My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Ah? Is this really happening?”

The crowd suddenly erupted.

Clearly, someone recognized the woman in green.

The group of Sword Dao experts moved incredibly fast.

Once they arrived, one of the women went forward and helped up Feng Chuchu.

The others vigilantly watched the surroundings, faces filled with cold arrogance.

A male cultivator stepped out: ”No one present is allowed to leave. Anyone who dares to move, don’t blame me for being merciless!”

Swish, swish, swish!

The sound of innumerable swords being drawn filled the air.

Everyone’s expression changed.

Wan Jian Villa is indeed impressively powerful.

To actually forbid everyone present from leaving.

It seems if anyone truly dares to leave, they might face the assassin.

In an instant, everyone was frightened into silence, instinctively standing further away from Qin Muge to avoid being mistakenly injured.

Ye Guichen didn’t expect things to escalate to this point.

But he had no interest in watching the commotion here.

In his eyes, it was just a bunch of kids playing house.

He walked away.

Ye Guichen, feeling utterly bored, didn’t take Wan Jian Villa’s threats seriously and instead headed towards the city.

The people from Wan Jian Villa didn’t expect someone would dare ignore them.

Especially the man who had just spoken, his face darkened, and in a flash, he appeared directly in front of Ye Guichen.

He also pointed the sword in his hand at Ye Guichen’s chest: ”Didn’t you hear what I just said? Who allowed you to leave!”

Meanwhile, the woman supporting Feng Chuchu asked in a low voice.

Feng Chuchu’s pretty face turned cold, she pouted, ”Senior Sister Yang, that guy actually broke my Jade Hua Sword and publicly humiliated me. You should kill him to relieve my anger.”

As she spoke, Feng Chuchu pointed at Hua Nu, and then at Qin Muge: ”And this pretty boy can be spared, just gouge out his eyes, let him dare look at me again!”

Yang Di sighed slightly upon hearing this.

She was well aware of her young junior sister’s temperament.

Although she knew Feng Chuchu could be somewhat willful, she couldn’t deny that Feng Chuchu’s sword was broken and she was knocked to the ground in public.

Though they had important matters to attend to, Wan Jian Villa’s reputation couldn’t be tarnished.

Moreover, these two, despite wearing clothes of considerable value, might come from some wealthy families, yet this was still Wan Jian Villa’s territory, and even the Xuanyin Sect would have to show them some respect.

If they ignored it today, they’d risk being belittled.

With this thought, Yang Di lifted her head and coldly glanced at Qin Muge and Hua Nu: ”You heard what the lady said, didn’t you? Do as she says, and we won’t make things difficult for you!”

Hua Nu’s face had already changed.

When those people from Wan Jian Villa appeared, Hua Nu knew he must have caused trouble today.

What he feared had indeed come to pass.

Initially, he just wanted to live peacefully and play accompany with his master, yet unexpectedly, they attracted such a local tyrant.

”Senior Sister, there’s a misunderstanding, could we...” Hua Nu wanted to yield a bit, but Qin Muge immediately pulled Hua Nu behind him: ”What misunderstanding! Hmph, I want to see who dares touch me, who dares gouge out my eyes!”

With that, he puffed out his chest, adopting an arrogant stance.

Seeing this, every member of Wan Jian Villa was infuriated.

Ye Guichen shook his head secretly.

They really are two of a kind.

What was originally a small matter might be turned into a lethal incident by them.

”Brother, as you can see, this has nothing to do with me, why are you pointing a sword at me!” Ye Guichen pressed one finger against the blade pointing at his chest and pushed it aside.

Unexpectedly, the man holding the sword showed a flash of ruthlessness: ”Hmph, want to leave? Not so easily, I think you’re trying to get out to report! I said no one may leave, you dared not to listen, so let me show you my power!”

Upon finishing speaking, the sword-wielding man suddenly exerted force, actually pushing the sword towards Ye Guichen’s chest.

Even a clay figure has its moment of anger.

Ye Guichen didn’t expect the other party to be so arrogant.

”Looking for death!”

Ye Guichen snorted coldly, kicking directly outwards.