My Rich Wife

Qin Yu's face paled instantly. Anxiously, he pushed towards Wen Da, but it was already too late.     

That palm strike aimed directly at Wen Da!     

Qin Yu felt a little sick in his heart, as that mighty figure broke out in cold sweat!     

If this palm strike landed on Wen Da, it would mean that his life was over!     

There was no way that Wen Wanchong would ever let him off the hook!     

Buzz!     

Just as this palm strike was about to make contact with Wen Da's body, a ray of light lit up.     

Then, an elderly figure materialized and blocked in front of Wen Da.     

Although this figure was quite elderly, he was gangster through and through. His face was ferocious, and one look was enough to tell that this man was not to be trifled with.     

"Grandfather!"     

As soon as he saw this phantom, Wen Da instantly heaved a sigh of relief.     

And the expression of that might figure in front of him changed drastically. Without even thinking, he hurriedly put his hands together as he begged his pardon, "Greetings, sir..."     

Wen Wanchong took a mere glance at him, then turned his head to look at Wen Da.     

"Damn it, did you take a look at the time!" the first words from Wen Wanchong's mouth were completely unexpected by everyone.     

His words did not seem to match up the esteem that his position demanded.     

Qin Yu was totally stunned.     

Was this really someone whose name, when mentioned, instilled fear in those from the Tianyun Sect? Why... Why did all this look a little out of place?     

"Aiya, isn't this a delay?" Wen Da muttered.     

"That's right, that's right. It's all their fault. They stopped us from leaving and even attacked Wen Da just now!" Wen Er was not hesitating adding fuel to the fire.     

Hearing this, Wen Wanchong's face darkened. He turned around, looking at the people in front of him, nearly a hundred of them.     

"Oh, this is Gu City, isn't it?" Wen Wanchong seemed to be talking to himself.     

Hearing this, that mighty figure immediately drenched in sweat.     

He quickly threw himself on the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Sir, you... you misunderstood. The one we want to catch is this man named Qin Yu. All that happened just now was just an accidental..."     

"Accident?" The veins on Wen Wanchong's face bulged. He burst out into a rage as he shouted, "What goddamn accident is this shit! You damn nearly killed my baby grandson! I'll kill your stupid ass!"     

That mighty figure was so scared that his entire body shook. He didn't dare to say another word.     

"Just you wait. Tomorrow, I'll go to Gu City and have a chat with your City Lord," Wen Wanchong said coldly.     

"Don't... please don't, sir. This... this is really is just a misunderstanding..." that mighty figure really feel like dying at this moment.     

Wen Wanchong still wanted to say something else, but Wen Da waved his hand and said, "Forget it, grandpa, just spare him; we have to hurry back."     

"Qin Yu, let's go." Wen Da pulled on Qin Yu and urged.     

Qin Yu didn't dare to loiter any longer as he turned around to leave.     

But at this time, that might figure hurriedly said, "Sir, please hand this Qin Yu over to us..."     

Wen Wanchong's face darkened again. He gritted his teeth and said, "You damn idiot dare to bargain with me?"     

"He... He and your grandsons have only just met. You don't have to protect him..." that mighty figure said with a trembling voice.     

"Bullshit!" Wen Da jumped up and gave him two slaps on the face.     

"How long have you known him? All it matters is that he's a friend of mine! Don't be so stubborn and squander your good fortune, do you understand me?" Wen Da pointed at the might figure in the nose and lectured him.     

That mighty figure didn't dare to say another word. He was only focusing on doing his best to hang on.     

"Did you hear what my grandson said? Hurry up and make way!" Wen Wanchong said impatiently.     

That might figure did not seem to want to give up. He braced himself and said, "Sir, this Qin Yu killed Ling Yun. He's the most wanted criminal by Tianyun Sect..."     

These words instantly infuriated Wen Wanchong. His face instantly darkened.     

"Are you using the Tianyun Sect to scare me?" Wen Wanchong said coldly.     

That icy cold murderous intent instantly swept across the entire space.     

"No... of course not. I misspoke. Please forgive me, sir..."that might figure was so frightened that his entire body was trembling.     

Wen Wanchong snorted coldly and said, "Go and tell the Tianyun Sect that I, Wen Wanchong, took him away."     

After saying that, he looked at Wen Da.     

Wen Da did not waste any time and pulled Qin Yu away.     

This time, no one tried to stop them.     

Qin Yu sat on the Wind-chasing Stallion and followed the Wen brothers into the distance.     

Wen Wanchong's figure slowly disappeared as well.     

That mighty figure knelt on the ground, not daring to move.     

"General, Wen Wanchong has left..."only when someone reminded him did he get up from the ground.     

"Damn it!" The general couldn't help but clench his jaws tightly.     

He never thought that a cooked duck would fly out of his grasp just like that.     

"Should we continue to go after them?" someone asked at this time.     

"Chase your own ass!" the general was so full of rage and had nowhere to vent it. He turned around and slapped the person who spoke in the face.     

"I can't risk my life for the sake of Tianyun Sect."     

Wen Wanchong was a madman that no one wanted to provoke.     

"Anyway, I've done what I that I can . The rest has nothing to do with me," the general thought to himself.     

So these hundred men came out and return again to the palace, empty-handed.     

In the great hall, the general knelt on the ground and recounted all that had happened to the City Lord.     

After the City Lord heard everything, his expression was becoming even more gloomy.     

"It's over now. Not only did we fail to gain favor with the Tianyun Sect, but now we have also offended Wen Wanchong..."the City Lord muttered in a low voice, as if someone had died.