Chapter 44 - Can’t Win? Call My Wife for Help, Makes Sense, Right?

Chapter 44 - Can’t Win? Call My Wife for Help, Makes Sense, Right?

Chapter 44: Can’t Win? Call My Wife for Help, Makes Sense, Right?

At the outskirts of Linjiang City’s forest, A Long stopped the car and asked with some confusion, “Young Master, we’ve arrived. Should we get out of the car now?”

Jiang Che put out his cigarette and, seeing Ye Chen persistently following them, smiled slyly. “You get out and stop him.”

“Alright, Young Master.” A Long replied and stepped out of the car, his demeanor a mix of excitement and anticipation.

Having just broken through to the Innate realm, he was eager to test his skills against an equal, and Ye Chen was the perfect candidate.

“You finally showed up, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,” A Long taunted as he saw Ye Chen arriving late.

“Hmph, a defeated lackey dares to be so arrogant!” Ye Chen scoffed disdainfully at A Long. It seemed that he hadn’t taught him enough of a lesson last time for him to be this brazen.

“Hurry up and hand over the ‘Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles’ and the Great Restoration Pill, or I can’t guarantee what will happen to you later,” Ye Chen threatened.

“Enough talk, take this!” A Long didn’t bother with more words, concentrating his internal energy in his palm and striking swiftly at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was startled and quickly evaded, leaving a large crater where he had been standing. “You’ve broken through to the Innate realm?” he asked, now on high alert.

“Heh heh... Too late for you to realize, take this!” A Long chuckled and launched another attack.

The two exchanged blows mid-air, causing many surrounding trees to be snapped in half due to their fight.

Meanwhile, Jiang Che, sitting in the car, watched with interest, recording a small video of the fight, which he then sent to Shen Qingqiu, along with Ye Chen’s earlier threat at the hotel.

“Bring it on!” A Long didn’t back down and countered with his own sword energy.

The two sword energies collided in mid-air, causing an explosion that whipped up a storm of dust and debris. Taking advantage of A Long’s momentary distraction, Ye Chen swiftly moved forward and struck him in the abdomen.

A Long was sent flying by Ye Chen’s palm strike, crashing into a tree some meters away before finally coming to a stop.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale. He had underestimated Ye Chen, not expecting to be overpowered even after his own breakthrough.

“Hmph, do you yield?” Ye Chen coldly hummed, walking up to A Long and looking down at him. Although he was also in pain, he had to bear the internal injuries and maintain the posture of a victor.

“Ah... Why bother...” Jiang Che then stepped out of his Maybach, shaking his head and sighing as he looked at Ye Chen.

He had already sent a message to Shen Qingqiu, and she should be arriving soon. Jiang Che knew that Ye Chen was in for serious trouble today.

“Hmph, the turtle finally comes out of its shell!” Ye Chen gasped, suppressing the urge to vomit blood, and threatened fiercely, “Hand over the secret book and the pill now, or you’ll regret it!”

“Your r*tarded!” Jiang Che retorted.

“What did you say?” Ye Chen was taken aback, almost thinking he had misheard.

“I said you’re a r*tard!” Jiang Che repeated.

“You’re asking for it!” Ye Chen’s face turned red with rage, and he recklessly attacked Jiang Che.

“Stop!”