Chapter 364: 365: Ye Wuchen's Return (Part 8)


Chapter 364: Chapter 365: Ye Wuchen’s Return (Part 8)


“This power, is it… Wuchen?”


Lin Ruoying’s eyes tightened slightly, and she slowly lifted her gaze.


In an instant, a figure as imposing as Shura, with a beauty that could overturn worlds, appeared within her sight…


Standing tall in the void, the man faced the wind, his purple robe billowing elegantly, capturing everyone’s attention in a heartbeat.


His beauty was enough to dazzle all onlookers, turning worlds upside down—he resembled a Heavenly God descending to earth, his demonic charm unable to mask his noble and extraordinary aura.


In just a moment, he overshadowed the brilliance of everyone present…


If that alone were already mesmerizing, then when the morning light fell upon the Mandala Pattern on his face, everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, their eyes fixated on him.


Such a bewitchingly handsome man existed in this world.


The man’s phoenix eyes were slightly pulled upward, with a sinister air lurking in those purple irises. The breeze brushed by, and his tall figure, hands clasped behind his back, somehow felt oppressive.


Shura God!


These three words surged in everyone’s minds in an instant.


If he was not the Shura God, then who was?


This man hadn’t done anything yet, but their hearts almost stopped beating…


Zang Qingxue’s mind went blank, horror reflected in her eyes. Overcome with intense fear, she simply closed her eyes and fainted…


“Wuchen, you’re back?” Lin Ruoying’s heart leaped with joy, her soft gaze resting on the man in the void, as she gently smiled, “It’s good that you’re back, you must be tired, too. Go back and rest first; I’ll have someone prepare hot water for you later. I’ll take care of the matters here, so you won’t be troubled.”


Indeed, in Lin Ruoying’s eyes, Ye Wuchen had intervened only because of some so-called connection with the Xiao Family. If she had known he was returning today, she would have chosen another moment to act, to spare him from any difficulty.


And she, she just wanted to alleviate his worries…


Zi Qianjing’s body stiffened, looking up at the figure in the void, his eyes swirling with excitement, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions…


Father.


This title, he had never dared to utter lightly.


How many nights had they appeared in his dreams, yet when the reunion came, he became cowardly…


Ye Wuchen’s gaze did not settle on Lin Ruoying; he slowly turned around, his eyes filled with deep affection as he looked at his beloved wife. His expression revealed excitement, but remembering the scene from moments ago, a hint of jealousy surged within him, and his gaze towards Zi Qianjing grew unfriendly.


Her tenderness had always been reserved only for him, yet just now she had earnestly wiped that brat’s hands! How could she be so gentle to another man?


“Let go of your hand!”


Looking at their hands still together, a surge of sourness bubbled up in Ye Wuchen’s heart, and he forcefully grabbed Mu Ruyue’s arm.


Zi Qianjing grabbed back, holding Mu Ruyue tightly, and glared angrily at Ye Wuchen: “What are you doing?”


“Let her go!” Ye Wuchen was furious. Where did this brat come from? Couldn’t he see that her legitimate husband was still here, and yet he dared to snatch his wife!?


“Why should I let go?” Zi Qianjing stood his ground, unwilling to yield. In the past, he was small and powerless, and this man, to monopolize his mother’s affection, would often cast poor him and Aunt Yue into a forest miles away…