My Silly, Sweet Wife

Early the next day, before a quarter past ten, Ye Guichen arrived early at the entrance of the Song Family residence, waiting. The guard at the door wanted to stop him, but remembering Ye Guichen’s strength yesterday, fear lingered in his heart. Upon seeing Ye Guichen, he scurried off to report.

Upon hearing that Ye Guichen had arrived, Song Botong instructed his servant to lead Ye Guichen into the discussion hall.

After last night’s scheming with Zuo Qiuyun, Zuo Qiuyun had given Song Botong a reassurance, further promising to eliminate the strangeness in the spirit stone mine, which greatly calmed Song Botong’s mind. Thus, when he saw Ye Guichen today, it was as if a cat had seen a mouse, afraid that Ye Guichen would realize his plan and repent on the spot.

”Mr. Ye, did you sleep well last night?” Song Botong approached Ye Guichen with a beaming smile.

Ye Guichen squinted his eyes, smiling without speaking.

”Brother Ye, rest assured, as long as you help our Song Family with the spirit stone mine issue, I will personally host a banquet tomorrow night to ensure you experience the best signature of Taihe Town.” Song Botong said affably on the surface.

In his heart, however, he thought to himself: ”After today, you’ll be a corpse. Even if you luckily escape from the spirit stone mine, with Master Zuo’s strength, you are doomed in his hands.”

Thinking of this, Song Botong’s smile became even more radiant.

Ye Guichen noticed Song Botong’s gaze, and goosebumps involuntarily covered his entire body.

Utterly hypocritical!

”Master Song, don’t worry. You don’t have to worry about the spirit stone mine matter. As for what comes next, hehe...” Ye Guichen hinted.

Upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words, Song Botong’s face stiffened, and his brows furrowed slightly.

”I say, Master Song, it’s already past a quarter past ten. I wonder when your people will arrive! I don’t like tardy people.” Ye Guichen said lazily.

Upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words, Song Botong apologized, ”Mr. Ye, just wait a bit more, just a bit more. Master Zuo is on his way, he’ll be here soon.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Qiuyun came strolling leisurely, his face glowing with a mysterious air, clearly having indulged in something delightful last night, not yet fully back to his senses!

Zuo Qiuyun glanced around, seeing everyone was present, raised an eyebrow, and said with an air of superiority, ”Botong, since everyone is here, let’s set off and not waste any more time.”

Upon witnessing Zuo Qiuyun’s demeanor, Ye Guichen couldn’t help but feel a wave of repulsion, ”Damn, this old Taoist can put on a facade even better than Mu Yang.”

Upon hearing Zuo Qiuyun speak, Song Botong hurried to lead the way, greeting him with a smile, his demeanor reminiscent of a pompous wolf.

Ye Guichen, seeing this, shook his head and, without saying anything more, followed them towards the spirit stone mine.

After about half an hour, the group arrived at the back mountain of the Song Family residence.

Stepping into the back mountain, Ye Guichen immediately sensed a wave of corpse energy assaulting him, the chilling atmosphere around compelled one to shiver involuntarily, lacking the expected abundant spiritual energy of a spirit stone mine, instead exuding a soul-stirring aura.

Zuo Qiuyun also seemed to sense the oddity of the surroundings, his once condescending face gradually turning serious.

Ye Guichen swept his eyes around and noticed numerous workers mining spirit stones not far away.

There were also many overseers wielding whips, constantly lashing behind them, as if any slowed action would earn a severe whipping on the back.

These whips were specially crafted by the Song Family, named Soul Beating Whips. When they struck a person, they inflicted not only physical pain but also spiritual damage. Over time, a person’s soul becomes severely damaged, turning them into tools for mining spirit stones. Ye Guichen also noticed traces of corpse energy clinging to these people, though incomplete, as if gradually acquired from living in such an environment.

”It seems the issue with the spirit stone mine has existed for more than a day or two.” Ye Guichen thought to himself.

As Ye Guichen pondered, a sudden howling sound echoed from the cave.

The workers around heard the sound, momentarily stunned, then resumed their tasks.

”Botong, when did the spirit stone mine start becoming strange?” Zuo Qiuyun asked nonchalantly.

Song Botong, tilting his head, muttered, ”Replying to Master Zuo, it’s been close to a year now.”