Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 396 - 149 Chen Jie: Madam, don’t lose your cool, the

Nan Batian roared angrily as he sat in his chair, slamming his hand down on the table, "I’m telling you, if there’s a next ti, I won’t let it slide easily. Rember that! You are Hall Masters of the Fishing Guild, not so street thugs!"

"Phew..."

Nan Batian gasped for air, his chest heaving.

Chen Jie and Qin Ying stood there; Chen Jie with his eyes on his nose, nose on his mouth, mouth on his heart, calm and composed, his attitude sincere.

anwhile, Qin Ying stood there tilting his head, seething with rage. He had suffered such a huge loss, and the Gang Leader wasn’t even on his side. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got!

As Nan Batian was lecturing Chen Jie and Qin Ying, a woman in a light red dress with rusty flower and bird patterns, dressed exquisitely and enchantingly, was passing by with a maid.

"Gang Leader’s wife."

"Gang Leader’s wife."

The Fishing Guild Disciples guarding the door all greeted the woman, and Huang Wan’er smiled, nodding in response to each of them.

Standing at the door, she suddenly heard the sound of a teacup shattering inside and paused, turned her head to the guarding Disciple, and asked, "Who is the Gang Leader angry with?"

The guard whispered, "It’s Eagle Hall’s Master Qin, and the new guy from White Tiger Hall, Master Chen."

"Master Chen?"

Huang Wan’er’s eyes lit up. Thinking the beautiful guild leader’s wife didn’t know who this Master Chen was, the guarding Disciple said, "Yes, Master Chen, seems his na is Chen Jiusi."

"Chen Jiusi, hehe... What an unusual na."

Huang Wan’er’s eyes shone brighter, her lips curving slightly in a seductive smile that could spin silk.

The Disciple guarding the door was stunned by her beauty.

Huang Wan’er waved her hand at the maid Du Juan, "Bring two cups of tea."

"As you wish, madam."

Du Juan quickly brought over the tea, and Huang Wan’er said to the guard with a smile, "I’m going to bring a cup of tea to the Gang Leader."

"Ah, Madam, I’ll announce you."

"No need, I’ll see to it myself."

Saying so, Huang Wan’er arrived at the door and gently knocked.

"Knock knock!"

"Who is it!"

Nan Batian called out in a furious voice.

"It’s , my lord."

Huang Wan’er pushed the door and entered, Nan Batian’s frown easing as soon as he saw Huang Wan’er. His expression softened as he said, "Madam, what brings you here!"

Huang Wan’er looked around the room and then saw Chen Jiusi, who showed surprise before quickly assuming a serious deanor.

Her lips couldn’t help but form a beguiling smile.

And that smile was caught by Qin Ying, who was montarily stunned, feeling an inexplicable surge in his heart. The guild leader’s wife was truly a rare beauty—imagine the bliss of getting close to her.

But he quickly recovered, watching Nan Batian greeting Huang Wan’er and dispelling the covetous thoughts in his heart.

Such a woman was not soone he could lust after.

On the other hand, Chen Jie was now becoming restless. Why had Huang Wan’er shown up at this ti?

Was she going crazy? Any outrageous action on her part, if seen by him, would make Nan Batian go mad with rage and hunt him down, wouldn’t it?

He had the strength to run away now, but what about his enterprise?

Madam, oh Madam, please don’t go and pull sothing crazy, my heart can’t take this!

Chen Jie prayed, and at that mont, Huang Wan’er approached Nan Batian with a cup of tea, saying, "I was passing by and heard a teacup being thrown. I figured you must be thirsty, so I had Du Juan pour two cups of tea to quench your thirst."

"You are so considerate, my dear."

Nan Batian imdiately responded with a beaming smile.

He was abnormally in love with Huang Wan’er, even more so than with his past little junior sister.

But an issue with his cultivation had left him unable to consummate their marriage, and seeing such beauty while being unable to touch it was driving him increasingly mad, unhinged.

Eventually, he developed perverse pleasures, using whipping as a substitute for his own incapabilities.

Each ti he heard a woman’s cries and pleas, for so reason, he felt a bizarre sense of satisfaction.

Perhaps that’s just what perversion is!

However, when not in a frenzy, he was very kind to Huang Wan’er. Perhaps, in his own way, it was a kind of penance.

Huang Wan’er passed the tea to Nan Batian and then extended the other cup to Tang Ziyue.

Tang Ziyue imdiately thanked her, "Thank you, Madam."

Huang Wan’er looked at Qin Ying and Chen Jie still standing, and then said to Du Juan, "Make two more cups of tea."

"As you wish, Madam."

Now Huang Wan’er’s gaze fell on Chen Jie, who looked up briefly and saw the playfulness in her eyes, his heart skipping a beat, "Madam, please don’t go crazy. The Gang Leader is here! You’d better not act as if you know or speak to ."

But as if Huang Wan’er had read his thoughts, she said, "Oh, this brother looks unfamiliar. Gang Leader, who is this?"

Hearing this, Nan Batian glanced at Huang Wan’er. The wife usually didn’t care about the gang’s internal affairs. But he thought it made sense; even she should pay attention to soone at the rank of Hall Master.

Thinking so, he went on, "Oh, this young man is a promising talent of our Fishing Guild, the new Hall Master of the White Tiger Hall, Chen Jiusi."

Huang Wan’er: "Ah, White Tiger Hall has a new Hall Master? What about Sect Master Peng?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, but then they figured, of course, the lady had been residing at Jixiang Temple, oblivious to the worldly affairs, devoting herself solely to the Buddhist scriptures. So, her unawareness of the tumultuous Jianghu was understandable.

Nan Batian then explained, "Sect Master Peng has been murdered. Chen Jiusi is now in charge of the White Tiger Hall. In three days, he’ll be officially inaugurated as the White Tiger Hall Master, and I’ll have to congratulate him then."