You Wencheng was dumbfounded and peed his pants on the spot.
What’s going on?
How did Ye Guichen beco the benefactor of a Yanjing big shot like Feng Wuji, and Feng Wuji even wants Ye Guichen to deal with him.
Thud!
You Wencheng couldn’t help but kneel on the ground as well.
"Young Master Feng, is there so kind of misunderstanding here?"
"Misunderstanding my ass!" Feng Wuji couldn’t be bothered to explain to You Wencheng, reminiscing how he was a laughing stock in the Yanjing circles, suffering from erectile dysfunction, having traveled the world without finding a cure, and finally hearing that there was a Divine Doctor at Wanfoshan.
Although he had no hope, Feng Wuji still went.
After finally climbing the mountain, Feng Wuji didn’t see any Divine Doctor, only a hut with a boy about his age sitting outside.
At that ti, Feng Wuji was furious, feeling deceived, and had his n take action against the boy to teach him a lesson.
In the end, it was worse for his n, as two second-rate experts were beaten to the ground and couldn’t get up.
Feng Wuji finally realized he had t a master.
He begged and pleaded shalessly for seven days, and the man finally agreed to treat him.
It turned out that what he thought would cost a fortune and great effort was resolved easily with a few needles, curing his erectile dysfunction.
The most crucial part was that the man didn’t want money, only told Feng Wuji to get lost as far as possible.
Feng Wuji kept calling him benefactor as he hurriedly left.
Since then, Feng Wuji regarded Ye Guichen as his recreated parents.
Ye Guichen didn’t dislike Feng Wuji, just found him a bit annoying, because he was sticky like plaster, which was why Ye Guichen had to treat him to get rid of him.
Ye Guichen never expected to et Feng Wuji here.
"Alright, if there’s nothing else, I’m leaving now. I still have to go tailor the dicinal Food Restaurant." Ye Guichen turned to leave, completely ignoring You Wencheng, the little fly.
Feng Zhu was already scared silly, seeing Ye Guichen pass by without daring to move.
Seeing Ye Guichen not dealing with You Wencheng, Feng Wuji wouldn’t let him off.
"Damn it, daring to ss with my benefactor, how could I let him off so easily?" Feng Wuji waved his hand and ordered, "Break his legs, and clear out all his assets, this ungrateful thing."
Two strong n nodded in agreent and quickly dragged the screaming You Wencheng into another room.
Passing by Feng Zhu, Feng Wuji glanced at her, frightening her into lowering her head quickly.
Feng Wuji said, "Call Chu Tiange over, hurry up. Didn’t you hear my benefactor needs tailoring?"
"Ah?" Feng Zhu was startled, then quickly nodded and ran to another room.
How could she dare not listen to Feng Wuji?
But even if she racked her brains, Feng Zhu couldn’t understand why Feng Wuji was so respectful to Ye Guichen, calling him benefactor.
"Benefactor, benefactor, let drive you!" Feng Wuji eagerly followed Ye Guichen, with a cheeky smile, "Hehe, benefactor, if I had known you had sothing going on with Chu Tiange, I wouldn’t have intervened. Honestly, I didn’t expect you to be able to hook up with a first-rate celebrity like Chu Tiange, that’s impressive!"
Ye Guichen rolled his eyes, "Do you have sothing to do or not? If not, stop talking nonsense, there’s nothing between and Chu Tiange."
"Got it, got it." Feng Wuji quickly nodded, "Hehe, benefactor, what are you doing in Yun City? Do you need my help?"
"No." Ye Guichen felt a headache.
"Oh, that’s a sha." Feng Wuji was extrely disappointed, then suddenly slapped his head, "Right, benefactor, are you short of money? Let transfer a few billion to you first, okay?"
"Not interested." Ye Guichen continued walking forward.
Feng Wuji circled around Ye Guichen, attracting curious glances from passersby.
In this hotel, many people knew Feng Wuji’s identity; he was a big shot from Yanjing. Now, this heavenly figure was circling a seemingly insignificant boy with a fawning appearance, how could it not shock people?
That’s not all, he casually offered billions, is money found on the streets?
Even if found on the streets, it’d take a long ti to collect billions, right?
"Hey, are you a butterfly?" Ye Guichen finally stopped.
He was really tired of Feng Wuji.
If this sticky plaster wasn’t the Feng family’s Young Master, he would’ve been beaten to death long ago.
Feng Wuji clearly couldn’t understand Ye Guichen’s aning, "Benefactor, hehe, I’m not a butterfly, I’m a dragon."
"Damn it, if you’re not a butterfly, why are you fluttering around in front of ?" Ye Guichen said disgruntled, "Why aren’t you staying in Yanjing, what are you doing here?"
Feng Wuji imdiately beca mysterious, "Benefactor, you don’t know, I once overheard so news, the Grandmaster of the Heavenly God Temple is in Yun City."
"Hmm?" Ye Guichen was taken aback, looking at Feng Wuji, "Who told you that?"
"It’s from a buddy of mine, hehe, benefactor, I want to apprentice under that Grandmaster." Feng Wuji said with admiration, "Just that I haven’t t him, so I deliberately leaked it to Chu Tiange. I just don’t know if Chu Tiange found the Grandmaster in Yun City."
Upon hearing this, Ye Guichen was filled with black lines.
It turned out Chu Tiange knew he was in Yun City because of Feng Wuji.
But Ye Guichen also felt a bit cold inside.
He must never let Feng Wuji know that he was the Grandmaster, if he did, he would never be able to shake him off.
However, Ye Guichen also furrowed his brows.
Only very few people from the Heavenly God Temple knew his whereabouts in Yun City, and usually, only Blood Rose had contact with him.
Now that Feng Wuji knew he was in Yun City, probably more people would soon know.
Over the years, the rapid rise of Heavenly God Temple had touched many interests, with many hidden forces wanting him dead.
Thinking of Su Jiu’er and Su Ze, although still unsure of their exact identities, Ye Guichen had a basic guess from their words and actions that they could be from Dragon Teeth.
With Dragon Teeth people in Yun City, the underworld might also see a swarm of people coming.
"Sigh, it seems Yun City is about to enter an era of chaos." Ye Guichen sighed, glancing at Feng Wuji but saying nothing more, and quickly left the hotel.
Ye Guichen felt he needed to distance himself from Chen Ziran and even the Chen Family.
If so powerful enemies appeared here, not even Bai Qinghe could ensure Chen Ziran’s safety.
Maintaining so distance from Chen Ziran temporarily is a protection for both her and the Chen Family.
"By the way, if you have so much money," standing at the hotel entrance, Ye Guichen suddenly looked at Feng Wuji, "if you don’t know where to spend it, just invest a billion or eight billion into the Chen Group, brand the Chen Group with your Feng family’s mark, consider it my consultation fee."
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