Fang Yu raised his head, staring at Chen Daotian descending upon him. He knew well the strength of this guy; he rembered in a previous operation this guy had used his elbow to flatten a chunk of iron.
If he were to be hit by that, it would either kill or cripple him.
As the strike was about to hit, Fang Yu didn’t care anymore and gritted his teeth, "You’re freaking forcing my hand!"
Fang Yu cracked a smile, his fists erupting with power.
A golden light swirled around his fists.
"Holy... Starting with a trump card—" Chen Daotian hadn’t even landed yet, and he already regretted it! But the attack was already in motion, and there was almost no way to withdraw it.
Seeing that golden light, Chen Daotian felt like crying.
Fang Yu raised his fists, the golden light growing even stronger.
However...
He didn’t attack towards Chen Daotian, but instead turned around and swung towards the wall behind him.
Boom!
The trendous force caused the wall to collapse thunderously.
Imdiately after, Fang Yu pulled back his fists and took a step back, just one step.
Folding his arms, he simply watched as Chen Daotian fell from the sky. Boom—Chen Daotian crashed into the ground, creating a human-shaped crater.
Fang Yu squatted down, glanced at him, and said, "Hey, stop playing dead..."
Cough cough...
Chen Daotian coughed a few tis, struggled to lift his head, wiped the dust off his face, revealing a bitter expression.
"You’re freaking heartless... Just watching fall... Couldn’t you have caught ?" Chen Daotian got up.
"Catch my ass! Who could catch that strength of yours!" Fang Yu rolled his eyes.
"You could have at least tried to stop my fall... I even wore new clothes today and got a fresh haircut. Ah... what a loss." Chen Daotian, enduring the pain, exclaid in surprise, "But your strength seems to have gotten even stronger. Eh? Why did I use ’again’ again?"
Fang Yu stood up, not bothering to engage in more idle chatter.
"Alright, I need to go back to sleep, you go have fun on your own."
Having said that, Fang Yu walked away.
"How about we grab a drink?"
"That disrespectful?"
"You’re tough, you’re aweso, I’ll go by myself."
Chen Daotian adjusted his hair, leapt up, and disappeared into the darkness.
...
...
Ze State, Jin City.
An unremarkable city, but nobody dared to underestimate this place.
Jin City, by the river of Westwater, a nearly three-thousand-acre estate, all belonging to the Lu Family.
A grand architectural complex, resembling a palace pavilion.
Pavilions, terraces, and water pavilions, fish ponds for enjoynt, servants lined up in rows.
Inside a certain room, an elderly man in his sixties was sipping tea. At this mont, a middle-aged man walked in, bowing and saying:
"Elder, it’s been confird... Lu Youxun is dead."
The elderly man’s eyes flashed sharply, asking, "Do you know how he died?"
"Judging from the wounds, he was assassinated."
"Do you know who did it?"
"Unable to verify for now, but I will have people continue investigating..." The middle-aged man quickly lowered his body.
"Whoever it is, if they dare to touch a mber of the Lu Family, they must die." The elder gritted his teeth, "Lu Youxun was the most promising talent in his generation to advance to Martial Arts Sixth Layer, killing him is like cutting off the roots of our Lu Family."
"Yes, Elder, I will do my utmost to investigate, we will find the real culprit!"
"By the way, let’s not inform the Sect Leader about this matter yet."
"Yes!"
...
Jiangzhou, headquarters of the Dragon Tiger Association.
Ji Qiubai held a glass of red wine, staring out the window, lost in thought.
After a long while, he suddenly put down the wine glass, his expression serious, and waved to soone next to him, "Act in three days."
"Yes." The person hesitated, "Shouldn’t we inform Brother Tiger about this?"
"Yan Hu has contributed a lot to the Dragon Tiger Association over the years. Let him take a break."
"Yes!"
...
Yanjing, Acupuncture King Hall.
As soon as Fang Yu woke up, he received a text ssage.
He opened it to see the ssage: "Co to the Ye Corporation Tower imdiately, Ye Wenjun."
Upon seeing that it was from Ye Wenjun, Fang Yu threw his phone onto the bed and rolled his eyes, saying, "This woman, if you don’t keep her in check every two days, she gets too comfortable. Now she’s commanding her husband with such an authoritative tone!"
Just then, Sun Tianyou spoke from outside the door:
"Master, who are you talking to?"
Fang Yu was startled and yelled, "Little disciple, who allowed you to eavesdrop on your master’s conversation? Off you go."
"Oh."
Little did he know, ever since Sun Tianyou had seen Fang Yu perform the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, he had been mumbling about wanting to learn and had been waiting outside the door since dawn.
After washing up, Fang Yu had a quick breakfast and went to the Ye Corporation Tower.
This ti, the receptionist seed to recognize him; as soon as she saw Fang Yu, she made a call.
"Mr. Fang, please wait a mont. The president said she will be down soon."
After about a minute, Ye Wenjun walked out.
Fang Yu was impressed... Today’s Ye Wenjun was like a pure white angel, in a white dress with a white bow on her slender waist, looking unique and ethereal.
Ye Wenjun glanced at Fang Yu indifferently and said, "Follow ."
"Where to?"
Ye Wenjun didn’t answer, but headed straight outside.
Fang Yu rolled his eyes, thinking his temper was bad; if she weren’t so pretty, he might have already lost it.
Nevertheless, he still followed Ye Wenjun.
"Get in the car," said Ye Wenjun.
The familiar Maserati, luxury car paired with a beautiful woman.
Once in the car, Fang Yu asked, "Where are we going?"
"You’ll know when we get there."
Almost before Fang Yu could refuse, the car had started moving, not slowly, and soon it was speeding along the road.
And it was completely oblivious to speed limits and traffic lights.
"Have you lost your mind?" Fang Yu hurriedly said.
Ye Wenjun, with an indifferent and serious face, didn’t even glance at Fang Yu.
This was awkward.
Hum.
Humming speed...
Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a secluded small yard.
Only then did Fang Yu breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Are you trying to murder your husband?"
"Fang Yu, I’m warning you, we have a marriage agreent but you are not my husband yet," Ye Wenjun stated.
"Not now, but in the future, right!" Fang Yu retorted.
"Stop talking nonsense, get out."
Fang Yu then took a closer look at the small yard.
It wasn’t big, had a very simple feel, and there was a couplet hanging on the door.
"Don’t say anything out of line when you et my great-grandfather," Ye Wenjun said sternly.
"Great... great-grandfather?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a mont, then laughed and said, "I get it, great-grandfather wants to et his future grandson-in-law, right?"
Ye Wenjun’s gaze shifted to the small courtyard, "My great-grandfather has always doted on , his greatest wish is to see well... I want to fulfill his wish."
"Oh. What’s wrong with great-grandfather?" Fang Yu sensed sothing from her tone.
Hearing this question, Ye Wenjun’s expression darkened, and she said softly, "He’s ill... he has at most a month left." As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Wenjun’s expression turned stern again and said, "So, consider this a request from , drop your frivolous attitude and show that you’re worthy of , even if it’s just an act, okay?"
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