My Silly, Sweet Wife-Chapter 882: Surrounded

Ye Guichen saw Su Wu's sincere expression and thought that if he didn't agree, Su Wu would probably stay here and not leave. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

He sighed, "Fine, I'll go back to the Su Family with you overnight. Whatever needs to be addressed, we'll do it later."

"Good!" Su Wu finally felt a sense of relief when Ye Guichen agreed, but still looked concerned. "There's no time to lose, quickly pack up and let's set off immediately."

Ye Guichen, though helpless, was still worried about Ti'er Taoist. He instructed Yuanqing to head back immediately and try to get Ti'er to the Sunan Mansion, so he could treat him first.

Yuanqing, having heard Ti'er Taoist mention Ye Guichen's medical skills and knowing he was a disciple of Li Fengxian, didn't say much and quickly left.

However, just when Ye Guichen and his party were about to leave the hotel, many people had already set their sights on him.

The bounty order from Medicine King Valley was highly enticing.

In just half a night, not only did the white-haired man Bai Xiaosheng learn of Ye Guichen's whereabouts, but several other half-step masters also discovered his trail.

As Ye Guichen left the hotel with a dozen Su Family experts escorting him, a group was secretly watching them.

Feng Wuji didn't mind, wherever Ye Guichen went, he would follow.

Nong Huaji, who followed Feng Wuji for his protection, also didn't care.

But when Su Tong heard someone wanted to assassinate Ye Guichen, he was startled: "Sect Leader, Medicine King Valley has actually created an Innate Pill and wants to use it as a reward to kill you? Perhaps we shouldn't go to Medicine King Valley for now, I'll go talk to them."

Ye Guichen did not explain.

What has to come will come.

The enmity between him and Medicine King Valley could no longer be resolved.

Now, if he didn't utterly crush Medicine King Valley, he, Ye Guichen, wouldn't be worthy of his name.

However, Ye Guichen said nothing, only offered a smile and a few words of reassurance.

A troop of nearly twenty people marched grandly towards the Sunan Mansion in Tianzhou.

But from the hotel, it was still over sixty kilometers to Sunan Mansion, with a vast wilderness and suburbs in between.

It was also nighttime, and the dangers were self-evident.

Just over ten kilometers from the hotel, passing a wooded area, a burst of crossbow shots erupted around them.

The already wary Su Family members were shot down in large numbers.

Su Wu's face turned ashen as he leapt out of the vehicle, stood atop it with an iron spear in hand, and shouted angrily toward the forest: "Su Wu from the Sunan Mansion is here, who dares to act recklessly!"

No one replied, only the swift sound of crossbow arrows in response.

Su Wu had already been injured at Lingquan Villa. Though largely recovered, any exertion still tugged at his wounds.

At this moment, Su Wu could no longer care about the pain, and he shouted, "Courting death!"

With a push of his foot, he lunged into the woods.

Soon, the sounds of battle and cries emerged from the forest.

A full convoy of seven vehicles on the road, besides the one Ye Guichen drove, all came to pick him up from the Sunan Mansion.

After Su Wu dashed into the forest, the remaining Su Family members evidently received orders. They quickly exited their vehicles and surrounded Ye Guichen's car.

Inside Ye Guichen's car sat Ye Guichen, Feng Wuji, Su Tong, and Nong Huaji.

"Young Master, I'll go take a look." Nong Huaji understood the current situation roughly and nodded to Feng Wuji before getting out.

Once outside, Nong Huaji lightly shook his sleeves and two scythe-like weapons appeared in his hands.

"You're truly bold, daring to touch even a young master from the Kyoto Feng Family. Do you no longer wish to live?"

Nong Huaji wore a chilling expression. Though he couldn't see who was hiding in the dark, his keen instincts could sense numerous experts.

Even quite a few half-step masters.

Nong Huaji himself was only a half-step master, having been one for a long time, yet the Grandmaster Realm remained distant.

The sudden emergence of so many half-step masters made Nong Huaji feel a heavy pressure, so he mentioned the Kyoto Feng Family to intimidate, hoping those people would retreat in face of difficulties.

Unexpectedly, his words only provoked mocking laughter. "Haha, who would've thought there's someone from the Kyoto Feng Family here. But it doesn't matter; everyone here will die, and in this desolate place, who would know it was us?"

"Moreover, once I kill you and obtain the Innate Pill to ascend to Grandmaster, who would dare trouble me then!"

As the words fell, a cold light flashed from the darkness, heading straight for Nong Huaji.

Nong Huaji's face turned cold; he dared not be careless and swung his scythes.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the scythes deflected something unknown.

Yet, their opponent refused to show himself, as if toying with a mouse.

Their intention seemed to be to draw Nong Huaji away as well.

"Nong Huaji, wielding your demonic scythes with such skill, I didn't expect you'd become the lackey of those wealthy people!" As Nong Huaji stayed by the car, unwilling to leave, another voice rang out.

Not far from Nong Huaji, a white figure appeared.

The person with snow-white hair looked particularly eerie in the dark night.

Nong Huaji raised an eyebrow upon hearing his name called, narrowing his eyes to see clearly.

At this sight, he couldn't help but gasp, "Divine Fist Bai Xiaosheng, you, is your Divine Fist Sect so down and out for an Innate Pill, that you've become others' lackeys?"

Clearly, Nong Huaji recognized the opponent.

And the white-haired man was none other than the one in the hotel, Bai Xiaosheng of the Divine Fist Sect.

Bai Xiaosheng laughed heartily, "Nong Huaji, saying that is no different from farting. An Innate Pill means reaching the Grandmaster Realm—can you resist such temptation? Please, don't act so high and mighty; aren't you a lackey of the Feng Family? Let me give you a piece of advice: you can't protect that boy Ye Guichen. If you don't want to die, roll away now with your master. Otherwise, don't think a mere young master from the Feng Family or even an old fellow from the Feng Family wouldn't end up dead here!"

"Haha, exactly! If you're smart, you'd better leave!"

"If you don't want to die, it's best not to meddle."

Soon after, a group emerged from both sides of the road, quickly surrounding the Su Family experts.

Though the Su Family members were skilled, with Su Wu in the woods and unsure of his situation, they couldn't help but feel anxious.

If anything happened to Su Wu, they wouldn't be able to answer to the Sunan King upon returning.

"Bai Xiaosheng, your hair is all white; must be malnutrition! If you're malnourished, go eat something nice instead of spouting nonsense here!"

Feng Wuji, enraged by Bai Xiaosheng's words, jumped out of the car, glaring at Bai Xiaosheng: "Divine Fist Sect? Never heard of it—just a bunch of attention-seekers. What's so impressive about your Divine Fist Sect? How dare you touch my master? Let me warn you, kneel and apologize to my master immediately, and he might consider sparing you. Otherwise, this desolate land will become your burial ground!"

Saying this, Feng Wuji pointed to both sides of the road, arrogant beyond compare.