My Silly, Sweet Wife

The woman named Little Ya responded sweetly and was about to sit next to Ye Guichen, but he stopped her: "No need, Chairman Zuo. I haven't eaten for a week, since today is a meal, let's eat well. Please serve the dishes quickly, I'm starving. Oh, and if there are any hearty dishes like beef or lamb, please bring more of those."

Little Ya looked a bit awkward. Seeing that Ye Guichen didn't intend to have her accompany him, she looked towards Zuo Chunqiu for approval.

Zuo Chunqiu didn't believe Ye Guichen's nonsense at all.

Not eating for a week? You'd be skin and bones by now, not looking so spirited.

But seeing that Ye Guichen indeed didn't want Little Ya to accompany him, Zuo Chunqiu could only smile awkwardly and instructed, "Alright, Little Ya, hurry and urge the kitchen to serve a whole roast lamb."

"Yes." Little Ya left the room.

Cold dishes were served quickly.

Ye Guichen picked up the chopsticks and began to eat ravenously.

Zuo Chunqiu, seeing Ye Guichen devour the food like a starving ghost, hesitated for a long time but finally couldn't help saying, "Mr. Ye, my son Zongsheng... is dead."

Ye Guichen nodded while eating, "Mm, he's dead, dead till there's nothing left but dregs."

Zuo Chunqiu's hand trembled upon hearing this, nearly spilling the wine he had just picked up.

In fact, Zuo Chunqiu had already learned about Zuo Zongsheng's death the second day after Ye Guichen's return.

And it was Kui Long who had personally informed him.

At the time, Kui Long had secretly followed Zuo Zongsheng, intending to use the opportunity to kill Ye Guichen. But when Caesar's people took Ye Guichen and his group away, it gave Kui Long a chance to step onto the island.

As it turned out, Kui Long, hiding in the shadows, didn't have a chance to make a move before seeing Zuo Zongsheng blow himself up into pieces.

Although Kui Long was a Cross Training Master and a seasoned killer, confident he could kill Ye Guichen,

he had never seen anyone blow themselves to pieces like that.

Especially after seeing the so-called invincible Caesar easily killed by Ye Guichen, he knew he was no match for Ye Guichen. He sneaked away unnoticed and came back to tell Zuo Chunqiu about Zuo Zongsheng's death immediately.

Upon hearing it, Zuo Chunqiu fainted on the spot.

When he woke up, his hair had turned white overnight.

From Kui Long's words, he also learned about Ye Guichen's terrifying prowess and heard some alarming news from Boss Mo over the past few days.

The Battalion highly valued Ye Guichen, even considering hiring him as an instructor, with a possibility that Lord Military God himself might meet with Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen's future was indeed promising.

Zuo Chunqiu finally understood, not only was he no match for Ye Guichen, but even if he could kill Ye, he wouldn't dare.

Because making a move would be an affront to the Battalion.

More so, Ye Guichen had killed Caesar, avenging Zuo Zongsheng in a way.

So this time, Zuo Chunqiu only wanted to make peace with Ye Guichen and reconcile.

"Sigh, Mr. Ye, perhaps we've had some misunderstandings before. Since you're an elder of our Martial Arts Association, from now on, we're family. I hope you won't let any grievances linger in your heart."

Ye Guichen feigned ignorance: "We never had any grievances in the first place! Besides, you give me millions every year and made me a Guest Elder of the Martial Arts Association. Weren't we family already? Although I didn't have a good impression of Zuo Zongsheng, now that he's dead, all grudges have vanished."

Zuo Chunqiu's corners of the mouth twitched. Though the words were harsh, he still nodded stiffly, "Alright, then I toast to you first, Mr. Ye. To show my respect, I'll drink first!"

He tilted his head back and drained the cup in one go.

Next, dish after dish was served.

Even a whole roast lamb was brought out.

Initially, Zuo Chunqiu thought Ye Guichen was exaggerating, but seeing him devour the food in no time, he was left agape.

The entire big table of dishes, Ye Guichen demolished almost in the blink of an eye, and the roast lamb left his mouth greasy.

Little Ya, though not seated, stood by serving, swallowing her saliva while watching, her mouth agape, as if seeing a ghost.

"This guy, how can he eat so much!"

After eating for full two hours, Ye Guichen, full and satisfied, burped contentedly, feeling much better.

"Chairman Zuo, I must thank you for your generous hospitality today! As for Zuo Zongsheng, please accept my condolences." Ye Guichen stood up, toasting Zuo Chunqiu back.

As Zuo Chunqiu had lowered his stance, Ye Guichen, naturally not being unreasonable, added, "If the Martial Arts Association needs any help in the future that I can provide, let me know. If we're family, we should act like one."

"Good, good, good!" Zuo Chunqiu downed his wine again, looking extremely respectful, finally feeling relieved.

After Ye Guichen took his leave, Zuo Chunqiu personally escorted him to the car.

Watching Ye Guichen's car drive away, the smile on Zuo Chunqiu's face faded.

Kui Long frowned, "Chairman, even if he's favored by the Battalion, there's no need for you to be so servile, is there?"

Zuo Chunqiu glanced at Kui Long and sighed, "With Zongsheng's death, I suddenly feel our previous struggles were meaningless. I know I may be overdoing it, but in the future, Ye Guichen might soar high, and if we want to seek his favor then, it might be too late. As long as he acknowledges being a Guest Elder of our Martial Arts Association, we've reconciled. No matter how high he flies, others may hold back because of him. At least, no one would dare bully our Martial Arts Association lightly."

Kui Long fell silent, sensing Zuo Chunqiu had aged.

A hero in twilight, nothing more.

His heart was filled with emotion but helpless.

After leaving Guanghan Palace, Ye Guichen headed straight to the dojo.

It was already past nine in the evening, but both the dojo and the medical hall were brightly lit.

Mai Gu's efficiency was quite high; in just two weeks, the renovation was nearly complete.

Gazing at the rejuvenated dojo and medical hall, Ye Guichen suddenly felt a sense of purpose in life.

Especially watching Mai Gu standing at the entrance of the medical hall, directing people to put up the plaque inscribed with 'Shennong Hall,' Ye Guichen felt inexplicably gratified.

"Master Mai, you're really fast!" Ye Guichen jumped out of the car and approached Mai Gu from behind, startling him.

Mai Gu turned sharply and glared at Ye Guichen, "Sect Leader, this is the first step in our Shennong Sect's development. How could I not be fast! Besides, I talked to Brother Su, and we'll listen to you about when to open. Brother Su and Linglong will come too."

Ye Guichen glanced at the dojo beside him: "You guys pick a day that works for you. Let's open the dojo and Shennong Hall together, and have double the celebration!"

"Alright!" Mai Gu grinned, not holding back as he knew Ye Guichen didn't want to handle these things, and agreed immediately.

After chatting a bit, Ye Guichen's gaze fell on Shang Wen Dong in the distance. He exchanged a look with Shang Wen Dong and then walked into the dojo together.