My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 137 - 138 The Four Young Masters of the Capital City

Chapter 137: Chapter 138 The Four Young Masters of the Capital City

"Utterly arrogant!" Lin Zhan was thoroughly enraged, his eyes ablaze with fury that could devour everything.

Just then, a subordinate reported, "Elder Lin, there were a few girls eavesdropping at the door. They have been captured. Please decide how to deal with them!"

"Let me go!"

"Why are you arresting me?"

Xia Shiqi and the other two girls were captured by the agents of the secret department, fury written on every lovely face.

Seeing this, a flash of greed passed through Lin Zhan’s eyes.

So beautiful!

In contrast, Ye Wudao burst out angrily, "Let them go!"

Lin Zhan sneered, "These three girls are your friends?"

"All three are my wives!" Ye Wudao declared authoritatively.

Ye Wudao’s words immediately made the three girls both shy and angry.

How come this guy is always spouting nonsense?

Lin Zhan, enraged, sneered, "These three women are colluding with the remnants of the Northern King’s Palace. Detain them for questioning, and kill the rest!"

"Yes!" All members of the secret department charged at Ye Wudao.

Just then, a lazy voice came, "I would like to see who dares?!"

Whoosh!

Everyone turned their heads, only to see a young man in a golden suit walking over with his hands in his pockets, his handsome face wearing a lazy expression.

"Brother!" Xia Shiqi’s beautiful eyes lit up with excitement.

The newcomer was no other than Xia Wuwei.

Lin Zhan’s pupils constricted, Damn, why is this guy here!

"You little punk, if you don’t want to die then scram!" Long Xiang had just spoken when he was backhandedly slapped by Lin Zhan; "Shut up!"

"Brother, you hit me?" Long Xiang covered his face, shocked.

Stepping forward, he bowed and said, "Lin Zhan has seen Young Master Xia!"

Full of curiosity, Long Xiang asked, "Which Young Master Xia?"

"Are you a fool? Is there a second Young Master Xia in the Capital City?" Lin Zhan scolded angrily.

Young Master Xia...

Long Xiang muttered to himself, suddenly struck as if by lightning, his face turning deathly pale; "Heavens, could he be the legendary Young Master Xia of the Capital City’s Four Young Masters!"

Seeing how respectfully Lin Zhan was behaving, Long Xiang was now entirely sure!

This man was definitely one of the legendary Four Young Masters!

The Four Young Masters of the Capital City are the most powerful and prestigious scions among the top ten influential clans!

They were truly powerful figures who could call the wind and summon the rain!

None of them were easy to handle!

Other profligate young masters of Capital City’s wealthy families would cower in their presence!

And one of these Four Young Masters was Xia Wuwei, the scion of the Xia family, who, it’s said, appeared gentle and refined, graceful as jade by day but turned into a demon by night!

"Young Master Xia, how come you’re here?" Lin Zhan asked curiously.

Slap!

Xia Wuwei slapped Lin Zhan across the face, admonishing, "Scoundrel, do you even dare to capture my sister? Has your secret department gone completely lawless?"

Lin Zhan, solidly slapped across the face, dared not utter a word, only signaling to release the captives.

"Brother!" Xia Shiqi approached Xia Wuwei, her face excited.

In contrast, Long Xiang took a deep breath, feeling like he had survived a great disaster!

Thank goodness he hadn’t offended these beautiful women!

Otherwise, it would have been over for him in minutes.

"Get lost already!" Xia Wuwei shouted angrily.

Lin Zhan bowed and said, "Young Master Xia, I received intelligence that remnants of the Northern King’s Palace were here, and I needed to arrest them."

"Oh?" Xia Wuwei’s mouth curled into a cold smile, "Which one is the remnant of the Northern King’s Palace?"

Lin Zhan pointed at Ye Wudao, who was sitting on the sofa.

Ye Wudao greeted Xia Wuwei, "Hello, big uncle!"

That greeting almost gave Xia Wuwei an internal injury.

Xia Wuwei said displeasingly, "His name is Ye Wudao, he is my sister’s friend, not some remnant of the Northern King’s Palace."

"This..." Lin Zhan showed a look of difficulty. If Xia Wuwei insisted on protecting Ye Wudao, it indeed posed a dilemma.

Unless there was a high-ranking elder from the secret department present, there really was no way to handle him!

Unexpectedly, Ye Wudao said, "Who says I’m not from the Northern King’s Palace? I am the young master of the Northern King’s Palace!"

That statement immediately enraged Xia Wuwei enough to spit blood!

"Big brother, are you an idiot? Can’t you see I’m trying to save you?"

Xia Wuwei glared at Ye Wudao with a murderous look, wishing he could kill him!

In contrast, Lin Zhan revealed a cold smirk, "Young Master Xia, he has admitted it himself!"

After saying that, Lin Zhan waved his hand, "Come, arrest this young master of the Northern King’s Palace!"

"Yes!"

A large number of secret department members charged at Ye Wudao.

"Stop!" Xia Wuwei roared.

Lin Zhan’s eyes were ice cold, "Young Master Xia, are you trying to protect a remnant of the Northern King’s Palace? If this matter reaches the higher-ups of the secret department, haha, even if you are the successor of the Xia family, it’s hard to escape responsibility!"

Xia Wuwei sighed, saying, "I’m protecting you. You have no idea how terrifying Ye Wudao is!"

"Haha, no need for Young Master Xia to worry about that. Come, arrest Ye Wudao!" Lin Zhan laughed heartily, issuing the order.

"Go!"

Dozens of secret department members swarmed towards Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao, sitting leisurely on the sofa, the next moment his eyes flashed a blade-like chill.

Bang!

Bang!

...

All secret department members had not even reached Ye Wudao, their bodies were flung backward, landing heavily on the ground, either with broken arms or broken legs, and screams filled the air.

Hiss!

Long Xiang took a deep breath, shocked beyond words, "Big brother, this this this!"

"Hmph, I’ll deal with him myself!" Lin Zhan roared, single-handedly drawing the war blade from his waist and cutting down at Ye Wudao like lightning.

Bang!

A dull sound echoed. Lin Zhan’s face bore a smile, convinced that his blade strike had the power to wound an ordinary Great Grandmaster!

However, the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply!

Ye Wudao was still lazily sitting on the sofa, merely extending a finger to block his full-powered strike.

"No, this is impossible!!!" Lin Zhan’s face turned deathly pale.