Chapter Ninety-Two: He Will Never Return!

Three years of marriage, and the two of them had never once so much as touched.

But just now, they had kissed, and they had held each other.

If not for Ye Wushang sacrificing part of his own cultivation to neutralize the aphrodisiac in Lan Ruoxue’s body, the two of them might already have crossed the threshold from husband and wife in name to husband and wife in fact.

Ye Wushang felt awkward; Lan Ruoxue felt even more troubled.

Even with some injuries still lingering, she insisted on walking alone and refused his support.

Any physical contact between them now would only make her tremble with unease and not know where to put herself.

For this, Ye Wushang could only feel helpless.

She did not want any connection between them, and he wished for this chaos even less.

"Hm?"

As he walked forward, Ye Wushang noticed a pebble beneath his feet.

Lowering his gaze and looking closely, he saw it flickering with a crystalline sheen.

He picked it up, and a warm, soothing sensation seeped into his palm, refreshing the heart.

"This is..."

"A wild crystal from the finest Moon-Glow Herb?"

Ye Wushang was startled.

Over the past two days of cultivation, the Moon-Glow Herb had never shown any real growth, and he had thought his method of nurturing it was wrong.

Now he realized that what it lacked was probably this core crystal. With it, its growth would surely leap forward by leaps and bounds.

However, such crystals were rare and very difficult to obtain.

In this area, he was also only a novice.

"It seems I really will have to visit Huang Pianruo’s master."

"If he can teach me the method, perhaps the growth of the Moon-Glow Herb will be much more effective."

With that in mind, he did not delay. He immediately gathered up the rare wild crystals, then hurried after them.

Before long, the two of them returned to the Wutong Warehouse. He promptly waved over two men and said, "You two, take Miss Lan to the car first and take good care of her."

"If anything happens to her, I won’t forgive you."

"Yes, Mr. Han."

The two hurried over and invited her with great respect.

For what had happened today, Lan Ruoxue still felt deeply grateful to Ye Wushang.

But every time she thought of the possibility that he had been unfaithful in marriage and had kept her in the dark all along, she found it hard to accept.

"Wushang, let’s keep things separate."

"You saved me today, and I’ll find a chance to thank you later."

"But I will investigate the matter of your infidelity."

After saying that, she got into the car.

Ye Wushang could only smile wryly at this.

Even now, she still searched for faults within herself.

As for the divorce she kept talking about, she still blamed him for being unfaithful?

Leaving aside the fact that he had not, even if he had, she should bear the greater part of the blame.

He did not dwell on it further.

Taking a deep breath, he quickly ran into the warehouse.

"Rabbit Master, how’s the interrogation going?"

As he stepped forward, the man with the severed finger had already been beaten black and blue, blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

Seeing Ye Wushang, Rabbit Master stood to attention and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, he’s confessed to everything."

"This brat was sent by Master Wang."

"He was supposed to kidnap Miss Lan, then lure you over, beat you half to death, and send you to Pei Qinghu so they could finish you off."

Master Wang?

Ye Wushang gave a faint sigh.

In truth, he should have realized it earlier.

Among the people he had offended recently, the only ones with this kind of ability were the Pei family.

As for Sun Chuanzhi, he was still a vegetable, and everything afterward had already been handled by Rabbit Master. There was no way suspicion would ever fall on him.

Still, one thing he could not understand was why.

Today was the day of the medicinal feast competition. Why were they in such a hurry to strike at him?

"B-brother."

"I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."

By now, the man with the severed finger had long been terrified out of his wits.

He no longer gave a damn about Master Wang’s so-called mission; preserving his life was all that mattered.

He instinctively clung to Ye Wushang’s leg and pleaded, "This has nothing to do with me."

"I was just following orders. It was Master Wang, he was the one who told me to do all this."

"The wrong has its source, the debt its owner. If you want revenge, go after him. It has nothing to do with me. Please, just take me for a fart and let me go!"

Ye Wushang’s expression turned cold as he looked down at him.

"You want to live, do you?"

"Y-yes..."

"Good. I’ll give you a chance."

Ye Wushang nodded and held up two fingers.

"First, I need you to expose Master Wang’s crimes at the proper time."

"Make sure everyone knows that the person who sent you to kidnap Lan Ruoxue and even ordered you to attack me was Master Wang..."

"No problem, no problem at all!"

The severed-finger man nodded so hard his head nearly flew off.

"Don’t worry. At that time, forget exposing Master Wang’s crimes—even if you wanted me to be your son, I’d do it!"

"Second."

Ye Wushang’s eyes sharpened, and his voice turned icy.

"Lan Ruoxue is only my ex-wife now. We have no further connection."

"But you drugged her and tried to rape her just now."

"This matter requires an accounting."

"An accounting?"

The severed-finger man frowned, trembling.

"Brother, I only had the lustful thought and not the courage to act on it."

"In the end, I didn’t actually do anything to her. Please, show me mercy..."

Whoosh.

Before he could finish, Ye Wushang struck like lightning.

With a dagger in hand, he slashed fiercely downward toward his groin.

"Aaah!"

The severed-finger man shrieked, clutching the searing pain between his legs as he collapsed to the ground.

Staring at the blood gushing out, he was in agony beyond words.

"I’ve crippled your roots. From now on, don’t even think about women."

"The only reason I’m sparing your life is so you can testify against Master Wang."

"Shut your mouth. I don’t want to hear you scream and howl!"

Hearing this, the severed-finger man broke into tears. Though he was filled with grievance, he dared not act up and quickly clamped his mouth shut.

"Rabbit Master, come here."

Ye Wushang turned and walked aside.

Rabbit Master said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, what should we do next?"

"First, escort Lan Ruoxue back to the Lan Group. Nothing about the warehouse is to be leaked."

"Especially make sure Zhao Xiue and Xu Wei do not cause trouble."

"Second, keep that severed-finger man under guard. Bring him out when I need him."

"Get someone to stop his bleeding first. Afterward, kill him."

"Men like him cannot be kept alive."

At these words, Rabbit Master was shocked.

Ye Wushang handled things with such decisiveness, so ruthless and resolute.

He used people first, then killed them.

He could not help wondering what would happen if he ever offended him one day—whether he would end up with the same fate.

"What, do you have a problem with that?"

Seeing the change in Rabbit Master’s expression, Ye Wushang said faintly, "Those who follow me will never be shortchanged."

"And those who betray me or oppose me will end up much the same."

Rabbit Master nodded respectfully.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

That evening, six o’clock, at Melody Restaurant.

This was a five-star Michelin restaurant, owned by the Luo family, one of the top three families among the financial dynasties.

And the provider of the medicinal feast formula this time was also the Luo family.

The An family and the Pei family were both the Luo family’s right and left arms.

This competition was meant to select the most capable candidate from the two families.

"Old Wang, how are the arrangements you made coming along?"

At the entrance, Pei Huaide puffed on a pipe and asked in a low voice.

Master Wang’s expression was relaxed as he said confidently, "Rest assured, Mr. Pei. My people reported back to me earlier."

"They said they’ve captured Lan Ruoxue. That trash Ye Wushang also rushed over. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be results within half an hour."

Pei Qinghu was overjoyed and asked, "So that means I’ll be able to kill that trash with my own hands then?"

"Exactly."

Master Wang said, "Following my instructions, my men will beat that trash half to death."

"After the medicinal feast competition ends, they’ll take him straight to the kitchen. Then whether you want to kill him or skin him alive, it’s entirely up to you."

"Haha!"

Pei Qinghu burst out laughing and said with eager anticipation, "Wonderful."

"This trash ruined so many of my good plans one after another. This time, I’ll tear him apart limb from limb!"

"Well done, Old Wang."

Pei Huaide patted his chest in satisfaction.

"Although there were a few minor flaws with the bomb incident before, at least you killed Xu Zifeng and robbed the An family of their leverage."

"With your ability, you’re surely certain to win today’s medicinal feast competition."

"Once everything is done, I’ll give you everything I promised without missing a single thing."

"Consider it a reward for your loyalty to the Pei family over the years."

Hearing this, Master Wang was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you, Mr. Pei. Thank you."

Screech.

At that moment, a sharp brake sounded. The car door opened, and An Lan, dressed in a qipao and radiating dazzling beauty, stepped out.

The three exchanged smiles and walked up, teasing, "Miss An dressed up so beautifully—did you come specially to congratulate us on taking first place in the medicinal feast competition?"

An Lan’s eyes hardened as she said coldly, "Who will take first place is still uncertain."

"Mr. Pei, aren’t you celebrating a little too early?"

"Haha."

Pei Huaide laughed and pulled Master Wang closer.

"On my side, Master Wang is the one making the medicinal feast."

"And on your side, Xu Zifeng is already dead. Within two days, can you even find someone to make the medicinal feast?"

"Even if you do, can he compare to Master Wang?"

"So..."

"Of course I’ve found someone."

An Lan snorted and said proudly, "Wushang is the one making the medicinal feast for the An family."

"You should know what he’s capable of."

"Not only is he skilled in martial arts and superb in medicine, but when it comes to making medicinal feasts, he’s also unrivaled."

"With him here..."

"What a pity."

Hearing that An Lan had chosen Ye Wushang, the three were visibly stunned.

But soon Pei Qinghu shook his head with regret and said indifferently, "I don’t know whether he’s any good at making medicinal feasts."

"But I’m worried he won’t be able to make it here at all."

"When the competition starts and there’s no one to make the medicinal feast, won’t your An family be admitting defeat on its own?"