Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

The moment the bell rang, Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu immediately set off, hurrying towards the courtyard house.

Their hurried return to the courtyard was clearly for a reason: they wanted to see with their own eyes what the outcome of the paid assassination attempt had been.

Yi Zhonghai was quite familiar with the way Lu San and his gang operated. Based on past experience, as long as the money was right, the matter could be settled as early as the next day.

He desperately wanted to see Chen Wenqi crippled and completely powerless, so as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he strode straight toward the backyard.

On the surface, he pretended to visit the deaf old lady, but in reality, his eyes were always fixed on the direction of the Chen family, and he wouldn't look away for even a moment.

"Old Yi, what brings you here at this hour? Is dinner all set up?" The deaf old lady put down her needlework and asked as she saw Yi Zhonghai push open the door to enter the house.

"The food isn't ready yet. I just stopped by to see you. Are you still in good health?" Yi Zhonghai replied absentmindedly, but his eyes kept glancing out the window towards the Chen family's house.

The deaf old lady was shrewd and had long seen through Yi Zhonghai's ulterior motives, but she did not expose him in public. Instead, she quietly observed him from the side.

The deaf old lady was completely unaware that Yi Zhonghai had paid someone to deal with Chen Wenqi.

Although she deeply loathed the Chen family and disapproved of Chen Wenqi's behavior, she would never be willing to spend her own money on such a risky business. After all, the risks were too great, and she could easily get herself into trouble.

"Grandma, please rest for a bit. I'll have my husband bring you dinner later. I'll head back and get back to work." Seeing that he hadn't gotten any useful information from here, Yi Zhonghai decided to get up and leave.

"Alright then," the deaf old lady replied casually, then added as if she had just remembered something, "Is there meat in tonight's meal?"

"As you know, we've already used up all the meat coupons for this month," Yi Zhonghai said with a troubled expression. Then he changed the subject, "How about this, I'll try to go to the black market tonight and see if I can get some meat. I'll definitely cook you a decent meal tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your good news," the deaf old lady replied calmly.

Watching Yi Zhonghai's figure gradually disappear into the distance, the deaf old lady cursed inwardly: That old man, he's getting stingier and stingier as he gets older!

He was very generous to that little bitch Qin Huairu. In the end, wasn't he just hoping that she could give him a big, fat son so that he could carry on the family line?

The deaf old woman knew perfectly well that many years ago, she had secretly given Yi Zhonghai a drug that would make him infertile.

She absolutely could not allow Yi Zhonghai to have his own biological son; otherwise, would this old man still be willing to take care of her in her old age and see her off in her final days?

Anyway, after she passes away and turns into a handful of dust, whether Yi Zhonghai has a son or not will have nothing to do with her.

As soon as Yi Zhonghai came out of the deaf old lady's house, he quietly moved to the window of Chen Wenqi's house and listened intently to the sounds inside.

Through the crack in the window, he could clearly hear Chen Wenqi and his younger siblings laughing and playing inside. He immediately understood that Chen Wenqi was safe and sound, and that Lu San's people had obviously not succeeded yet.

A strong sense of disappointment welled up in his heart, but then he thought that perhaps Lu San and the others had not yet found a suitable opportunity to strike, so he could just wait patiently.

Once they find the right moment to strike, let's see if you, you little beast, will still be able to laugh!

Meanwhile, Chen Wenqi, who was inside the house, had already sensed that someone was secretly spying on him outside the window, thanks to his keen mental perception.

After a moment of focused attention, he immediately recognized the person outside the window as Yi Zhonghai.

I never expected that this old guy would dare to eavesdrop under his window. He's truly shameless to the extreme.

Without making a sound, Chen Wenqi reached for the basin next to him and slowly poured the boiling water from the thermos into it.

His mother, Zhou Shuqin, and his younger siblings looked puzzled when they saw his inexplicable behavior.

Chen Wenqi quickly gestured for them to be quiet and then signaled with his eyes that something was happening outside the window.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Wenqi suddenly pushed open the window and splashed a full basin of boiling water straight out of the window!

"Ah—!" A heart-wrenching scream shattered the tranquility of the backyard.

Boiling water was poured over Yi Zhonghai's face and body, and the intense, unbearable burning pain made him scream in agony.

The neighbors in the backyard were startled by the sudden screams and rushed out of their houses to see what had happened.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai knew something was wrong. Ignoring the burning pain on his face, he mustered all his strength and ran frantically toward the Central Court.

His face was now red and swollen from the burn, with many shiny blisters on it.

He knew very well that Chen Wenqi's mother, Zhou Shuqin, was a widow. If the neighbors found out that he was eavesdropping outside the widow's window, his reputation would be completely ruined, and he would never be able to clear his name, even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Yi Zhonghai ran very fast, and by the time all the neighbors in the backyard had come out of their houses, he had already disappeared from the yard.

Chen Wenqi slowly opened the door and saw that the neighbors in the backyard were gathered in the yard, looking at each other and whispering among themselves.

Uncle Liu Haizhong, with his round belly protruding, stepped forward, frowning as he asked, "Wenqi, what exactly happened just now? Who was screaming so pitifully?"

"I'm not entirely sure about the specifics either," Chen Wenqi replied, feigning ignorance. "I guess some despicable, childless bastard came to my window to eavesdrop and got a bucket of hot water poured on him. Judging from the screams, he was probably badly burned."

Upon hearing the words "extinction of the family line," everyone immediately thought of Yi Zhonghai.

Everyone secretly thought that they should hurry to the Intermediate People's Court to see if Yi Zhonghai had been burned—if he really had been burned, then the person who had been eavesdropping outside the window earlier must have been him.

The scene then shifts to the home of Yi Zhonghai, a resident of the Intermediate People's Court.

"Old Yi! What happened to your face?!" The old lady screamed in fright when she saw Yi Zhonghai stagger into the house and his face covered in blisters and swollen.

"Quick! Get me some burn ointment!" Yi Zhonghai's mouth twitched in pain, and his speech became slurred.

He hated Chen Wenqi with a vengeance; that little beast dared to splash him with boiling water!

But he could only swallow his anger and had nowhere to reason with—could he tell others that he was burned because he was eavesdropping outside the widow's window?

Looking back, it was definitely the right thing to do to pay someone to teach this kid a lesson!

He now only hopes that Lu San and his group can take action quickly so as to completely eliminate Chen Wenqi, this major threat to his heart.

As a result, his original plan to buy meat at the black market that night was ruined—his disheveled appearance made him too ashamed to go out and face anyone.

Meanwhile, inside the Jia family's house, there was also a lively scene.

"Dongxu, we're about to go hungry! You'd better think of something quickly!" Jia Zhangshi complained with a look of disgust, staring at the few cornbread buns and the bowl of clear porridge on the table. "It doesn't matter if I eat a few less bites, but we absolutely can't let my grandson Banggeng go hungry!"

Qin Huairu kept her head down, taking small bites of the cornbread in her hand, remaining silent throughout. Meanwhile, Banggeng was wolfing down his food, as if he had been starving for a long time.

Annoyed by his mother's nagging, Jia Dongxu replied irritably, "I know, I know! I'll go talk to my master again tomorrow and see if he can lend us some more money and grain coupons."

"That old man Yi Zhonghai, the one without descendants, gets more stingy the richer he gets!" Madam Jia lowered her voice, cursing viciously. "He's counting on you to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days, yet he won't part with a single drop of blood. Does he think he can take all that money and cash to his grave? He might as well have given it all to our family! He deserves to be childless and a dead man for life!"

"Mom! Keep your voice down! If these words get out, how will our family face anyone in the future!" Jia Dongxu quickly stopped his mother, glancing nervously towards the door.

"So what if I heard it? Am I not telling the truth?" Madam Jia showed no sign of backing down and continued to shout angrily.

"He's an old man without descendants. He wouldn't even agree to provide us with two larger rooms, yet he expects you to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days? That's wishful thinking!"

"You don't need to worry about the house. I'll find a way to take care of it in the future," Jia Dongxu reassured him.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu felt a surge of strong confidence welling up inside him for no apparent reason.

He thought to himself: As long as we cripple that brat Chen Wenqi, the Chen family will lose its pillar and be at the mercy of our Jia family.

The spacious houses belonging to the Chen family would naturally become the property of our Jia family.

When Yi Zhonghai gets too old to walk, his house, savings, and food coupons will all become mine.