My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen grinned and said, "Big brother, there’s no need, really no need, it’s just an old man, no need to send an assassin."

The man holding the sword was taken aback, trying to break free from Ye Guichen’s grip, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t escape.

His heart was slightly alarmed.

"Who are you?" the man asked, his eyes full of caution, yet at the same time filled with apprehension towards Ye Guichen.

He clearly felt that Ye Guichen’s strength was not weak.

If a fight broke out, he wouldn’t gain any advantage either.

"Hehe, I just bought all this old man’s stuff earlier." Ye Guichen harmlessly let go of the sword holder’s hand, then tossed the spirit stones in front of the old man: "Hey, as we agreed, I bought everything here, each item for two hundred spirit stones, a total of six items, so altogether twelve hundred, here are the spirit stones."

As he spoke, Ye Guichen reached out to take the items.

The old man didn’t stop him, grabbing the spirit stones and letting Ye Guichen take the stuff.

But when Ye Guichen reached for the bead, the old man snatched it back first: "This bead won’t go for two hundred spirit stones."

"Damn!"

Ye Guichen couldn’t help but curse.

I’m helping you so much, yet you’re being so stubborn, old man?

"You have to buy me a meal first, maybe I’ll consider selling the bead to you!" The old man didn’t care about Ye Guichen’s displeasure.

"Fine, it’s just a meal!" Ye Guichen was speechless, but didn’t want to argue with the old man, so he agreed.

But as soon as he stood up, the man with the sword and his subordinates blocked Ye Guichen’s way.

"What’s up?" Ye Guichen asked knowingly.

The sword holder had a gloomy expression: "What’s your name?"

"Didn’t I just buy some stuff? Is there anything wrong with that?" Ye Guichen said.

"This old man just hit someone from our Spirit Treasure Pavilion, he can’t just leave like that." Clearly, they were looking for trouble.

Ye Guichen knew this was their territory and didn’t want to stir up more trouble, so he simply took out another hundred spirit stones and handed them to the other party: "Big brother, give me some face, let’s forget about it, okay?"

The person weighed the stones, gave Ye Guichen a deep look, didn’t say much, waved his hand and left with his men.

The people around, seeing there was no excitement to watch, also started leaving.

Ye Guichen took the old man to a nearby tavern.

Before they even sat down, the old man yelled with his voice: "Bring me your most expensive beast meat, ten pounds, and a jar of beast blood wine, I want to drink!"

The old man was dressed in rags, like a beggar.

Someone from the tavern walked over, glanced at the old man, but didn’t move, clearly saying with his eyes: You old beggar, do you have money to eat?

Ye Guichen tossed ten spirit stones on the table: "Do as he says."

As soon as he saw the spirit stones, the waiter of the tavern beamed with joy: "Sure, please wait, your order will be ready soon."

Not long after, the waiter came with a large plate of beast meat.

The meat looked as if it were half a sheep.

The old man was not polite, drinking the beast blood wine and eating the meat, oil dripping from his mouth, thoroughly enjoying himself.

An entire large plate of meat, the old man devoured in no time, seemingly still unsatisfied: "Bring another plate."

Then, another large plate of beast meat.

In no time, the old man ended up eating ten plates, each plate ten pounds, in total a hundred pounds.

Ye Guichen watched, dumbfounded.

This old man looks skinny, how can he eat so much?

Luckily, he had enough spirit stones, otherwise he’d be marked as a freeloader?

After eating, the old man patted his round belly, seemingly satisfied, "Pack up ten pounds for me to take away."

Not being courteous, the old man, after speaking, called the waiter over with a gesture.

Since Ye Guichen gave enough spirit stones, the waiter said no more and packed another ten pounds of beast meat for the old man.

With the packed meat in hand, the old man turned to leave.

Ye Guichen immediately got anxious.

This old man is something.

First blocking the old man: "Hey, we ate, your belly’s full, and now you’re just leaving?"

The old man glanced at Ye Guichen: "Why, is that not okay?"

Ye Guichen was amused by the old man: "I’m trying to buy your black bead."

"Just follow me, why talk so much." The old man, looking disdainful, almost made Ye Guichen go wild.

He’s the buyer, how could it feel like he’s begging him?

Beside him, Scar Dragon was clenching his fist, looking as if he couldn’t hold it any longer.

Ye Guichen sighed, signaling Scar Dragon not to act, seeing the old man walking outside, he had no choice but to follow.

The old man seemed slow, but every step he took covered more than ten meters.

Lucky Ye Guichen’s skills weren’t weak, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to keep up.

Scar Dragon, however, was panting, a look of incredible surprise in his eyes.

Little Black, meanwhile, was retracted into Jiuyou Tower by Ye Guichen when no one was watching.

Turning and twisting, after walking for more than ten minutes, the old man arrived at the outskirts of Mingpan City.

Since this is the outskirts, it was mainly populated by paupers, with a foul stench all around.

They came to a shabby house, with a rickety wooden door at the entrance.

The old man came to the door and pushed it open.

Inside, immediately came voices full of surprise: "Grandpa Fu, you’re back?"

Ye Guichen looked up and saw more than a dozen raggedly dressed children in the dilapidated yard.