My wife is a reborn big boss

Despite He Jinxi's fury, Wu Qiong remained calm, smiling and looking at him without saying a word.

"Hahahaha..." He Jinxi suddenly looked up and laughed loudly.

Ye Yuxi and Sheng Yeyun were on high alert, ready to defend against a sudden attack.

After laughing, He Jinxi suddenly regained her composure: "You wouldn't dare hurt her."

He did not question whether Wu Qiong had really captured his daughter, because Wu Qiong did correctly state his daughter's name and the village she lived in.

But he wasn't worried that the other party would harm his daughter, because... if anything happened to his daughter, he would be truly alone, and he believed the other party understood what kind of revenge he would take.

"That's right." Wu Qiong nodded. "Your daughter is indeed very safe, but... I'm not a good person. Do you dare to make a move?"

He was confident, though he wouldn't harm the other party's daughter. But fearing the consequences, He Jinxi didn't dare do anything to him or those around him. Even if he didn't care about the retaliation from Xuantian Sect and Xieji Sect, his daughter's safety was still in Wu Qiong's hands, and he was afraid of Wu Qiong's revenge.

The scene froze.

"How did you know I have a daughter?" He Jinxi asked slowly.

The fact that he had a daughter was unknown to everyone except himself; even the child's mother thought of herself as an ordinary江湖汉 (jianghu man, a person of the martial arts world).

So here's the question: how did Wu Qiong know that he had a daughter, and even knew her name and where she was located?

"Don't worry, sir, your daughter is perfectly safe, and your wife is also perfectly safe." Wu Qiong avoided the question.

No one could have imagined that He Jinxi, the "Madman" ranked second on the Heavenly Ranking, would marry a burly countrywoman with an eight-foot waist...

As for how Wu Qiong knew, isn't that obvious? Because he's a time traveler! Knowing that He Jinxi has a wife, and what kind of wife she is, is purely a personal, perverse quirk from his past life as a planner, much like the real names of Master Ziyang and Abbot Xuankong...

"Kid, how about we make a deal?" He Jinxi said with a smile. "I swear I won't harm you, but you have to give my daughter back to me."

Wu Qiong remained calm: "Boss, can you really swear you won't harm us?"

"Of course! What kind of status do I, He Jinxi, have? My words are like farts once they're out; how could I possibly take them back?" He Jinxi said very solemnly.

"Yes, sir." Wu Qiongyi nodded solemnly, "I will return your daughter to you."

Then he stood still without moving.

"You little brat, you dare to play me!" He Jinxi's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Wu Qiong laughed too: "Boss, aren't you just messing with me too?"

They really think he's mentally challenged.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" He Jinxi asked.

"Let me think about it." Wu Qiong frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking, "Boss, can't we turn hostility into friendship?"

"What do you think?" He Jinxi sneered.

He Jinxi had never suffered such a loss before. If he didn't retaliate, what was the point of being second on the Heavenly Ranking? He might as well go back to farming!

Well... when he's not out causing trouble, he does indeed farm in the village...

This is indeed a problem. The current situation is that if He Xiaoya is returned, He Jinxi will definitely cause trouble for him. But if she isn't returned... he can't possibly raise her for the rest of his life. She's only twelve years old, and he's not a lolicon. Besides, although she's currently very pretty, her father's appearance is completely unremarkable. If you didn't look at his imposing manner, he would look like a typical old farmer from the countryside. And her mother is a middle-aged woman with a very large waist. What if she grows up to be big and bulky too?

The problem still lies with my unreliable master.

"Boss, my master has really passed away." Wu Qiong's expression was very sincere: "You have to believe me."

This time it's for real, not a lie.

"Hehe." He Jinxi completely ignored him, thinking he was talking nonsense.

Are you kidding me? He Jinxi is only second on the Heavenly Ranking, yet he's causing trouble everywhere and still living a good life. How could Qu Wuming, who's even stronger than him, have died? You have to understand that back then, even when all the experts from the Demonic Sect attacked him, they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

His idea wasn't wrong. After a martial artist enters the Innate Realm, they can communicate with the primordial energy of heaven and earth to cleanse themselves. Which Innate Master isn't in excellent health and has a great appetite? Getting sick? That's impossible.

Poisoning is even less plausible. The poison that the eldest princess used on the already deceased Emperor Zhou was a specially made poison of her own making. Moreover, Emperor Zhou had been taking it for many years, and during the final battle, he only experienced some minor effects. Not to mention Qu Wuming, who had already reached the "Void Realm".

As for being killed, who could kill the number one on the Heavenly Ranking?

Wu Qiong sighed helplessly, realizing that no one believed him these days when he spoke the truth: "How about this then? I'll take you to see my master's grave, sir."

Anyway, there's nothing in the grave.

Ye Yuxi, who had been listening, interjected, "Ah Qiong, can you bring my sister along too?"

Sheng Yeyun nodded repeatedly; she wanted to go too.

"Go, go!" Wu Qiong hurriedly agreed.

He was also afraid that He Jinxi would be dancing on his master's grave.

"I want to exhume the body and examine it." He Jinxi was starting to believe it, but he thought Qu Wuming's death must have been abnormal, and he wanted to find out the reason.

"Isn't this inappropriate, boss?" Wu Qiong said, looking troubled.

Does he want to mix his ashes with rice? That's worse than dancing on a grave.

"Legend has it that if someone from the 'Void Realm' dies, their body can remain uncorrupted for a thousand years. Once I see it, I will be able to confirm the difference between me and him. If he is truly dead, I will respectfully kneel down and kowtow three times as an apology." He Jinxi still had one last doubt. Only after confirming that Qu Wuming was truly dead could he let go of the obsession he had pursued for more than twenty years.

"This..." Wu Qiong had a headache. His master was indeed dead, but there was no body in the coffin. However, he couldn't say that because the body of a "Void Realm" cultivator was immune to water and fire. If he said that the body had been cremated, the other party would definitely not believe him.

But he truly couldn't let them see his master's body, because his master, "Sword Master" Qu Wuming, had indeed been murdered, and this person...

Seeing his hesitation, He Jinxi looked suspicious: "I've already said all this, and you still don't agree. It seems that the 'Sword Master' is indeed not dead. Tell me, kid, where is he? If you take me to see him, our feud will be over."

Things are back to square one.

Sheng Yeyun approached Wu Qiong, tilted her head slightly, and her blood-red eyes were filled with pleading: "Qiong, please, take me to see him..."

Wu Qiong turned his head: "I'm sorry, Sister Sheng, I can't do it."

His master was murdered. Besides himself, only his master and he knew this, and he absolutely couldn't let a third person know!

Even he didn't know the reason behind it.