The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 711 Who Do You Think I Am?

Silly woman, did you miss me?

This casual-sounding question lingered for a long time near Han Chuxue’s ear. She couldn’t believe what her eyes were seeing. How could Ye Chenfeng appear here? How was it possible for Ye Chenfeng to appear here?

Therefore, Han Chuxue believed that the scene before her eyes must be a hallucination because she missed Ye Chenfeng too much in her heart.

So.

Han Chuxue closed her beautiful eyes, and when she opened them again, she found that the image of Ye Chenfeng still hadn’t vanished.

However, Han Chuxue didn’t give up. After going back and forth twice like this, when she was about to open her eyes for the third time, she lifted her eyelids very slowly, very slowly. She both wanted to wake up from the "illusion" and at the same time couldn’t bear to wake up from it.

After opening her eyes for the third time, Han Chuxue saw that Ye Chenfeng had not disappeared. Instead, the gentle smile on his face was even more brilliant as he said, "Silly woman, don’t tell me your brain has a problem. Aren’t you happy to see your man?"

The genuine words once again entered Han Chuxue’s ears. She no longer cared whether the figure before her was a hallucination. The grievances in her heart, the longing for Ye Chenfeng surged out like a volcanic eruption.

Han Chuxue’s body shivered terribly; her beautiful eyes grew even more moist. Tears streamed down her cheeks like a flood breaching a dam. She didn’t use her hands to wipe away the tears. Sitting on a low chair, hands wrapped around her knees, she sobbed softly in her throat, her tearful, blurry eyes staring unblinkingly at Ye Chenfeng. She dared not speak up to call out to him, fearing that as soon as a sound escaped her throat, the illusion before her would vanish.

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath. Seeing Han Chuxue huddled and sobbing continuously, he directly tore the chains off the prison door and stepped inside, one step, another step, steadily approaching her.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng come closer and closer, Han Chuxue, huddled in on herself, forgot her sobs. Lifting her head, she stared blankly at him, her eyes filled with infinite hope, like that of a little girl.

Ye Chenfeng slowly squatted down, reaching out his arms to tenderly embrace Han Chuxue, gently patting her back, he said, "Silly woman, why did you leave without saying goodbye? Do you really think that I, Ye Chenfeng, don’t care about feelings? I have the capability to protect you, to help you fulfill the vengeance in your heart, and even if I didn’t have the ability, I would still fight with all my might, at the very least, I would never let my woman suffer the slightest grievance."

The embrace was very warm, very real; the words very sincere, very touching. Han Chuxue leaned on Ye Chenfeng’s shoulder and began to cry again, silent tears continued to flow. When her tears had soaked Ye Chenfeng’s shoulder, Han Chuxue finally stopped crying. Freeing herself from Ye Chenfeng’s embrace, her hoarse voice asked, looking at the vivid scene before her, "Is all this not an illusion?"

After all this time, the silly woman still thought she was having a delusion, which made Ye Chenfeng feel both amused and a bit annoyed. Wrapping Han Chuxue in his arms again, he hugged her even tighter, bringing his mouth close to her ear, he said, "Chu Xue, what now? Are you planning to not recognize your husband?"

Ye Chenfeng had regained some of his casual demeanor; he intended to use this approach to lighten Han Chuxue’s mood.

This time Han Chuxue knew that everything was real.

The two simply held each other quietly. As Han Chuxue’s emotions stabilized somewhat, she struggled from Ye Chenfeng’s arms again. Still slightly dazed, she asked, "Ye Chenfeng, how did you come to the Ancient Martial World?"

"Hey, hey, hey, mind your words," Ye Chenfeng said, feeling rather displeased when he saw Han Chuxue slowly reverting to her usual icy demeanor. He then continued, "You were just sobbing away in my arms! And I heard every word you muttered to yourself. You left a letter and disappeared without saying goodbye, what was that supposed to mean?"

Han Chuxue was now unable to maintain her usual icy demeanor when facing Ye Chenfeng, her face flushed, biting her lip as she said, "You still haven’t answered my question! How did you come to the Ancient Martial World? And how did you show up at the Han Sect? And know I was here?"

Ye Chenfeng simply shrugged his shoulders, his face bearing a gentle smile.

"Chu Xue, call me ’husband’ and let’s hear it, there are still many things to take care of! Don’t forget this is the Han Sect." Ye Chenfeng said to Han Chuxue. fгeewebnovёl.com

Han Chuxue knew this was not the time to be stubborn. She was eager to know how Ye Chenfeng had come here, so she shyly called out, "Husband."

"I can’t hear you, say it louder," Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

As the saying goes, once you’ve done something for the first time, there will be a second time. Han Chuxue didn’t fuss with Ye Chenfeng, and called out again, "Husband."

This time, the word "husband" came genuinely from the heart. When she called Ye Chenfeng her husband, an inexplicable sense of happiness arose within her.

"There, that’s a good girl!" Ye Chenfeng pulled Han Chuxue into his arms and said, "Chu Xue, don’t worry with me here today, whoever you want to kill, just do it, I promise you can avenge the hatred in your heart."

"Chenfeng, did you sneak into the Han Sect? No, you don’t understand the power of the Han Sect, you must leave here quickly, or it’ll be too late if someone discovers you." When Han Chuxue left without saying goodbye, Ye Chenfeng’s strength was at most comparable to the Peak of the Earth Rank and the Lower Grade of Heaven Rank. Even if Ye Chenfeng had grown rapidly in these past days, in Han Chuxue’s eyes, he wouldn’t be powerful enough to be an enemy of the entire Han Sect.

"Haven’t I told you to relax? The Han Sect really isn’t that significant, just a few days ago I just dealt with the Guiyuan Sect, the Xuantian Sect and the Cold Sea Pavilion," Ye Chenfeng said nonchalantly.

Han Chuxue certainly knew about these three sects. She had entered the Ancient Martial World in a rush and was unaware of the occurrences in the Ancient Martial World. Seeing Ye Chenfeng boasting more and more, Han Chuxue said, "Chenfeng, I’m not joking with you anymore, you absolutely cannot stay here any longer."

Knowing that the Guiyuan Sect and the Xuantian Sect were first-class sects and the Cold Sea Pavilion was a second-class sect, it was no wonder Han Chuxue thought Ye Chenfeng was joking.

"Chu Xue, do I look like I’m joking? Don’t you see who your husband is? I would never let my woman down."

"Besides, not many people in the Han Sect know about this dungeon, right? And how could I have walked in here?"

"Chu Xue, wait for me for a moment."

Saying this, Ye Chenfeng walked out of the cell and approached Han Yanyi who could not move his body, took back three silver needles, then whispered, "You can roll out of here now, tell everyone in the Han Sect to gather in the great hall."

Watching Han Yanyi hastily leave, Ye Chenfeng shrugged his shoulders with a smile. This would be the first gift Ye Chenfeng presented to Han Chuxue after their reunion. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)