, Shen Wanzhong was still vigorous, having just had a match with Wu Nuannuan. Hearing the knocking, he couldn’t help but frown, somewhat displeased: ”Who is it?”

”Master, it’s me, Ai Hu.” Ai Hu’s voice was somewhat hoarse.

Hearing it was Ai Hu, Shen Wanzhong immediately got up and said to Wu Nuannuan: ”Didn’t expect it to be so quick.”

Wu Nuannuan quickly flattered: ”Of course, Ai Hu is one of Master’s fierce generals. Capturing a mere Feng Wuji is surely a piece of cake?”

Flattered by Wu Nuannuan, Shen Wanzhong was very pleased, nodding his head, he dressed and opened the door.

But when he opened it, he saw Ai Hu kneeling on the ground immediately, with one arm hanging limply, looking completely pitiful.

”Master, you must withdraw the bounty order against Ye Guichen. If you retract it now, it could still be in time! Ye Guichen is at the Night-blooming Jasmine Bar right now, if you go and apologize, beg for Ye Guichen’s forgiveness, perhaps our Shen Family still has a chance.”

Finishing in one breath, Ai Hu’s voice was trembling with terror.

He had practically fled all the way from the bar.

Terrified that Ye Guichen might suddenly change his mind and take his life.

In just one encounter, Ai Hu was scared out of his wits.

Ai Hu believed that if Ye Guichen wanted to kill him, it would be easier than crushing an ant.

Such a person, wanting to deal with the Shen Family, would be as easy as reaching into a bag.

On the way back, only one thought occupied Ai Hu’s mind: by any means necessary, make Shen Wanzhong seek Ye Guichen’s forgiveness, or else the Shen Family would fall into an endless abyss.

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