My stunning iceberg CEO wife

Chapter 441: Chapter 440: The Gathering of the Strong (Part One)

”Hooligan king, I never agreed to let you do anything,” Qi Qiangwei immediately cursed.

”Wife, we’re an old couple now, there’s nothing we haven’t done. I’ve missed you so much these days; I can’t bear to be away from you for a moment. I must cherish you properly.”

”Smooth talker.”

”Hehe, I like sweet-talking.”

”You’re such a jerk.”

”I enjoy being a jerk.”

”I want to go out.”

”Dream on.”

Then, who knows what exciting stories happened.

Just like that, the night rushed by; the morning sun shone straight in, at this moment, inside the room.

Mu Chen immediately begged for mercy, saying, ”Wife, I was wrong, please don’t hit the face, I rely on my looks to make a living.”

”Rely on your looks? You have no shame. You kept going even after what happened yesterday,” Qi Qiangwei cursed while continuing to fiercely abuse Mu Chen.

”Wife, the Mythical Realm competition is about to start. Please, don’t hit the face; I don’t want to be laughed at!”

”I’m going to hit exactly that!”

”Who’s looking at us through the window?” Mu Chen’s face changed, and he immediately looked towards the window.

”Is someone at the window?” Qi Qiangwei’s face also changed, and she looked towards the window.

”Tricked you.”

However, before Qi Qiangwei could finish speaking, Mu Chen suddenly grabbed Qi Qiangwei’s hands, caught off guard, hehe.

”Stinking hooligan, you still need to attend the Mythical Realm competition.”

”Sorry, but it’s seven o’clock now, the competition is at twelve. We’ll do morning exercises for three hours, then have breakfast, and then drive there.”

”You...”

Who knows how much time passed, Mu Chen took Qi Qiangwei out, and with the eleven Tian Sha members, they had breakfast at the hotel and then drove to Rilam’s most grandiose and luxurious PK arena, where everyone gathered.

Once Qi Qiangwei and Mu Chen were outside, Qi Qiangwei once again became like a little woman, completely losing the aura she had when alone with Mu Chen; she was even more pitiful and lovely.

Soon, everyone entered the place called the Private Club, a very big house with a doorman at the entrance, and many people like Mu Chen, as well as countless others, were entering the building.

”There are many divine presences here, it’s impressive!” Mu Chen’s expression changed as he spoke.

Everyone frowned, understanding Mu Chen’s concerns.

Next, after everyone walked in, the place was a world of its own, its design very different. It was immense and the area below was empty, used for the contests, and the surroundings were filled with seats.

”This is interesting, a grand tournament,” Mu Chen remarked.

”What a terrifying oppression, there are hundreds of people here, most of them are from the Mythical Realm, it’s such a strong pressure,” the members of the Hell Killer Organization spoke with changing expressions.

However, when Mu Chen and his group caught people’s attention, many others took notice of them.

”It’s the Evil God, I recognize the Evil God’s mask, the Evil God hooray! I didn’t expect the Evil God himself to come.”

”The Evil God?”

Suddenly public discussion made everyone look towards Mu Chen, the Evil God; many had heard of him but never seen him.

”King, it seems like everyone’s looking at you,” Qi Qiangwei said, her gaze changing.

”What do they matter, let’s just find a seat and sit down,” Mu Chen said as he walked towards an emptier area and sat down.

The others also sat down.

But as soon as Mu Chen sat down, his gaze locked on two people who were the subject of everyone’s discussion: the Death God and the War God. Both of them were also looking at Mu Chen with a sneer on their lips.

Mu Chen just gave the two a glance and quickly surveyed everyone there; the place was filled with hundreds of people. Among them, Mu Chen couldn’t sense a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations from some individuals – all very extraordinary.

”This banquet, I wonder who’s the prey and who will be the owner in the end; everything is becoming very strange,” Mu Chen said with a smile.

”Boss, the Death God and the War God have already appeared, are there any other gods here?” Qi Qiangwei asked curiously.

”The Ninja Ancestor and the Holy Monk,” Mu Chen said indifferently, locking his gaze on two individuals who were discussing something together.

”Those two? They don’t look like it at all,” Qi Qiangwei said, her expression changing as she looked at the two opposing individuals.