My wife is a reborn big boss

Just as the two left and the atmosphere at Heluo Tower grew increasingly intense, a woman slowly walked up to the second floor.

The girl was probably seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a dark, form-fitting outfit. She possessed a tall, shapely figure, around 1.78 meters, with long, straight legs that were particularly eye-catching. Beneath her striking, arched eyebrows were a pair of eyes as bright as stars, sparkling with every glance. The previously noisy crowd was stunned by her beauty and her undisguised, awe-inspiring presence, and fell silent for a moment.

The girl's brows furrowed slightly, her icy eyes scanning back and forth. Her long hair, simply tied in a ponytail, swayed gently with her movements. Anyone whose gaze she swept over instinctively lowered their head, unable to meet her eyes.

After a long silence, the quiet on the second floor of Heluo Tower was broken by someone speaking.

"Boss." The girl's cold voice came through.

The innkeeper, regaining his senses, waved for his wife, who had been hiding there, to lower her guard. He cautiously approached, forcing a smile, and asked, "What can I do for you, sir?"

"Has the man with a wooden sword at his waist, an extraordinary temperament, and unparalleled beauty been here?" The girl asked expressionlessly.

"Uh..." The shopkeeper pondered, "I haven't seen a man with an extraordinary temperament and unparalleled looks recently, but I have seen one with a wooden sword at his waist."

"Name," the girl in black began, still sparing with her words.

"He is Wu Qiong, ranked forty-third on the list of people, known as 'Living Kill, Leaving a Sound.' Although he has a wooden sword hanging at his waist, he looks quite ordinary, at most a handsome young man. He is probably not the person the young lady is looking for."

"Hmm?" The girl's killing intent was undisguised.

The shopkeeper shuddered and quickly said, "Young Master Wu has an elegant and otherworldly air about him. A mere mortal like me is not qualified to appreciate his handsomeness. Only a peerless fairy like you is worthy of him."

The boundless killing intent subsided.

The girl spoke up: "Where is he?"

"He was just eating here a short while ago, and he left not long ago. He said he was going to Shaolin Temple before he left, so he's probably already out of Luozhou City."

The girl nodded and turned to leave.

"Phew..." The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief. "That woman was terrifying... Madam, are you alright?"

His wife, wearing a veil, slowly spoke: "I am no match for her."

Even though he was mentally prepared, the shopkeeper was still frightened.

His wife was already a master of the Great Perfection of the Acquired Realm, considered one of the top fighters in the martial arts world. Yet she actually said he was no match for her!

That aloof girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old, yet she had already reached the state of oneness with nature... Young people these days are truly terrifying.

The shopkeeper sighed inwardly, while the two sworn brothers whispered among themselves.

"This girl is terrifying! I've only ever seen such beauty, temperament, and a powerful aura in a young woman; I've only ever seen it in Junior Sister Li. Don't you think so, brother?" Seeing that his elder brother remained silent, his face pale and covered in cold sweat, the Xuan Tian Sect disciple tensed up. "Brother! What's wrong, brother!"

The disciple of the Evil Extreme Sect, with a righteous and upright square face, was now trembling slightly: "She...she is...she is the direct descendant of our Evil Extreme Sect's Sect Master, the 'Yellow Spring Witch' Su Mubai!"

Everyone who heard this was utterly astonished.

"What! She's Su Mubai!"

"That 'Witch of the Underworld' who's ranked third on the list?"

"That 'Living Kill Voice' really had an affair with her!"

"Nonsense! A woman with such stunning beauty, superb martial arts skills, and a powerful background—anyone would be tempted!"

"Forget it, we can't handle such a vicious witch. Didn't the entire Slanting Moon Valley get wiped out just a couple of days ago? We can't afford to mess with her."

"The Crescent Moon Valley is involved in human trafficking. If it weren't for the Demonic Sect's backing, they would have been wiped out long ago. The 'Yellow Spring Witch' is acting on behalf of Heaven!"

"It's just because she's pretty. Would you say that if she were a man?"

"That's like dogs fighting."

Looking at the diners who were bustling about again, the innkeeper quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Luckily, no conflict broke out, otherwise my Heluo Restaurant would probably be finished."

......

Three days later, at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

"Waiter! Ten ounces of cooked beef, half a pound of good wine, and a pot of Maojian tea!" Wu Qiong and his companion sat down at a food stall by the official road.

"Brother Wu's swordsmanship is superb. Although his views on the way of the sword differ from mine, they are still profound. I have benefited greatly from them," Ye Qingxuan said gently.

"Not at all, Brother Dao's swordsmanship is unique, and I have learned a lot from it as well." Wu Qiong and Ye Qingxuan praised each other with great joy.

After a few moments of mutual flattery, the food and wine were served. Wu Qiong raised his wine cup, about to speak, when suddenly a loud shout rang out:

"Waiter! Three catties of cooked beef and five catties of Shaoxing wine! Hurry up!"

Wu Qiong and his companion turned around and saw a tall, robust monk, nine feet in height.

When the monk saw Ye Qingxuan, his enormous, bell-like eyes flashed with golden light, and he strode over: "Hahahaha! So you, you old Taoist priest, have arrived! I've been waiting for you!"

The monk had his robes open, revealing muscles as if cast in steel. His face was covered with a thick beard, giving him a fierce and menacing appearance, yet his eyes occasionally flashed with a glint of wisdom.

After the monk sat down, Ye Qingxuan smiled wryly: "It's been three years, and Brother Jiese is still as unrestrained as ever."

He turned his head and introduced the monk:

"This is Young Hero Wu Qiong. Although he is ranked forty-third on the list of heroes, his swordsmanship is no less than mine."

He then said to Wu Qiong, "As for this master, he is the disciple of Abbot Xuankong of Shaolin Temple, whom I mentioned to you, Brother Wu. He is Brother Jie Se."

Of course I know, I'm on the same future list as you. Wu Qiong remained unmoved, but still feigned a surprised expression.

"I've heard so much about you."

"No problem, no problem."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two took their seats.

Jie Se opened a jar of Daughter's Red wine: "This little Taoist priest looks approachable, but he's actually incredibly arrogant. Brother Wu, for him to catch his eye, he must be extraordinary. Come, let's have a drink! This humble monk will drink first as a sign of respect!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and gulped down a whole jar of Daughter's Red wine in one go.

Seeing this, Wu Qiong also picked up a jar of wine and, imitating him, downed it in one gulp.

"Great! I'll accept you as a friend!" Jie Se gave a thumbs up, then turned and glanced sideways at Ye Qingxuan. "Unlike someone else, who always makes excuses when it comes to drinking, he's not enjoyable at all."

Ye Qingxuan smiled calmly: "Drunkenness leads to mistakes, and I cannot disobey my master's orders. I really don't know what's so good about wine."

Wu Qiong shook his head: "You don't know this, do you? Alcohol is a good thing. It can make people temporarily forget their troubles and the sadness hidden deep in their hearts."

Jie Se chimed in from the side, "Brother Wu is right. You're in Shaolin territory now, how can your master control you? As long as you respect him in your heart, why be bound by so-called rules?"

Ye Qingxuan sighed and raised his wine cup: "Very well, this humble Taoist will then risk his life to accompany you two."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.

"Cough cough cough..." As the wine entered his throat, Ye Qingxuan, who was drinking for the first time, choked and coughed.

"It's too spicy." Ye Qingxuan channeled his energy into his fingers, forcing out the smell of alcohol.

Jiese shook his head and said, "Drinking is about getting drunk. If you force out the alcohol like this, you won't feel like you're drinking at all."

Wu Qiong laughed and said, "Brother Dao is just not used to it. A few more drinks will do the trick. Come, come, Master Jiese, let's toast you together."

Upon hearing this, Jiese grinned wickedly and raised his glass.

Helpless, Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to withdraw his inner energy and raise his cup with a wry smile.

Halfway through the drinking session, Ye Qingxuan's fair and handsome face was flushed: "Brother Wu... Master... please... please don't drink anymore, this wine... is poisoned... I'm so dizzy, and I... have no strength left... be... careful..."

Wu Qiong patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Brother, there's no poison in the wine, you're just drunk."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes were glazed over: "Is this... what it feels like to be drunk?"

Two clear tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

Wu and Qiong were greatly alarmed. Jie Se asked, "Little Taoist priest, are you alright? If you can't handle it, don't drink anymore."