My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 110 - 111: The Silver Needle Murder

Chapter 110: Chapter 111: The Silver Needle Murder

"Who, who are you?" Yamamoto Tomio’s pupils shrank as he yelled, "Come here, take this guy down!"

"No need to shout, those lousy Fuso martial artists outside the door are already dead!" Ye Wudao spoke indifferently.

What?!

Yamamoto Tomio was shocked.

Turning to the three cages holding Su Yueli and the other two women, upon seeing Ye Wudao’s appearance, they were overjoyed, "Ye Wudao, you’re actually alive!"

"Brother Ye, you’re still alive, that’s great!" Xia Shiqi was beside herself with excitement.

Ye Wudao’s gaze fell on the three goddesses inside the cages, his heart ached, "Sorry, I’m late, and I’ve let you suffer."

"We’re okay!"

"As long as you are alive, that’s all that matters!" The three women, Su Yueli, were extremely happy.

Ye Wudao turned his gaze towards Yamamoto Tomio, a terrifying cold light flashing in his eyes, "Are you the criminal who kidnapped them?"

"Indeed!" Yamamoto Tomio nodded, sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigar, arrogantly crossing his legs, "Kid, you have some strength to have made it to me, heh heh, have you ever thought about joining the Yamamoto family?"

"The Yamamoto family, what’s that supposed to be?" Ye Wudao said scornfully.

"Ignorance is not a crime!"

Yamamoto Tomio smiled, "Our Yamamoto family is one of the top ten families of the Fuso country, with hundreds of years of history, full of countless experts, including Great Grandmasters!"

Yamamoto Tomio took a drag of his cigar, proudly boasting, "And I am the side branch’s young master of the Yamamoto family. In the side branch, I can do as I please!"

"King of the boars’ nest, you’re still a boar, what are you boasting for?" Ye Wudao mocked.

"You’re courting death!" Yamamoto Tomio abruptly broke the cigar in his hand, roaring furiously, "Old Ma, kill him!"

"Yes!" The grey-clothed old man nodded, stomping his foot, the floor cracking beneath him, his aura bursting forth with that of a Sixth Grade Grandmaster.

"Rude young man, like you, I once was an ignorant, arrogant person from Dragon Country!" Old Ma spoke, shocking with his words.

What?

Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes, "Then why did you join the Yamamoto family?"

"I was just a Second Grade Grandmaster with average talent in Dragon Country, but by throwing in my lot with the Yamamoto family, they made me a Sixth Grade Grandmaster. Everything I have is given by the Yamamoto family!"

Old Ma spoke indifferently, "Before I kill you, you still have a chance to live, pledge yourself to the young master!"

"Pah, being a lapdog for the Fuso people, and you’re not even ashamed, a real disgrace to Dragon Country. How can you face your ancestors?" Ye Wudao rebuked angrily.

"You’re seeking death!" Old Ma was evidently enraged, his fingers transforming into claws, violently aiming for Ye Wudao.

"Let me show you a signature technique I learned from the Yamamoto family—Ghost Hand Claw!"

Old Ma’s claw, like a ferocious demon hunting its prey, was extremely vicious, powerful enough to seriously injure a Seventh Grade Grandmaster.

"This trashy claw technique, you dare to show off? Let me show you what a real claw technique is!" Ye Wudao said disdainfully, retaliating with a claw strike of his own.

"Dragon Crumble Claw!"

Bang!

The two clashed, terrible forces colliding, where Old Ma’s claw had the power to rip a car apart, but Ye Wudao’s was clearly several levels stronger, capable of tearing a tank in two.

As the sound of bones cracking "crack!" was heard, along with a pitiful howl from Old Ma, he fell awkwardly to the ground.

"Ah!" Old Ma cried out in pain, three of his fingers broken, his eyes full of shock.

"Old Ma, are you okay?" Yamamoto Tomio stood up in shock, disbelieving.

"Such a terrifying claw technique, definitely several levels stronger than the one I learned from the Yamamoto family. Young master, his strength is above mine. He is very likely a pinnacle Seventh Grade Grandmaster, his power already nearing that of a Grandmaster!" Old Ma’s eyes were filled with seriousness.

What?

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Tomio’s eyes revealed a shocked expression, followed by an excited proclamation, "My friend, I greatly acknowledge your strength. If you join me, I assure you a life of glory and riches, women, money, status, all within easy reach!"

"Even, if you wish, I can request the Family Head to bestow upon you the great Yamamoto surname. From then on, we shall be brothers. What do you say?" Yamamoto Tomio offered grandly.

"Pah!" Ye Wudao spat out saliva, "The Yamamoto family, not even a dog would go!"

"You, you you!" Yamamoto Tomio, driven into a rage by embarrassment, pulled out a purple katana from the sofa, "Old Ma, this is the katana my father gave me—the Python Bone Blade! This blade is crafted from the bones of a century-old python, extremely sharp; it has killed a Seventh Grade Grandmaster. As long as you kill this guy, I’ll give you this blade!"

"Thank you, young master!" Old Ma excitedly took the Python Bone Blade, suddenly realizing the terrifying power contained within the blade, seemingly uncontrollable.

Such a fierce blade!

"The power contained in this Python Bone Blade is so strong! With this blade, I’m 80% sure I can kill him!" Old Ma exclaimed excitedly, gripping the Python Bone Blade with both hands, charging at Ye Wudao with a casual slash powerful enough to kill a Sixth Grade Grandmaster and even make a Seventh Grade Grandmaster temporarily retreat.

"Just a broken blade and you think you can kill me? Heh, I’ll use this against you!" Ye Wudao took out a silver needle from his hand.