Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 370: Tang Muchuan’s Sense of Loss

Chen Xiaobei sat on the ground, nostrils facing the sky, looking as if he had suffered some great grievance.

Liu Can almost spat blood from anger, urging him,

"Chen Xiaobei, that’s enough. Everyone’s watching you now. You’re supposed to be a skilled fighter, could you at least show some dignity?"

"How am I not showing dignity?"

Chen Xiaobei snorted coldly and said, "You’re the one who insisted on cuffing me, and now you want to release me. Do you think I’m a child? Why should I let you mess with me?"

"Anyway, if you don’t give me an explanation today, I’m not leaving. Let Ye Shanhe wait over there."

With that, Chen Xiaobei simply lay down on the ground with his hands behind his head, looking extremely relaxed.

For a moment, the scene completely froze.

As the time for the duel drew nearer, the Messenger could no longer wait, and he said in a low voice,

"Chen Xiaobei, tell me, what will it take for you to come with me?"

"Let me think——"

Chen Xiaobei rolled his eyes and pointed at Liu Can, "This guy really annoys me, why don’t you help me give him a beating first?"

"Alright!"

The Messenger nodded, "Someone come! Beat him until even his mother won’t recognize him!"

"Messenger, spare me!"

Liu Can was so scared he wet himself on the spot, shouting, "My dad is Liu Jinhua, if you dare to hit me, he won’t let you go!"

"Screw you!"

The Messenger kicked him in the face, "It’s not just your dad, even if the head of Longyang City stands in front of Master Shan, he’s nothing more than a grandson. I’ve lived for decades and have never seen an idiot like you!"

"Beat him, beat him to death!"

Bam bam bam——

In an instant, dozens of fists rained down on Liu Can, and in just moments, he was beaten into a bloody pulp, with his life or death uncertain.

Witnessing all this, Shen Yao couldn’t help but feel a chilly breeze, making her want to pee.

Chen Xiaobei was indeed terrifying. She had mocked him earlier; he might have the Messenger beat her too, mightn’t he?

But at that moment, Shen Yao suddenly felt her abdomen go soft, as Chen Xiaobei unexpectedly hugged her from behind.

Then, with a swift motion of his hands upwards, he directly grabbed Shen Yao’s prominent breasts.

"Look at how scared you are. I’ve always hated hitting women in my life, plus, if I wanted to hit you, I wouldn’t necessarily have to use such a method, would I?"

"Don’t you think so?"

With that, Chen Xiaobei immediately increased his grip.

"Ah, no, don’t——"

Shen Yao shivered in pain, yet her face was conspicuously flushed.

She even thought the feeling was quite nice, and somehow found herself slightly aroused.

"Chen Xiaobei, I’ve already dealt with the man for you, can we go now?"

The Messenger asked coldly.

"Don’t worry, I’m someone who always keeps my word. Let’s go now!"

Chen Xiaobei nodded, gently hooking Shen Yao’s chin, and said,

"Earlier, I was thinking about how to celebrate after winning, and now I’ve decided, I’ll use you!"

"So, you’d better wait here obediently for me to come back and take you. If you dare leave halfway, I promise to kill your whole family!"

"I’ll do what I say!"

"Chen Xiaobei, don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere, I’ll definitely wait here obediently for you."

Shen Yao nodded repeatedly.

But as she watched Chen Xiaobei’s resolute figure, she was somewhat uncertain again.

After all, Ye Shanhe and his team had prepared meticulously for this duel; would Chen Xiaobei have a chance to return alive?

Watching the yacht sail farther away, Shen Yao became even more anxious.

At this moment, as the yacht cut through the waves, the entirety of Lake Heart Island came into view. It had been cleaned up, with the few trees swept away, leaving only an empty space.

At the pier of Lake Heart Island, the Iron Fist Ancestor, Zhao Qingshan, He Yongkun, and others were present.

In front of these people, Ye Shanhe stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent, the lake wind flapping his clothes noisily. Though he wasn’t a cultivator, his aura surpassed even the Iron Fist Ancestor, like stars surrounding the moon!

His lofty gaze turned to look at Chen Xiaobei standing on the yacht’s deck, his gaze instantly becoming as dark as water: "Chen Xiaobei, are you ready to die?"

"Just wait, after I deal with these fools, I’ll need you to take me back."

Chen Xiaobei treated Ye Shanhe as invisible, speaking casually.

"Do you think you can make it back? You’re nothing more than an Earth-rank Eighth Grade bug! You can’t escape Master Shan’s Five-Finger Mountain!"

The person in charge said with utter disdain.

Chen Xiaobei merely smiled casually and, under the stunned gaze of the person in charge, raised his hand to grab the person in charge and slammed him onto the shore.

Amidst a piercing scream, Chen Xiaobei leapt up.

As the person in charge landed on the shore, with a bang, Chen Xiaobei stomped his head deep into the mud.

The person’s head was completely buried in the mud, his body twitching.

"Iron Fist Ancestor, come forward and meet your death!"

Chen Xiaobei swept his gaze over the area, his voice rumbling like thunder, overwhelmingly domineering.

Ye Shanhe’s eyes twitched, his vicious gaze filled with raging anger, staring at Chen Xiaobei.

Although Chen Xiaobei only killed a subordinate, it was insignificant to him, but killing his men in front of him felt like Chen Xiaobei slapped him in the face again!

"Master Shan needn’t be angry, I’ll crush him with a backhand later! Then I’ll beat him into a pile of mince for you, Master Shan!"

The Iron Fist Ancestor looked at Chen Xiaobei with disdain, rubbing his fists, having been trained by Zhao Qingshan for two days.

He felt his combat power had reached its peak and couldn’t wait to crush Chen Xiaobei to earn merit with Ye Shanhe!

"Of course, he will die, but even with his life, it won’t quench Master Shan’s hatred! I know he has a good relationship with the eldest daughter of the Luo Family, Luo Qingcheng."

"Luo Qingcheng is a great beauty; Master Shan can use her to vent his anger!"

Zhao Qingshan looked at Chen Xiaobei with full hostility.

He wanted to destroy Chen Xiaobei and everyone related to him to truly ease his hatred!

Beside him, He Yongkun heard this and secretly felt fortunate that his daughter was madly in love with Chen Xiaobei. If he hadn’t sided with Ye Shanhe, Ye would have destroyed all women related to Chen Xiaobei afterward, and he would have been implicated too.

He Yongkun thought he was truly wise.

He Yongkun looked at Chen Xiaobei with a grim face and shouted, "You have some strength, but your arrogance has made you lose sight of who you are. I advise you to surrender now."

"Kneel and beg for Master Shan’s forgiveness, then kill yourself. Don’t drag others down! You have no chance of winning in this duel!"

Zhao Qingshan immediately said coldly, "Letting him kill himself would be too easy! My son is still lying in the hospital, and we must break every one of his bones!"

Among the mocking voices, Chen Xiaobei was impatient: "If you’re going to fight, then fight! Enough with the nonsense!"

"Since you’re in such a hurry to die, I’ll grant your wish! Start the live broadcast; I want everyone supporting Chen Xiaobei to see how he gets crushed!"

Ye Shanhe spoke in a sinister voice.

"Everything is ready. Last time, he had that Grandmaster backing him, but this time, no one can protect him."

Elder Ming touched his lost ear, relishing the thought of Chen Xiaobei’s miserable death later.

Chen Xiaobei is nothing; I could have destroyed him with a flick of my finger. The only reason he escaped me and I lost an ear was that he had powerful backers. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Relying on himself? He’s nothing but trash!

Iron Fist Ancestor, a Third Grade of the Heavenly Rank, is more than enough to annihilate him!

The humiliation he gave me will be repaid a hundredfold or a thousandfold today!

As the live stream started, notifications popped up on major video platforms online.

"Cousin, Ye Shanhe has started a challenge live broadcast! The title says Iron Fist Ancestor will kill Chen Xiaobei!"

Murong Xiaoyi was browsing her phone when she suddenly received a notification, startling her, and she quickly called Luo Qingcheng.

Luo Qingcheng also saw the live broadcast screen, and her pretty face turned serious.

In the screen, Chen Xiaobei was alone, while many people surrounded Ye Shanhe.

Zhao Qingshan, Iron Fist Ancestor—all top-tier forces of Songshan! Not to mention, there was a Half-step Grandmaster beside Ye Shanhe!

"Sis, what do we do? Chen Xiaobei isn’t even at the Heaven Rank right now. How can he possibly fight these people alone? Should I go and help him?"

Murong Xiaoyi said anxiously.

As she spoke, her mind replayed the scenes from last night with Chen Xiaobei.

The more she thought about it, the more she regretted rejecting Chen Xiaobei’s confession last night; she should have stayed with him.

Because after all that had happened, Murong Xiaoyi realized she truly had feelings for Chen Xiaobei!

She was really worried about something happening to him!

"Xiaoyi, I know you’re worried about Xiaobei too, but he left me a message before leaving last night, telling us not to worry, that he has a way to handle it, and specifically instructed you not to help!"

Luo Qingcheng quickly advised, though she felt a wave of helplessness in her heart.

After all, the difference in their ranks was too great; could Chen Xiaobei really be okay?

Songshan First Hospital, in a ward.

Zhao Zichuan saw the live broadcast on his phone and almost jumped out of bed with joy.

"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan! That lowlife Chen Xiaobei is finally going to die!"

"What happened to Chen Xiaobei?"

Feng Yuanyuan was washing fruit for Zhao Zichuan in the bathroom and came over quickly upon hearing the news.

"Look, that lowlife Chen Xiaobei actually dares to go to Bishui Pond for the duel. He’s dead for sure! This time he’s truly dead! I can finally avenge myself!"

Zhao Zichuan was overjoyed, the grudge of having become almost a cripple from his injuries pent up inside him to a near pathologic degree.

He often dreamed at midnight of Chen Xiaobei being torn to pieces.

Now seeing this live broadcast, all his pent-up hatred and frustration were pouring out, his body trembling with excitement.

"That beast is finally going to die."

Feng Yuanyuan also breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart and felt delighted, eager to immediately share this good news with Tang Muchuan.

With that beast gone, Sister Mu Wan wouldn’t have to keep being threatened by him!

At that moment, Tang Muchuan, who was resting in the outer room, also came in upon hearing the news, and Feng Yuanyuan couldn’t wait to share the good news.

Tang Muchuan’s first reaction after hearing it was not joy, but a slight stun.

"What’s wrong, Sister Mu Wan, aren’t you happy?"

Feng Yuanyuan asked in confusion.

"I’m happy, of course I’m happy! That wretched demon is finally going to die! I’m just afraid he would die too easily; after all the harm he caused Zheng Hao, he should suffer more!"

Tang Muchuan quickly forced a smile, though she herself didn’t know what had happened just now.

That murdering bastard who violated her body was dead; she should be happy...

But the moment she heard the news, what surged in her heart was a sense of loss, even worry?

How could she have such feelings?

Was she afraid Chen Xiaobei might reveal something about sleeping with her to get back at Zhao Qingshan before dying?

Yes, that must be it!

She found a very reasonable excuse for herself, but the worry in her heart could not be dispelled; it instead grew stronger.

Zhao Zichuan, however, grinned maliciously: "Aunt Tang, your worries are unnecessary. Iron Fist Ancestor won’t let him die so easily."

"In front of Iron Fist Ancestor, Chen Xiaobei’s little strength is just a bug! Iron Fist Ancestor will surely torment him enough, and then let him beg for death!"