“Have some self-awareness! This month’s Protection Fee is due. Don’t make me get rough!”
A burly man with his clothes hanging wide open bellowed loudly, and in an instant, the entire Locust Tree Street fell silent.
One by one, the street vendors, along with the small shopkeepers who owned storefronts, hurriedly prepared their silver tael. However, not every shop had to pay. The most luxurious stores in the best locations didn’t even bother responding. Those places had powerful backing, so naturally, they had no fear of a low-tier gang like this.
Behind the burly man stood two lackeys, strutting arrogantly, their gait wild and unrestrained, making it obvious they were not to be trifled with.
“Big brother, could you give me a few days’ grace? The Iron Hand Gang already came this morning and took 3 silver tael. I don’t have enough left right now,” a middle-aged man forced a smile, bowing his head as he pleaded humbly.
The burly man didn’t waste a single word. He kicked him flying with one strike.
“Damn it! You’ve got enough silver tael for the Iron Hand Gang, but not for me? Are you looking down on the Black Cloud Gang? Beat him!”
With a wave of his hand, the two lackeys rushed forward and began another vicious beating.
“Stop! Please stop hitting him! Wuwu… please, give us two days. We’ll definitely gather the silver!” the man’s wife knelt on the ground, crying helplessly as she begged for mercy. Yet no one dared step forward to help.
Murong Wanyin stood to the side, watching quietly. Her expression didn’t change in the slightest, as if she had long grown used to such scenes.
Zhang Douhua shook her head and sighed, then turned away, unable to bear watching any longer. Her voice was soft, barely audible, “Someone should really deal with these damned beasts. We earn a bit of money, only for it all to be taken as Protection Fees…”
Only Ye Wudu and Murong Wanyin could hear her words.
The burly man glanced at the battered man and, seeing it was enough, signaled his lackeys to stop. After all, they were here for money, not to kill. Their brutality was merely meant to intimidate others. If everyone asked for a few extra days, how would they even survive as a gang?
Soon, the burly man arrived at Murong Wanyin’s stall.
She had already placed 3 silver tael neatly in front of her stall and didn’t even bother acknowledging their approach. Unlike the others, there was no fear in her eyes. In fact, she didn’t even seem to see them at all.
The burly man picked up the silver and glanced at her, his throat bobbing slightly.
This woman… she was truly stunning.
Her bearing didn’t resemble that of an ordinary person at all. Moreover, she had always followed the rules, so in the past, the gang had never made things difficult for her.
“Little lady, this 3 silver tael… isn’t enough. It should be 5,” the burly man suddenly sneered.
Murong Wanyin raised her eyes. That single glance made the burly man almost instinctively step back.
She didn’t speak. Instead, she turned her gaze toward Ye Wudu.
Even with her memory gone, she was not someone who would allow herself to be bullied. These small stalls had always paid 3 silver tael, while only the shopkeepers paid 5.
Ye Wudu showed no immediate reaction, but something felt off to him. For 9 years, everything had been peaceful. Why was the Black Cloud Gang targeting her today? Something unusual was always suspicious.
“Hehe, little lady, what’s the point of looking at him? Your husband still owes our gambling house 30 silver tael,” the burly man sneered, his tone turning mocking. “Why suffer with such a useless man? Follow me instead, and I’ll make sure you live in luxury.”
“That’s right! Follow our big brother. From now on, you won’t even need to pay Protection Fees every month. That’s your good fortune!” the two lackeys chimed in, laughing loudly.
As for Ye Wudu, they didn’t take him seriously at all. In their eyes, he was nothing more than a worthless gambler living off a woman. Even though the burly man ran a gambling house, he despised people like Ye Wudu the most.
Hearing them insult Ye Wudu, Murong Wanyin’s delicate body trembled slightly.
Everyone thought she was afraid. Only Ye Wudu knew she was suppressing her anger.
The original host had set a rule… without his permission, she was not allowed to use force. If he weren’t here, she might not have endured it. But since he was present, she held herself back.
Zhang Douhua thought Murong Wanyin simply didn’t have enough silver. She quickly stepped forward, holding out 2 silver tael. “Sirs, here is 2 silver tael… I’ll help Xiao Wan…”
The burly man turned and glared at her fiercely. “What does this have to do with you? Shut your damn mouth, old woman!”
The shout startled Zhang Douhua so badly that she trembled, and the silver slipped from her hands onto the ground.
At that moment, she understood. This wasn’t about money. They were deliberately targeting Xiao Wan.
That beautiful face… had ultimately brought disaster.
Murong Wanyin looked at Ye Wudu. Seeing that he still hadn’t spoken, she silently took out another 2 silver tael from her waist.
Everyone watching could only sigh.
Your wife is being bullied like this, and yet you, as the head of the household, can’t even say a word?
Ye Wudu noticed her fingers trembling faintly.
Those jade-like hands, once meant to wield a sword and take lives… perhaps they had never suffered such humiliation before.
Just as Murong Wanyin was about to hand over the silver…
“Bang!”
A dull thud suddenly rang out.
Ye Wudu finally moved.
With one kick, he sent the burly man flying several meters away. When the man hit the ground, the entire street seemed to tremble.
The two lackeys hadn’t even reacted before Ye Wudu struck them down with two punches.
He didn’t say a single word. His sudden, thunder-like action left everyone stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Even Murong Wanyin froze in place.
Wasn’t he supposed to keep a low profile?
Ye Wudu didn’t stop. He walked forward step by step.
“You… are you courting death? Do you know the consequences of offending the Black Cloud Gang? Don’t come any closer…” the burly man’s voice trembled. His entire body felt like it was falling apart. At this moment, how could he not realize that Ye Wudu was far from ordinary?
Ye Wudu didn’t respond. He simply sat on the man and began punching him in the face again and again.
He was the Young Master of the Abyssal Burial Palace. By his side stood a peerless Female Sword Immortal. And he himself was a transmigrator.
Yet he had to endure extortion and targeting from mere mortals?
Wasn’t that a complete joke?
Originally, Ye Wudu had planned to follow these men back to their base and subdue them directly. But these idiots had chosen to provoke him instead. Not only had they targeted his wife maliciously, they had also insulted him outright. Visit novelping(.)com for the full chapter.
Ye Wudu was no turtle who would endure humiliation endlessly. If he couldn’t endure it, then he simply wouldn’t!
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The entire street fell into a terrifying silence.
Only the sound of fists smashing into flesh echoed.
Each punch made everyone present shudder involuntarily.
Soon, the burly man’s lips split apart, blood spraying everywhere. Several of his front teeth broke off at the root and shot out mixed with blood.
His screams became garbled, forced through his shattered mouth, making them all the more horrifying.
Moments later, his nose bridge collapsed, his eye sockets cracked open, and blood mixed with unknown fluids smeared across his entire face.
The scene was gruesome beyond words, flesh and blood splattering everywhere.
Only when the burly man stopped moving completely, no longer struggling or making a sound, reduced to a cold corpse, did Ye Wudu slowly stand up.
He shook the sticky blood off his fists, droplets splattering onto the stone pavement.
Even his originally handsome face was stained with traces of blood, making him look terrifying.
The two lackeys had already wet themselves in fear. They didn’t dare utter threats anymore and scrambled to their feet, trying to flee.
After killing one of them, Ye Wudu chased down the last.
“Speak! Who told you to target my wife?” he grabbed the man by the throat, his gaze as cold as a blade.
“I-it was Young Master Liu… he gave us silver… told us to come… test you…” the man stammered, completely terrified, not daring to hide anything.
“Take me to the Black Cloud Gang’s headquarters!”
After Ye Wudu left, Locust Tree Street remained deathly silent.
That pretty boy who lived off a woman had just killed members of the Black Cloud Gang…
Was this… some kind of illusion?
Zhang Douhua’s eyes were wide in disbelief. “Xiao Wan… your man… he’s actually this fierce? No wonder you refused to remarry no matter what!”
Murong Wanyin thought to herself, I only just found out he’s this fierce too.
Had she misjudged him?
He… actually has cultivation?
[Ding! Murong Wanyin’s favorability +3. Current favorability: 17…]