My wife is a reborn big boss

Seeing the strange smile on Li Jianshi's face, Wu Qiong's forehead broke out in even more sweat.

"That girl is full of bad intentions, but she pretends to be an innocent lotus flower on the surface. Countless players in my past life in the game were deceived by her appearance, and even I was tricked. I absolutely cannot make the same mistake again this time."

He calmed himself down and pretended to be nonchalant, saying, "Miss Li, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep now. I have to get up early for duty tomorrow."

"Wait," Li Jianshi called out to Wu Qiong, who was about to turn and leave, "This is the first time we've exchanged gifts, aren't we going to give these two swords names?"

Is what you call forcibly taking something a gift? Wu Qiong was speechless.

"This sword my poor brother gave me is so beautiful, I need to think of a good name to do it justice."

"It's called 'Tianjing'."

"Hmm... what should I call it to show that it was a gift from my poor brother?"

"I think 'Tianjing' is really good."

"My brother's name contains the character 'poor,' so how about we call him 'Poor Sour'?"

"If 'Tianjing' cries, I'll cry too..."

"My poor brother's name is too shabby and doesn't deserve this sword."

"I really will cry... I'll cry for you!"

Exhausted from complaining, Wu Qiong slumped his shoulders and said listlessly, "Miss Li, could you please give it a more normal name..."

Li Jianshi looked at him with a grin: "You're not insisting on calling it 'Tianjing' anymore?"

Wu Qiong raised his voice: "Can you continue calling me that?"

"No way~~"

"..."

This black-hearted white lotus!

Wu Qiong internally complained.

"What should I name him?"

The girl lightly touched her chin with her slender fingers, tilted her head slightly, her red lips slightly upturned, revealing a slightly bewildered expression. The moonlight shone on her, as if she were shrouded in a layer of white mist.

"So cute!" Wu Qiong exclaimed inwardly.

Even though she's a black-hearted white lotus, as long as she's cute, it's fine!

Just as he was slightly lost in thought, the girl slammed her fist into his palm:

"Got it!"

Lost in dangerous thoughts, Wu Qiong suddenly snapped out of it: "It's not mine!"

The girl tilted her head slightly: "???"

"Ahem... Have you decided on a name yet?" Wu Qiong changed the subject.

The ruthless girl gently stroked the silky smooth blade: "Brother Poor's name is unlucky, so I've chosen a homonym, let's call it 'Azure Sky'."

Wu Qiong inwardly wept for the newly "born" 'Tianjing', but outwardly remained calm, saying, "'Cangqiong' is a good name. Um... I have to get up early tomorrow, could I...?"

Li Jianshi interrupted him: "But what should I name the sword I'm giving to my poor brother?"

"I have to be on duty tomorrow..."

"Hmm... what name should I choose that both reflects my name and matches the sky?"

"The miners' wages will be deducted..."

"Let's call it 'Poetry and Prose'."

"I'll go hungry without pay..."

The ruthless girl seemed oblivious, smiling as she said, "Why bother with being a guard?"

Wu Qiong frowned: "If I don't work, where will I get the money to eat? Are you going to support me?"

The girl mustered her courage, looked into his eyes, and said, "Okay, I'll take care of you."

Wu Qiong looked at the girl in front of him, who was clearly shy but was trying hard to muster the courage to look at him earnestly, and suddenly smiled:

"Why are you being so nice to me when we've just met?"

The girl held "Azure Sky" in one arm and wrapped the other around her long hair, turning her face away.

"I feel a sense of closeness to the poor brother, as if we've known each other in a past life."

No matter what happens to her in the future, she's just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl right now. Why should I be so afraid of her?

Wu Qiong chuckled to himself with a self-deprecating smile.

"I've always wanted a cute little sister. If you don't mind, you can just treat me like your older brother. I'll protect you if you need anything."

Li Jianshi remained silent for a while, then a smile returned to her pretty face: "Yes, poor brother. My master calls me Shi'er."

Wu Qiong smiled casually: "Then I'll head back now. I have to get up early for duty tomorrow. Goodnight, Shi'er. Remember to be careful tomorrow."

Also, thank you for your "poems and prose".

The young girl watched Wu Qiong's departing figure, her delicate hand lightly touching her chest, feeling the piercing pain, and she was slightly lost in thought:

"I don't want to be your sister..."

Silent all night.

Wu Qiong was awakened by a commotion in the early morning.

When he got up, he saw that the江湖汉 (jianghu men, people of the martial arts world) in the open space were running off to wash up in twos and threes.

He stretched, stood up, and slowly followed the crowd toward the washroom.

When I returned after washing up, guards were already distributing breakfast.

"Brother Wu, over here!"

Wu Qiong turned around, and Murong Shengxue waved for him to come over.

Wu Qiong walked back to his bedside and sat down, taking the bowl that Murong Shengxue handed him.

"What's going on here!" Wu Qiong stared in astonishment at the thin porridge in his bowl. There were less than ten grains of rice in the porridge, and its surface reflected Wu Qiong's handsome face like a mirror.

"Just make do. We're only temporary workers. We're lucky if they provide meals. Don't ask for too much," Murong Shengxue said, finishing her bowl of porridge in one gulp.

Wu Qiong, imitating Murong Shengxue, finished the porridge in one gulp, put down the bowl, and sighed, "At least this porridge doesn't cost me anything."

After breakfast, the group was led by guards to the large square in front of the main hall. After being given instructions, they were assigned to various guard villas to await the start of the Golden Basin Handwashing Ceremony.

Wu Qiong was assigned to the square to maintain order among the guests attending the ceremony.

As the sun rose higher, the square gradually filled with martial arts heroes and onlookers who came to witness the ceremony.

"Master Xuanjue of Faxiang Temple has arrived!"

Faxiang Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in Anzhou. Legend has it that the founder of Faxiang Temple was once a disciple of Shaolin Temple. He later left the temple to spread Buddhism in Anzhou and eventually founded Faxiang Temple there.

Therefore, the seniority of the monks in Faxiang Temple is still the same as that in Shaolin Temple.

Master Xuanjue was the current abbot of Faxiang Temple.

Although he was only ranked fortyth on the Earthly Ranking and could not compare with his fellow disciples from Shaolin Temple, he was respected by all martial arts practitioners in Anzhou.

The reason he is respected is because of his profound Buddhist teachings and the principle of doing ten good deeds every day. If anyone in the martial arts world can say with a clear conscience that they have never done a bad thing in their life, that person is definitely Master Xuanjue.

"Ye Yushi from the Ye family of Anzhou has arrived!"

Wu Qiong looked at the newcomer, who was dressed in a dark blue silk scholar's robe and had a handsome face that was almost otherworldly, with a warm smile always on his face.

"It's him?" Wu Qiong muttered to himself.

It turned out that this person was the pretty boy who had invited him to dinner in Anzhou City. He never expected that he was from the Ye family of Anzhou.

The Ye family of Anzhou is one of the seven great families in the world.

The Ye family not only boasts numerous experts, but also enjoys a good reputation in the martial arts world, with several members serving as officials in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The current governor of Anzhou is the younger brother of the head of the Ye family.

Ye Yushi is not only the only son of the Ye family patriarch, but also a young talent ranked ninth on the Human Ranking. His handsome face is so striking that it's almost otherworldly, making him the dream lover of countless young ladies in Anzhou.

Quite a few people came, but unfortunately... they're all going to be wiped out.

Wu Qiong shook his head.

In the previous game, the day the six masters of Xin'en Manor retired from their criminal activities was also the day Xin'en Manor was destroyed.

They unexpectedly obtained a treasure more than a decade ago when they were resisting the invasion from the Western Regions.

Although no one knew what it was, Wu Qiong knew that it was a treasure map that could lead to the location of the Western Regions Dragon Vein.

The one who came knocking this time was Lie Fengtao, the younger brother of Lie Fenghan, the God of War of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions, who was ranked thirty-sixth on the Heavenly Ranking.

Wu Qiong needed this treasure map, so he came too.

He wanted to exchange the favor of defeating Lie Fengtao and saving Xin'en Manor for the treasure map in the hands of the manor lord.

If the manor lord does not intend to hand over the treasure map.

Even with Li Jianshi as a variable,

Even if Lie Fengtao hadn't come, Xien Manor wouldn't have continued to exist.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Wu Qiong's lips.