Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

"These are the latest styles that just arrived from Shanghai. Try them on first to see if they fit. If they don't, I'll exchange them for you." Chen Xueru handed a pair of leather shoes to Chen Wenqi without further ado.

Chen Xueru's enthusiastic demeanor made Chen Wenqi feel a little intimidated, and he even had a strange feeling that he was being "kept" by a rich woman.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of a nearby alley.

Fan Dehai took out fifty yuan from his pocket and slapped it into the hands of the two thugs.

"Manager Fan, you can rest assured! It's just dealing with a gigolo, right? My brother and I will make sure he's completely obedient. Just give us your orders, and we'll do it!"

The leader of the thugs patted his chest and said with a fawning expression.

"That's right, Manager Fan. In this Qianmen area, who doesn't know that Boss Chen will be your woman sooner or later? That pretty boy dared to have such wicked thoughts; he's just asking for trouble!" Another thug chimed in.

Fan Dehai cautiously looked around to make sure no one else was nearby before lowering his voice and explaining the specific steps to the two men in a sinister tone.

After giving all the instructions, Fan Dehai nodded and said in a low voice, "I'm leaving now. You two be careful when you're doing it, don't make too much noise, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"Manager Fan, please rest assured, we've done this kind of thing countless times, we're very skilled at it, and we guarantee there won't be any problems!"

The two thugs weighed the fifty yuan in their hands, feeling quite pleased with themselves. All they did was teach a pretty boy a lesson, and they got so much money—fifty yuan was roughly equivalent to more than a month's salary for Fan Dehai.

But in their eyes, the fifty yuan was well spent. As long as they helped Fan Dehai get rid of this thorn in their side, Fan Dehai would definitely give them more benefits in the future; besides, if they could help Fan Dehai win Chen Xueru's heart, wouldn't the Chen family's vast wealth be within their grasp in the future? What was fifty yuan anyway?

Inside the silk shop, Chen Wenqi couldn't resist Chen Xueru's enthusiasm and had to accept the clothes and shoes she gave him. He originally wanted to pay for them, but Chen Xueru firmly refused.

"Sister Xue Ru, it's getting late, I really have to go." Chen Wenqi said goodbye to Chen Xue Ru, holding the clothes and shoes in his arms.

"Okay, then be careful on your way. Come visit the shop often when you have time, and I'll cook you something delicious." Chen Xueru smiled and waved goodbye to him, her eyes clearly showing deep reluctance.

Stepping out of the silk shop, Chen Wenqi let out a long sigh of relief. He recalled how Chen Xueru had been helping him change clothes and try on shoes, her body seemingly brushing against him intentionally or unintentionally.

This scene made Chen Wenqi blush. He was young and vigorous, and having already cultivated the Pure Yang Limitless Skill to the ninth level, his blood and energy were more vigorous than ordinary people. How could he resist such subtle provocation?

Fortunately, he had strong enough self-control; if it were an ordinary young man, he probably would have lost his composure long ago.

Chen Wenqi carefully placed the clothes and shoes he was carrying on the back seat of the bicycle, and under Chen Xueru's reluctant gaze, he rode away slowly.

Even after his figure completely disappeared at the end of the street, Chen Xueru still stood at the shop entrance, gazing blankly in the direction he had left.

"Still watching? Could it be that you've really fallen for that pretty boy?" Fan Dehai returned at some point and said sourly when he saw Chen Xueru's expression.

Chen Xueru glared at Fan Dehai, too lazy to pay him any attention, and turned to walk back into the shop.

Chen Xueru's dismissive attitude infuriated Fan Dehai even more. He gritted his teeth and thought to himself: Just wait and see, it won't be long before that pretty boy is in big trouble!

Chen Wenqi was riding his bicycle, moving slowly along the street. As he passed a quiet alley, a masked thug suddenly rushed out from the alley entrance, holding a wooden stick, and blocked his way.

Seeing this, Chen Wenqi quickly squeezed the brakes and stopped the car. He subconsciously glanced back and found that a masked thug had appeared behind him at some point, also holding a wooden stick, obviously intending to attack him from both sides.

Without saying a word, the two thugs immediately pounced on Chen Wenqi, charging towards him from one behind.

Their movements were swift and ruthless; the wooden sticks in their hands came crashing down on Chen Wenqi's head, clearly intended to kill him.

Upon seeing this, Chen Wenqi was instantly enraged. He quickly jumped off his bicycle, narrowly dodging the attack from the thug in front of him. He then shifted his foot slightly to the side and kicked the thug behind him hard in the abdomen.

With a muffled thud, the thug behind him felt a tremendous force strike him, as if his body had been hit by a speeding truck. He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

Seeing that his attack had missed, the thug in front did not hesitate at all and swung the wooden stick in his hand again, smashing it hard towards Chen Wenqi's head.

Chen Wenqi's eyes turned cold. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward to meet the attacker. His movements were swift and precise. He grabbed the man's wrist, and with a crisp "crack," he broke the thug's arm.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Wenqi swung his arm and threw the grimacing thug directly at his companion who had just struggled to get up from the ground.

The thug who had been kicked to the ground had barely managed to stand up when his flying companion hit him squarely, sending him crashing to the ground again, nearly knocking him unconscious on the spot.

Only then did the two thugs realize that they had kicked a hornet's nest; the seemingly weak young man in front of them was not someone to be trifled with at all.

Chen Wenqi walked up to the two men step by step, expressionless, and reached out to pull off the black cloth covering their faces.

Looking at the two completely unfamiliar faces, Chen Wenqi frowned slightly, thinking to himself: Could it be that those bastards in the courtyard have hired thugs again?

"Who are you? Who sent you?" Chen Wenqi asked coldly, his voice devoid of warmth.

"B-Big brother, we were just passing by and accidentally mistook you for someone else. It's all a misunderstanding!"

"Yes...yes, they mistook us for someone else! We'll leave right away, right away!"

The two thugs were so frightened by Chen Wenqi's imposing manner that they hurriedly tried to defend themselves.

Chen Wenqi was too lazy to waste words with them, so he simply raised his foot and stepped on the calf of one of the thugs, and there was another crisp "crack" sound.

"Ah—my leg! Kid, I'll never let you get away with this, I'm going to kill you! Ah—" The thug whose leg had been broken screamed in agony, writhing on the ground in pain.

"Tell me, who sent you?" Chen Wenqi's voice grew increasingly cold. "If you don't tell the truth, I'll cripple your hands and feet, leaving you bedridden for life!"

Chen Wenqi's tone grew increasingly cold and piercing; he loathed these thugs and assassins who were willing to risk their lives for money.

For a meager reward, they were willing to act as accomplices to harm innocent people. In Chen Wenqi's view, he would not feel any guilt even if he killed these people on the spot.

"I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! It was Fan Dehai! He gave us fifty dollars to cripple you!" The thug whose leg had been broken was terrified by the chill emanating from Chen Wenqi and dared not hide anything any longer, immediately revealing his employer, Fan Dehai.

Chen Wenqi's brows furrowed suddenly: Fan Dehai?

He had only met this bastard for the first time today, yet the other party couldn't wait to spend money to hire someone to harm him.

What deep-seated hatred existed between him and Fan Dehai that would drive Fan Dehai to such a vicious act against him?

"Why did Fan Dehai ask you to cripple me?" Chen Wenqi's voice remained cold as he pressed the thug for an answer.

"It was...it was Fan Dehai who said you seduced his woman, and they made us beat you into a eunuch...Brother, we know we were wrong, please have mercy on us this time!"

The thug kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, speaking in a desperate, tearful voice.

Chen Wenqi's eyes instantly turned even colder, and he immediately understood the reason.

It turns out that Fan Dehai was jealous of Chen Xueru's previous warm attitude towards him, so he hired these two thugs to cripple him.

For such a trivial matter, that bastard actually wanted to turn me into a eunuch. It's simply outrageous!

Very well, I didn't intend to provoke you, but you've brought trouble to my doorstep.

Seeing Chen Wenqi's increasingly terrifying gaze, the two thugs were terrified and kowtowed even more desperately, begging for mercy.

Chen Wenqi was too lazy to argue with them anymore, so he raised his foot and kicked the leg of another thug who was not injured yet.

With a crisp "crack" sound, Chen Wenqi broke the thug's shinbone on the spot.

During this process, Chen Wenqi secretly took out the silver needles hidden in his palm and quickly pricked each of the two thugs.

The two thugs were completely unaware of what was happening, and simply assumed it was the excruciating pain from their broken legs, lying on the ground howling in agony.

They'll never know that in a few days, their thing will be used for nothing but urination.

Even if he still harbors wicked thoughts when he sees women in the future, he is essentially no different from a eunuch.

Since the other party wanted to turn him into a eunuch, Chen Wenqi naturally wanted to retaliate in kind and let them taste the same pain.