My Silly, Sweet Wife

After arriving at the City Lord Mansion.

Zhou Boseng invited Ye Guichen to sit down, sighed deeply, and said, ”Brother, may I ask your name?”

”Ye Sheng,” Ye Guichen replied.

”What a good name, my name is Zhou Boseng. It looks like we both have the character Sheng, quite the coincidence!” Zhou Boseng slapped his thigh, seemingly surprised.

The corner of Ye Guichen’s mouth twitched.

We are both men, we both have something in common, does that count as a coincidence too?

But on the surface, he remained polite: ”You’re too kind, Lord Zhou, you’re too kind.”

”Haha, considering our fate, Ye Sheng, things are a bit tricky!” Zhou Boseng’s expression shifted as he spoke, his tone heavy.

Ye Guichen knew the main topic was coming up, yet pretended not to know Zhou Boseng’s intention and asked curiously, ”Why do you say that?”

”Were the six people at the inn killed by you?” Zhou Boseng asked.

He wanted to use the deaths of these six people to scare Ye Guichen into handing over the three little wolves.

But how could Ye Guichen not understand Zhou Boseng’s intentions?

”Lord Zhou, actually, I had no choice,” Ye Guichen said.

He admitted it.

Ye Guichen admitted it openly and boldly.

Zhou Boseng was taken aback.

According to his original plan, Ye Guichen surely wouldn’t admit it so recklessly, otherwise, he would inevitably become entangled in lawsuits.

But Ye Guichen not only admitted it but did so so straightforwardly.

Yet soon, Zhou Boseng pretended not to understand: ”No choice? Brother Ye, does this mean there’s more to it?”

Ye Guichen shook his head: ”There’s nothing more to it, they came to trouble me, and I killed them. Isn’t that the most normal thing?”

Zhou Boseng suddenly didn’t know how to continue the conversation, and his expression became serious: ”Ye Sheng, do you know who those six people were? Three were from the Long Sword Sect, and the others were from Divine Wind Manor. Neither the Long Sword Sect nor Divine Wind Manor are entities you can afford to mess with, do you understand?”

Ye Guichen nodded naively: ”But since they’re dead, what can be done?”

”Ye Sheng, so you must not admit to killing them!” Zhou Boseng posed as having Ye Sheng’s interests at heart: ”When I first saw you, I felt an incredible kinship. You should know I’m from the Silver Spear Sect. Those from the Long Sword Sect, well, let them die; they deserved it. I’d look the other way. But the people from Divine Wind Manor are not so easily dealt with. Even as City Lord, I must be wary of them. So, give me the three little wolves, and I will settle this matter for you, ensuring it doesn’t lead back to you.”

Seeing Zhou Boseng reveal his true intentions, Ye Guichen laughed heartily: ”Lord Zhou, after all you’ve said, you’re really just aiming for my three little wolves, aren’t you?”

Zhou Boseng no longer concealed his true thoughts: ”Indeed, Ye Sheng, I’m actually helping you.”

Ye Guichen inquired, ”If I refuse, what will you do then?”

A sinister glint flashed in Zhou Boseng’s eyes: ”Ye Sheng, as the saying goes, a wise man knows when to submit to the circumstances. I don’t care who you are or where you’re from, but if you’re unwise about this, I’m afraid you’ll find only a dead end.”

Ye Guichen nodded: ”I understand, then I’ll trouble Lord Zhou to worry about it.”

Zhou Boseng was overjoyed, thinking Ye Guichen agreed and was about to take the three little wolves when he saw Ye Guichen had already stood up.

”Lord Zhou, I actually don’t wish to be your enemy. I ended up here by accident. Moreover, I can tell you directly, it’s best not to covet my wolves, I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle them!”

With that, Ye Guichen walked towards the door.

Zhou Boseng’s expression turned somber.

However, he did not act, but outside appeared dozens of experts blocking Ye Guichen’s path.

”Ye Sheng, earlier I went through so much effort to explain my intentions. I truly don’t want to kill. But if there’s no choice, I have no other way.” Zhou Boseng stood up, smiling at Ye Guichen: ”Ye Sheng, judging by your appearance, it seems you lack cultivation skills. I don’t know how those few guys died, but don’t think you can get away with the same methods in my City Lord Mansion.”

”Hehe, even if I killed you today, I have plenty of excuses. You came to the City Lord Mansion intending to assassinate me, Zhou Boseng, and ended up being killed instead. What a pity that would be!”

Ye Guichen smirked mockingly: ”Lord Zhou, your act isn’t quite convincing! Do you really think you can keep me here?”

”Hehe, I have that confidence!” Zhou Boseng said, pulling two short spears from behind him: ”Since I’m a disciple of the Silver Spear Sect, I do have some skill with these silver spears. Though I’m far weaker than Grandmaster Su, dealing with you should be a breeze. Ye Sheng, you better surrender and obediently hand over the three beasts.”

Ye Guichen was surprised by his blind confidence.

He lightly shook his head, carried the three little wolves on his back, and then smilingly took out the seven short spears from Su the Monster.

Seeing the seven short spears, Zhou Boseng’s jaw nearly hit the floor.

”Is that... Grandmaster Su’s silver spear?” Zhou Boseng’s throat moved, his face full of shock, and his body trembled with excitement.

Ye Guichen suddenly cried out in a mournful voice, ”Oh, Grandmaster Su died so miserably!”

Zhou Boseng was dumbfounded: ”What did you say?”

”I said, Grandmaster Su died miserably! He was fighting a beast, perishing alongside it. I was there at the time, and he entrusted the three little wolves born from the beast to me along with the seven silver spears, asking me to inherit his legacy and return to the Silver Spear Sect. Oh, I didn’t want to reveal my identity, but you forced me,” Ye Guichen said with genuine grief.

Zhou Boseng was dumbfounded.

After a long time, he regained his senses: ”You, you mean Grandmaster Su passed his legacy to you?”

Ye Guichen nodded: ”Yes, I didn’t want the burden, but he insisted. Looking at Senior Su’s eyes, I couldn’t bear to refuse, so I agreed. Ah...”

A long sigh, full of endless sorrow.

Ye Guichen gazed somberly at Zhou Boseng: ”Lord Zhou, Senior Su wished for me to become the Silver Spear Sect Leader. Upon meeting the Sect Leader, shouldn’t one first offer a salute?”

When their eyes met, Zhou Boseng shivered intensely.

This was a big problem now.

Su the Monster was dead.

What about the duel with the Long Sword Sect?

If the Long Sword Sect found out, wouldn’t the Silver Spear Sect be finished?

And this person in front of him, inheriting the leadership, seemed unreliable.

But looking at those seven short spears, Zhou Boseng was sure they were indeed Su the Monster’s spears.

”Disciple Zhou Boseng, pays respect to Master Ye!” After a moment’s hesitation, Zhou Boseng quickly knelt and performed a grand salute.

In his heart, he thought, better stall Ye Guichen and wait until the Silver Spear Sect people arrived to deal with it.