My Silly, Sweet Wife

”You must understand, my cultivation skills are not only inferior to Gu Quan’an’s, but his son is an even more terrifying existence. His power can already rival that of the Barbarian Tribe. However, Gu Quan’an thinks he’s covered all his tracks, but I have secret agents in Feifeng City too. According to my investigation, Gu Cangsheng might have drunk half-demon blood to become so terrifying. That’s why I’m forced to resort to this underhanded scheme!”

Shen Qianjun suddenly burst into tears, looking helplessly at Ye Guichen.

”Half-demon blood?” Upon hearing this, Ye Guichen couldn’t help but think of the half-demon children in the slums at the border city.

”Are you saying Gu Quan’an is collecting half-demon blood?” Ye Guichen asked in a deep voice.

”Yes, Mr. Ye. Recently, there have been reports of many people mysteriously disappearing from the border city, and it’s definitely Gu Quan’an’s doing!” Shen Qianjun said with righteous indignation.

Ye Guichen, deep in thought, recalled the despair in the eyes of those half-demon children. A wave of emotion surged within him, believing this war between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan shouldn’t cause the innocent children such pain. They can’t even have a peaceful life. With this thought, Ye Guichen resolved that Gu Quan’an must die.

”I will investigate the matter, and if Gu Quan’an is indeed guilty, I will make him pay. You may go back now!” Ye Guichen said firmly.

Shen Qianjun, hearing Ye Guichen’s words, felt a bit relieved from his tension and nervously suggested, ”Mr. Ye, I heard you’re here for the auction. Why not stay at the City Lord Mansion for a day? Tomorrow night, I will personally accompany you.”

With Shen Qianjun’s introduction, attending the auction should be much smoother for Ye Guichen, reducing many troubles, as Shen Qianjun, being the City Lord of Mingpan City, holds considerable influence. Both bidding and acquiring treasures should be easier.

”Alright,” Ye Guichen, weighing his options, decided not to refuse further.

”Scar Dragon, stay here, meet me tomorrow night at the Spirit Treasure Pavilion entrance,” Ye Guichen said to Scar Dragon.

Shen Qianjun, delighted by Ye Guichen’s acceptance of his proposal, respectfully led Ye Guichen to the City Lord Mansion.

The people around were stunned seeing Shen Qianjun’s humble demeanor.

After all, Shen Qianjun is known to be decisive in Mingpan City, which has kept him in his position for years. To behave respectfully towards a young man in his early twenties was truly shocking.

People looked at Ye Guichen as if he were a monster, wanting to scrutinize him with their eyes.

”What! You’re saying the young man named Ye went to the City Lord Mansion?” Gu Quan’an said, shocked.

A person, bowing lowly, knelt before Gu Quan’an and reported what he saw.

Gu Quan’an’s eyes flared with anger as he grabbed the person by the throat, tossing him away like garbage, leaving his fate unknown.

”Ye, I gave you Spirit Stones, yet you don’t know what’s good for you. Since that’s the case, don’t blame me,” Gu Quan’an said viciously, suddenly transforming. His feet grew claws, and fangs emerged at the corners of his mouth, covered with viscous fluid, like a man-eating demon.

”You all think the half-demon blood is for Gu Cangsheng, but it has empowered me. Once I acquire the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill and the Barbarian Tribe’s heart blood, mastering the Demon Clan’s cultivation method, I will dominate this region! Hahaha,” Gu Quan’an roared, echoing eerie laughter throughout the room.

A group arrived swiftly at the City Lord Mansion.

The two grand characters ”Shen Mansion” sprawled across the entrance, surprising Ye Guichen with its ancient palace-like design. The building had a primitive feeling, evoking solemnity, earning Shen Qianjun higher regard in Ye Guichen’s eyes.

”Please enter, Mr. Ye,” Shen Qianjun said humbly.

Ye Guichen stepped into the City Lord Mansion, following Shen Qianjun’s guidance to the main hall.

The hall was already filled with an array of delicacies, some dishes floating with strands of Spiritual Energy, made from heavenly treasures.

”Please take the main seat, Mr. Ye,” Shen Qianjun directed Ye Guichen to the center.

He and Shen Qiuxiang sat to the sides of Ye Guichen.

”What does City Lord Shen know about this auction?” Ye Guichen asked.

”Mr. Ye, what you don’t know is, although people see Spirit Treasure Pavilion as mine, I’m actually working for someone else.”

Seeking Ye Guichen’s trust, Shen Qianjun didn’t hide, continuing, ”This auction is hosted by Spirit Treasure Pavilion, which appeared in Mingpan City out of nowhere three years ago. A man in a black cloak approached me, asking to hold an annual auction, offering me thirty percent of the profits. I wanted more, but the power emanating from the cloak man made my soul shiver involuntarily. Assuming I wasn’t his match, I went along.”

”A man in a black cloak? Shen Qianjun’s description reminded Ye Guichen of the Holy Temple’s Holy Envoy. Could the Holy Temple have a presence here?” Ye Guichen frowned, doubtful.