Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 1314: The Leader of the Martial Alliance

"Since it’s possible, then there’s no time to waste," Yin Hanyan said indifferently, her face betraying no emotion. But inside, she was seething.

This little rascal never missed an opportunity to tease her. Fortunately, she had managed to hold back her blush; otherwise, someone might have noticed something amiss.

Yin Hanyan heaved a silent sigh of relief, unaware that while Song Xueqi, He Muxue, and the Great Elder hadn’t noticed anything, Wang Yuerao had already begun to suspect something. freewёbnoνel.com

With that, the matter was settled. Ye Fei, Yin Hanyan, and the Great Elder quietly flew to the valley where He Muxue had previously undergone her tribulation, and returned just as quietly in the afternoon.

In this way, the first and second strongest experts in the Zhenxu Realm were born without a sound. Not only did other people not know, but even within the Cuiyan Sect, only a few were aware.

After returning, Yin Hanyan, feeling somewhat guilty, immediately went into seclusion with the Great Elder and He Muxue.

Ye Fei finally had some time to spend with his two beautiful grandmothers, but unfortunately, the two grandmothers refused to do what he liked during the daytime.

With nothing to do and feeling quite depressed, Ye Fei finally remembered someone and suggested to his two grandmothers, "Grandma, Grandma, how about you accompany me to visit someone?"

"Who?" the two grandmothers asked. Ye Fei had just arrived here and shouldn’t know many people yet.

"It’s that guy who was severely injured by Zui Feng," Ye Fei said. He still had a good impression of that person. Although he was a bit reckless, he was courageous.

Song Xueqi was a kind-hearted person, and since that person had been injured for her, she immediately agreed, "Let’s go and see him."

Having decided on the visit, the three of them inquired and arrived outside a room in the guesthouse courtyard. They knocked on the door first, and after getting permission, they pushed the door open and walked in.

"Brother, are you feeling better?" Ye Fei asked as soon as they entered. Judging by his complexion, the man had recovered quite a bit under the care of Ye Fei’s recovery pills and the Cuiyan Sect, although his vital energy had not yet fully returned.

"I’m much better now. Thank you for your help that day," the man said politely. Although he was thanking Ye Fei, his gaze passed over Ye Fei and fixed directly on Song Xueqi behind him, his eyes filled with endless admiration.

Could this guy know my grandma? Ye Fei thought irritably, turning his head. But his grandma looked bewildered, clearly puzzled as to why this stranger was looking at her like that.

"Ahem!" Ye Fei coughed dryly, shifted his body to block the man’s annoying gaze, and asked, "I don’t know your honorable name yet?"

Reminded by Ye Fei, the man realized his lapse and moved his gaze away with some embarrassment, saying, "My name is Zhao Wujie. May I ask your surname, brother?"

Zhao Wujie? That name sounded familiar to Ye Fei, but since Zhao was a common surname and Wujie wasn’t a rare name either, he didn’t think much of it and just said, "My name is Ye Fei. Brother Zhao, your courage is truly admirable."

Upon hearing Ye Fei’s name, Zhao Wujie, who had already learned some things from the Cuiyan Sect disciple who had taken care of him, naturally knew who he was.

Strangely, despite his obvious admiration for Song Xueqi, he didn’t show the slightest hint of jealousy that Ye Fei was the man of his crush.

Instead, he said honestly, "To be honest with you, Brother Ye, I’ve secretly admired Miss Song for over thirty years. I was content just to stay quietly nearby her. But Zui Feng was just too arrogant that day. How could Miss Song marry someone like him? That’s why I took the stage, overestimating my abilities."

"You’re the leader of the Martial Alliance?!" Ye Fei exclaimed in surprise. Over thirty years ago, his grandma was still on Earth, and with the name Zhao Wujie, if Ye Fei couldn’t figure out who he was, he might as well change his name to Ye Fool.

Caught off guard by Ye Fei’s revelation of his identity on Earth, Zhao Wujie was even more shocked and exclaimed, "How did you know?"

"To be honest with you, senior, I’m also from Earth, and I happen to know your descendant Zhao Xuan," Ye Fei said frankly, feeling quite strange inside.

He never expected that the woman Zhao Xuan’s grandfather was infatuated with was his grandma.

But then again, considering his grandma’s almost unparalleled beauty, it was quite normal for someone to be so infatuated with her.

"Zhao Xuan? My little grandson," Zhao Wujie murmured, then suddenly grabbed Ye Fei and asked, "Are they all right?"

Ye Fei had thought that Zhao Wujie, like his nominal master, was so focused on pursuing a beauty that he neglected his family.

But seeing how concerned he was about his family, Ye Fei’s impression of him improved significantly. He sighed and recounted the current situation of the Zhao family to him.

"Those bastards!" After hearing Ye Fei’s story, even Zhao Wujie, the head of a good family, couldn’t help but get angry.

But then he looked sad and said, "It’s all my fault. I accidentally stumbled into this Zhenxu Realm, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to go back anytime soon."

"Senior Zhao, we’re also looking for a way to go back. When the time comes, you can go with us," Ye Fei said. Although the other party had a crush on his grandma and could be considered his rival, he was a good person and the grandfather of Zhao Xuan, so Ye Fei naturally couldn’t just leave him behind.

"Young man, there’s no need to comfort me. In the past few years, while I was searching for..." Zhao Wujie shook his head.

He had intended to say that while searching for Song Xueqi’s whereabouts, but it wasn’t appropriate to say that in front of her husband, so he stopped himself in time and continued, "I was also inquiring about a way to go back. But as far as I know, that passage has already been sealed. Even if all the great cultivators at the Da Cheng stage were to gather, they might not be able to open it."

Hearing Zhao Wujie’s words, Ye Fei couldn’t help but admire him. Although he already knew these things from Yin Hanyan, who was she? She was the leader of one of the top ten forces in the Zhenxu Realm, a dominant figure.

But Zhao Wujie was just a solitary cultivator, yet he had managed to find out about it. More importantly, in just twenty years, he had managed to obtain the cultivation methods of the Zhenxu Realm and cultivated to the Hua Shen stage.

Even with his original cultivation as a foundation, he had to be considered a genius.

However, despite his admiration, Ye Fei was still a bit bothered by the half-sentence Zhao Wujie didn’t finish.

So, half-jokingly and half-seriously, he said, "Senior Zhao, I, Ye Fei, consider you a friend, so I’m not afraid to speak openly with you. I know you like Xueqi, but she is now my wife. So I hope you won’t entertain any more thoughts in the future that might hurt our harmony."