Chapter 85: The Appearance of a Husband-Harmer

Zhou Lin's complexion turned incredibly ugly in an instant; he stared fixedly at Chen Yu. Why was Chen Yu so clear about his own wife's physical structure and hobbies? He could already feel his head turning a shade of green.

"Haha, President Zhou, please don't be angry; she isn't worth it. Besides, I understand some physiognomy—I have a few words of advice, I wonder if you'd like to hear them?" Chen Yu felt incredibly gratified looking at Zhou Lin's expression.

"If President Chen has something to say, then speak," Zhou Lin said with a sinister tone.

"Your wife's eyes are like autumn waters, her complexion like peach blossoms, her half-smile full of sentiment, and the areas around her eyes are slightly flushed pink. In the study of physiognomy, this is a thoroughly promiscuous appearance."

Chen Yu continued: "In physiognomy, there are six major 'husband-harming' appearances for women: high cheekbones, pointed chin, thin lips, gaunt cheeks, short forehead, and 'three-white' eyes..."

"Your wife possesses four of these categories; she is quite the husband-harmer... Haha, President Zhou, don't be angry. If you don't believe my words, just listen to them; in any case, I have no ill intentions." Chen Yu patted Zhou Lin's shoulder and said with a chuckle.

Chen Yu's words made Zhou Lin shiver involuntarily. In truth, he believed a portion of what Chen Yu said; after all, Zhou Lin knew better than anyone how her ex-husband had died.

"Thank you for the reminder, President Chen." After a long while, Zhou Lin's complexion finally recovered. He forced a smile and said, "You must come to the listing banquet."

"Rest assured, I will definitely be there." Chen Yu sneered. This grandson Zhou Lin was indeed the type who didn't show his emotions on his face.

Even after he had spoken to this extent, this guy could still maintain that smiling face. Although Chen Yu really wanted to slap him hard across the face, he still held back.

"Li Han," Chen Yu called out.

"President Chen, what are your orders?" Li Han entered the room.

"Properly entertain President Zhou and his friends; make sure not to let him be disappointed," Chen Yu said.

"Please rest assured, President Chen, I will definitely entertain President Zhou well." Li Han grinned, immediately understanding. Tonight, he would make sure Zhou Lin suffered a massive financial loss.

"Chen Yu, I've finished things on my end; just waiting for them to hold their listing banquet," Ning Ruoxue sent a message.

In a secluded alley, Chen Yu glanced at his phone, then replied with a smiley face. He put away his phone and looked at the night sky, letting out a long breath.

The hatred of being framed and having his wife stolen was finally going to be avenged. He was very much looking forward to the ending for that pair of adulterers.

Suddenly, several popping sounds of gunfire rang out. Chen Yu was startled; these were gunshots with silencers attached.

Immediately following, several figures rushed over from the distance in the night. Several guards were protecting a young girl as they fled in front, she carrying a three-foot-long box on her back, with several people in hot pursuit behind her.

Looking at the people behind, there were killers holding guns, as well as Martial Master experts whose movements were like lightning.

Suddenly, the girl crashed heavily into Chen Yu. She let out a cry of surprise and fell backward. Chen Yu reached out to catch her; because of the excessive force, his arms were filled with warmth and fragrance, and a faint scent wafted over.

A face that left Chen Yu breathless appeared: clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint rosy flush, thin lips as delicate and dripping as rose petals...

Although there were people chasing and killing her from behind, the girl's eyes were surprisingly calm.

Her right hand flipped, and her slender Jade palm struck fiercely toward Chen Yu's neck. Her palm was secretly clutching willow nails; one touch would mean death.

Chen Yu pushed her away with a backhand, putting some distance between them: "Apologies, I meant no offense."

"Miss, run quickly." A man ran over, but suddenly he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Huang Shu." The woman couldn't care about Chen Yu and hurriedly checked the man's injuries.

The man had been struck in the back of the heart and was spitting blood; he had clearly suffered internal injuries.

The several people behind rushed up with a howl. The girl's few guards all fell to the ground. An old man stepped forward with a chuckle: "Miss Yan Roujin, hand over the item."

"In your dreams." Yan Roujin stared fixedly at the old man: "My Yan Clan has guarded the Seven Brilliance Weapon Spirit 'Li Chen' for hundreds of years. This sword cannot be mastered unless one is fated; even if I gave it to you, you couldn't take it away."

"Haha, your Yan Clan has fallen. Now that you've returned to your hometown of Fengling, what can you do? That old immortal at the Xuanwu Tea House can't protect you either." The old man laughed loudly: "Hand over the sword spirit Li Chen, and I'll leave your corpse intact."

"Even if I die today, I will protect Li Chen," Yan Roujin took a step forward, cold intent radiating from her eyes.

"Xuanwu Tea House? What is Li Xuanling to you?" Chen Yu looked at Yan Roujin.

"He is my godfather. Do you know him?" Yan Roujin looked at Chen Yu in surprise.

"I know him; he has helped me," Chen Yu nodded.

"Kid, don't meddle in other people's business, and I'll leave your corpse intact," the old man sneered.

"Then I really must thank you," Chen Yu glanced at the old man.

"Take care of him." The old man waved his hand. Immediately, a man stepped forward and struck toward Chen Yu's vital point with a palm.

Chen Yu gripped the opponent's palm with a backhand...

"You..." The opponent looked at Chen Yu in shock. He had just spat out one word when Chen Yu gripped back and struck his throat with a fist.

*Puff*, the opponent's throat bone shattered completely. He widened his eyes, retreated a few steps, and then fell to the ground with a thud, losing his life.

"So he is an expert. Attack!" The old man was startled. This subordinate was also at the Martial Master Realm, yet Chen Yu had taken him down with one punch; it seemed he was a ruthless character.

The several gunmen behind him didn't dare to be slow; they raised their pistols and pulled the triggers toward Chen Yu.

Chen Yu lowered his body and took down one killer with a punch. The remaining two killers had already pulled their triggers.

*Bang bang*, two bullets flew toward Chen Yu. Chen Yu's heart sank, and he cursed inwardly. He hadn't broken through the Profound Void Saintly Clear Qi yet; he could handle one gunman, but these two shots were extremely difficult to dodge.

At this critical moment, the flame tattoo on his arm suddenly shone slightly.

Almost at the same time, the three-foot wooden box on Yan Roujin's back suddenly exploded. Immediately following, a crimson ray shot into the sky and sped toward Chen Yu.

Chen Yu felt his hand tighten; a short sword had already appeared in his hand.

In an instant, he felt a surge of power rushing into his body. His figure suddenly erupted, and he slashed out with the short sword in his hand.

With a *hum*, blood light erupted everywhere. The two gunmen let out miserable screams, a sword wound on their chests deep enough to reach the bone. The two fell to the ground with a thud, clearly not going to survive.

The old man was grazed by the sword's afterglow. A streak of Sword Qi swept out, piercing through his shoulder. His body shook, and he was sent flying backward.

*Puff*... He spat out a mouthful of blood, then looked at Chen Yu in terror.

Chen Yu was seen holding a short sword, the crimson light on the blade flickering, and the blade was constantly extending, stretching to three feet.

Chen Yu's hand was trembling non-stop; the immense power coming from the sword made him feel somewhat shocked.

Immediately after, his hand felt empty. The sword in his hand turned into a ray of light and attached itself to the flame mark on his arm.

A sword mark appeared on the flame tattoo, and then the golden patterns on the tattoo flashed once before returning to normal.

At the same time, something extra appeared in Chen Yu's consciousness: Seven Brilliance Weapon Spirit, Li Chen, the head of the three great weapon spirits, now fused with his bloodline; he could summon it with a single thought.

"Li Chen... has it recognized its master?" Yan Roujin stared blankly at Sun Yu, and suddenly, tears streamed down her face.