Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

A few days later, Yang Shifei got up early and stepped outside, feeling relieved as he saw the long-awaited clear sky.

In ancient times, rainy days were a real hassle, especially after it had rained off and on for four days.

Luckily, this house was situated well; otherwise, it would have been flooded by now.

“Yue Rui, are you awake?” He leaned towards the window next door, “Do you need me to prepare breakfast for you?”

“No, I’ll keep sleeping…”

Yue Rui’s soft, sleepy mumbling came through, making Yang Shifei smile.

This girl had been staying for a few days and only woke up at night, saving two meals’ worth of money.

Quite easy to take care of.

He turned and went to the backyard, hung up all the washed clothes, and tidied himself up. Just then, there was a knock at the courtyard gate.

“—Breakfast, and the account book.”

Tan Xiang, still dressed in her neat maid uniform, looked as indifferent as ever.

Yang Shifei welcomed her into the hall with a smile, “I feel bad for always making you bring breakfast. Why don’t I come get it myself from now on?”

“No need, it’s on my way.”

Tan Xiang took the other account book and flipped through it for a moment.

Then, she glanced sideways at him, “I’ll accompany you to the yamen later.”

“Hmm?”

Yang Shifei was in the middle of eating a chicken leg, “Does Miss Luo have something to do today?”

Since their outing a few days ago, although it had been raining nonstop, they had been meeting every day.

“Things in East city have been unsettled recently, and Miss Luo can’t leave. She has instructed me to handle your sparring with Li Xiaolin.”

“Is it about the Sacred Martial Stone?” Yang Shifei frowned, “Has someone caused trouble at the cloth shop?”

Tan Xiang shook her head, “All the major sects have come to East city, making it a gathering place for influential forces. Even the top sect here, Nine Layers Sect, is involved. Although Miss Luo dislikes crowds, she has to make an appearance.”

Yang Shifei was intrigued, “The Sacred Martial Stone hasn’t even arrived, so why are so many people here already?”

“They’re checking for enemy spies who might have infiltrated early.”

“I see… huh?”

Yang Shifei froze, looking sheepishly at the maid, “I just arrived in East city a while ago. They shouldn’t mistake me for a spy, right?”

If he were truly from a village, that would be one thing. But since he had crossed over from another world, there was no trace of his identity to be found.

“If you were a spy, you would have been handed over to the authorities on the first day you arrived at the Luo Mansion.” Tan Xiang sighed softly and glanced at him askance, “Your behavior after losing your memory is easy to see through, unlike someone pretending.”

Yang Shifei: “…”

…

Yamen Drill Ground.

Several soldiers with swords guarded on both sides, looking rather odd.

“You—you—you!”

Just as Li Xiaolin was escorted here, as soon as he saw Yang Shifei, he looked furious, “It’s you again, you freak!”

Seeing his distressed reaction, the soldiers couldn’t help but sympathize.

The gang he had built up over the years had been destroyed in one fell swoop, and the martial arts he had created were casually learned by others.

The most ‘hateful’ thing was that his martial arts, which had been the culmination of twenty years of effort, had been mastered by the other party in just a few days. After just two encounters, he had fully integrated and perfected them.

During their last sparring match, Li Xiaolin was even outmatched, nearly beaten into submission.

Anyone in his position would be frustrated for a long time.

Not to mention, after the last two sparring sessions, Miss Luo, who is as beautiful as a fairy, would come forward to ask about Yang Shifei’s well-being, giving off the appearance of a sweet and harmonious couple, which was simply heart-wrenching!

The young soldiers watching from the sidelines couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Hehe.”

Yang Shifei smiled and clasped his fists, “I’ll trouble Master Li today as well.”

Li Xiaolin was so angry he almost spurted blood, his face turning red as he stepped onto the field.

Seeing this scene, Tan Xiang’s clear eyes showed a hint of doubt.

In the past few days, it was always her mistress who accompanied him to practice martial arts. She hadn’t witnessed it herself, so why did it make the notorious Flying Forest Gang Leader behave so hesitantly?

“This is your own doing!” Veins bulging on his forehead, Li Xiaolin growled angrily, “This time, I won’t hold back at all!”

With that, he suddenly moved, swiftly throwing out several punches in succession.

But faced with his fierce attack, Yang Shifei was no longer the same as before. With just a few dodges, he easily avoided them, then counterattacked with a palm that struck Li Xiaolin’s chin heavily.

There was only a muffled grunt as Li Xiaolin immediately staggered back several steps.

With just one move, he showed signs of defeat.

At this moment, both the soldiers and Li Xiaolin himself were filled with incredulity.

In the first three days, Yang Shifei had practiced the Triple Forest Crossing Technique to its extreme, and he could already engage in full-force combat with him and win within three moves.

But now, he had found the loophole in this technique, and with one strike, he broke it.

“I haven’t–agh!”

Just as Li Xiaolin stabilized himself to speak, a fierce straight punch came at him.

He quickly dodged to the side, intending to grab, but Yang Shifei’s movement was even faster. With his right leg sweeping his lower body, he deflected Li Xiaolin’s arms and simultaneously lunged forward with a shoulder slam, heavily knocking Li Xiaolin back, causing him to groan and stagger backward once again.

…very slow.

Yang Shifei shook his head inwardly, then swiftly approached his opponent.

He focused his gaze without expression, almost predicting every move Li Xiaolin made. Despite his strong physique and abundant internal energy, every movement in his body could become a flaw.

Boom, boom, boom!

The two of them chased and fought fiercely in the drill ground, their fists flashing.

Li Xiaolin was sweating profusely, his eyes darting around in panic. Decades of martial arts experience became his only lifeline as he relied on instinct to block and parry the fierce attacks.

At this moment, Yang Shifei resembled a lion or tiger, his punches fierce and bold. In just a moment, he forced Li Xiaolin to retreat and crawl, until he had nowhere to go but the corner of the wall, where he panicked and raised his hand:

“Spare me, hero!”

Only then did Yang Shifei stop, nodding satisfactorily.

He looked at the gathering soldiers and clasped his fists, “Thanks to all the brothers for their help these days. I won’t trouble you anymore in the future.”

Behind him, Li Xiaolin’s mouth twitched, speechless.

After dominating East city for many years, he hadn’t expected to end up being despised in the end.

He looked up blankly at the sky, feeling like his dao heart had shattered into pieces.

…

A moment later, seeing the disoriented Li Xiaolin being escorted away by the soldiers, Yang Shifei returned to Tan Xiang’s side.

“Miss, sorry to keep you waiting.”

“…I don’t mind.” Tan Xiang’s pretty face also showed surprise, “You, your martial arts have improved so quickly.”

According to the young lady, just four days ago, Yang Shifei only had about sixty to seventy percent of Li Xiaolin’s strength.

But now, even with Li Xiaolin going all out, he couldn’t last more than a hundred moves against him.

“And your internal energy…still not cultivated?”

“Yeah.” Yang Shifei scratched his head, chuckling awkwardly, “I should still be considered a body-tempering martial artist for now.”

Tan Xiang was speechless for a moment.

No wonder Li Xiaolin called this person a ‘freak’.

Even with her experience, she had never seen such a strange physique.

“Never mind.” Tan Xiang sighed softly, “Your rapid progress is also a good thing.”

“You’re right.”

Just then, a figure stepped out from the shadows.

Yang Shifei looked at the black mask worn by the person, clasping his fists seriously, “Chief Constable Tie.”

“No need for formalities.”

Tie Hanyang’s tone was steady, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, as he slowly said, “Young brother, are you interested in coming to our inner courtyard? The situation in East city is chaotic right now. The leader of the Nine Layers Sect of East City, Tianlin, is leading the way, inviting heroes from all over the world to join us in guarding against enemy countries.”

“Chief Constable Tie, please don’t mention this matter again.” Tan Xiang stood in front, her expression cold.

“Alright.”

Tie Hanyang felt a little regretful.

Yang Shifei pondered silently in his heart but didn’t say anything more.

The situation in East city is unclear at the moment. If he intervenes recklessly, not only will he be in danger, but even the Luo Mansion will be dragged into it.

Swoosh!

But at this moment, a chill suddenly rose from behind!

Yang Shifei instinctively grabbed the arrow that came flying at him.

Someone’s shooting arrows?!

As he looked at the sharp arrowhead, astonishment flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he stretched his arm out to protect Tan Xiang, sweeping away several sharp arrows.

Then, both inside and outside the yamen, there were shouts:

“Enemy attack!”