My Silly, Sweet Wife

In the next second, the two flew out like kites with broken strings, collapsing in the corridor with multiple coughs and vomiting several mouthfuls of blood.

Ye Guichen’s mouth twitched.

With just a light push, Shui Liao had probably broken several ribs of those two.

The people in the ward evidently heard the commotion outside and rushed out almost simultaneously as the two fell to the ground.

Leading them was a burly black-faced man.

The black-faced man looked alert the moment he saw Shui Liao and was about to act, but when he spotted Ye Guichen standing behind Shui Liao, he hesitated and quickly spoke up, ”Mr. Ye, is that you?”

Ye Guichen casually pointed to the two people who had been pushed flying, ”Their ribs are probably broken. Quickly take them to the emergency room. I’m here to see your chairman.”

Without further pleasantries, he brought Shui Liao into the ward.

Wang Tianxing couldn’t sleep soundly at all, and the slightest disturbance would wake him up.

Just a moment ago, half-asleep, he dreamt of his two brothers returning to haunt him, waking up in shock and a cold sweat only to see Ye Guichen bringing Shui Liao in. He exclaimed in surprise, ”Mr. Ye, you’re here! That’s great, you’re finally here.”

Wang Tianxing felt all the experts he had hired were useless; with Ye Guichen by his side, he strangely felt much more at ease.

Ye Guichen walked to Wang Tianxing’s side and pointed to Shui Liao, ”Before Leng Wencheng is dead, he’ll stay here temporarily to protect you.”

Seeing Wang Tianxing covered in sweat, Ye Guichen could pretty much guess that he had a nightmare, so he smiled and reassured him, ”Actually, you don’t need to be so nervous. You said the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family were terrifying, but after seeing them tonight, they are not that impressive.”

Wang Tianxing looked at Shui Liao, about to ask about his abilities, when he heard Ye Guichen mentioning meeting the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family. He was stunned, ”Did you fight with them?”

Ye Guichen nodded, ”Leng Wencheng wanted to kill me and only brought four people, but my friend and I dealt with two of them. Now there are only six of the Eight Heroes left. They were exaggerated; there’s no need to be overly nervous.”

Wang Tianxing was skeptical.

Especially seeing how lightly Ye Guichen spoke, Wang Tianxing felt he was being tricked.

Although the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family didn’t have much reputation in the martial world, they were formidable even against first-rate experts.

The most dreadful thing about them was that they were very hard to injure.

It was like fighting a turtle; the turtle might not be very strong, but if it hid in its shell, you couldn’t harm it.

Claiming to have killed two sounded like a big boast.

At that moment, the black-faced man ran in hurriedly, glanced at Ye Guichen and Shui Liao, then quickly ran to Wang Tianxing’s side. After a brief hesitation, he whispered a few words in Wang Tianxing’s ear.

Wang Tianxing’s pupils contracted, ”Really?”

The black-faced man nodded vigorously, ”Absolutely.”

The gloomy clouds on Wang Tianxing’s face disappeared instantly, and he laughed twice but then grimaced in pain as his nerves were touched, almost bringing tears to his eyes.

After a mix of laughter and tears, Wang Tianxing’s skepticism vanished, ”Mr. Ye, you are truly a miraculous person! You really killed two of the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family. I don’t know what to say. What is our brother called? I’ll rely on him from now on.”

As he spoke, he attempted to bow to Shui Liao, but because his body hadn’t fully recovered, he couldn’t lift his hands properly.

Obviously, the black-faced man not only told him about the broken ribs but likely also learned from other sources that two of the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family had indeed been killed.

Ye Guichen smiled faintly, ”His name is Shui Liao. He used to work for your Azure Dragon Commerce. Does President Wang remember him?”

”Huh?” Wang Tianxing was stunned and tried to recall but couldn’t think of anything.

Wang Tianxing never managed the affairs of Azure Dragon Commerce before, so he had no idea of a hitman like Shui Liao.

Ye Guichen didn’t explain, just patted Wang Tianxing on the shoulder, ”Alright, I just came to deliver him today. For now, he will ensure your safety. My brother has no other hobbies and doesn’t like to talk. Just make sure he’s well-fed until Leng Wencheng is dead.”

”No problem, no problem!” Wang Tianxing nodded repeatedly, very courteously.

After Ye Guichen left, Wang Tianxing tried to greet Shui Liao.

But Shui Liao stood by the bedside like a piece of wood, completely ignoring Wang Tianxing, causing him a lot of embarrassment.

Finally, realizing that Shui Liao had no intention of talking to him, Wang Tianxing called the black-faced man over, ”Old Xie, it’s confirmed that two of the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family are dead, right?”

Old Xie nodded firmly, ”Absolutely, it happened less than an hour ago.”

”Alright, I got it.” Wang Tianxing felt relieved, took another look at Shui Liao, then slowly lay down and fell asleep in seconds.

Physically and mentally exhausted, Wang Tianxing felt completely at ease with Shui Liao by his side.

Seeing Wang Tianxing fall asleep so quickly, Old Xie couldn’t help but smile wryly, shaking his head as he walked out of the ward.

He knew that even though he was hired at a high cost by Wang Tianxing, he would only be beaten up if facing the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family.

But it turned out that people as formidable as the Eight Heroes of the Leng Family were as insignificant as chickens before Ye Guichen.

This disparity left Old Xie feeling nothing but helplessness and a deep sense of powerlessness.

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The next day.

As dawn was about to break, Tianhe Martial Arts Hall and Shennong Hall were bustling with activity.

Huge banners were hung outside, and the sound of gongs and drums was incessant.

Mai Gu, Su Tong, and Linglong were busy in the medical hall.

Shang Wen Dong, Iron Hand, and Fang Yu were busy at the Tianhe Martial Arts Hall.

Especially Fang Yu, as he watched his father’s martial arts hall reopen, tears welled up in his eyes.

Over the past few days, Fang Yu had been having sleepless nights and dreaming incessantly.

Just last night, he snuck to his father’s grave and cried, recounting all that Ye Guichen had done for the martial arts hall during this period.

Today, as the hall reopened, Fang Yu felt as though he were in a dream.

The commotion naturally caused a lot of jealousy.

However, before the reopening, Ye Guichen had already spoken to Wang Ying to have him serve as a coach at the martial arts hall.

Although Wang Ying was colder to Ye Guichen than before, making Ye Guichen suspect it might be because of Murong, he pretended not to notice and ignored it.

With Wang Ying and some people from Jinling Prince Mansion watching over, no one dared to cause trouble.

They were busy until about nine in the morning. Just before the reopening, a large group of people arrived.

Leading them was Fang Wushang of the Chinese Medicine Association.

Accompanying Fang Wushang were some executives of the Chinese Medicine Association and people from other medical halls in Jinling.

Seeing their aggressive looks, Mai Gu immediately sensed they were here to cause trouble.