My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 139 - 140: The Wicked Monk

Chapter 139: Chapter 140: The Wicked Monk

"Scram, you wild monk!"

"Get lost, quickly!" A few security guards were unceremoniously ushering him out when Ouyang Na frowned and said, "What’s wrong with the master coming over to ask for a drink? Get my wine for the master!"

"Yes, ma’am!" one of the security guards nodded.

Soon, a security guard returned with a bottle of fine wine worth thousands of yuan.

Ouyang Na took the bottle with a smile and said, "Master, here you go!"

"Thank you!" The master took the bottle in hand and even touched Ouyang Na’s fair hand.

"Master, you!" Ouyang Na’s expression changed slightly as she quickly withdrew her hand.

"Amitabha, thank you, kind woman, for the wine!" After chanting a Buddhist mantra, the master downed the drink in one gulp.

"Gulp, gulp!" In no time, the bottle was completely empty.

"Good wine, very satisfying!" said the master with a laugh.

Ouyang Na turned to leave.

"Kind woman, please wait!" the master suddenly called out.

"Is there something else, master?" Ouyang Na asked curiously.

"You and I are fated to meet. Why don’t we spend tonight in deep conversation, discussing the Buddhist dharma?" the master said with a smile.

Ouyang Na looked displeased, "Master, please have some self-respect!"

A few security guards nearby were furious, "You filthy monk, you dare flirt with our boss?"

"I knew from the first glance that you’re no good!"

"Beat him up!" The security guards crowded in on the master.

Before the security guards could get close, they were sent flying backward, dead on impact.

The last security guard, grasped by the throat by the master, was terrified, "You, let go of me!"

"Amitabha, the sinful flames are too strong within you. I will liberate you all!" As the master spoke, he tightened his grip, effortlessly crushing the guard’s neck.

Seeing this, Ouyang Na angrily said, "You, you’re actually a killer disguised as a monk. I’ll kill you!"

Ouyang Na’s high kick was easily caught by the master’s hand.

With a smirk, the master said, "Kind woman, you are fated to be with this poor monk. Let us discuss the essence of Buddhist dharma and search for the true meaning of life together tonight!"

"Let go, let go of me!" Ouyang Na struggled, but as only a martial artist in the late Huajin stage, she was no match for this evil monk and could only yell, "Help!"

...

In the private room.

Xu Yuanyuan looked scared as she said, "Ye Wudao, there’s a parent-teacher meeting at Mengmeng’s school tomorrow. I was planning to go, but never mind, you go!"

"No problem!" Ye Wudao thought of Xu Mengmeng’s innocent and adorable face, realizing it had been a long time since he saw her. He also took this opportunity to see if the little beggar had grown up.

Just then, the door to the private room burst open, and a girl said in terror, "Not, not good!"

"What’s wrong?" Su Yueli asked.

"Our boss, she’s been, she’s been kidnapped by a monk!" Terrified, the girl’s eyes were wide with horror.

A monk!

On hearing this, the three women, Su Yueli, were shocked, "Oh my god, could it be that evil monk?"

Xia Wuwei quickly shouted, "Not good, it must be that bastard!"

"I’ll go with you!" Ye Wudao rushed out the door.

Outside the bar.

In an abandoned alleyway.

"Let go, let go of me!" Ouyang Na continued to struggle but was no match for the sinister monk.

"Kind woman, do not resist. This poor monk will let you experience the true meaning of life!" The lecherous monk gave a sly smile and actually ripped apart Ouyang Na’s blouse, exposing vast expanses of her skin.

"No, don’t!" Ouyang Na screamed at the top of her lungs.

Just then, an angry voice called out, "Stop!"

"Which vile creature dares disturb my cultivation?" The monk turned around angrily, and upon seeing Xia Wuwei, his expression changed before he sneered, "So it’s Young Master Xia!"

"Evil monk, it is indeed you!" Xia Wuwei was filled with rage.

"Who knew I’d flatter Monk enough to have Young Master Xia chase me down over a thousand miles from the Capital City?" The monk’s smile was insincere.

"Evil monk, let her go, and hand over my Xia family’s treasure, the Thousand-color Glazed Lamp. Then I’ll spare your life!" Xia Wuwei said coldly.

"To let her go, Young Master Xia, you’ll have to prove you have the strength to make that demand!" The monk smirked confidently, underestimating Xia Wuwei.

At that moment, a figure descended from the sky and delivered a fierce punch to the monk’s face.

"You dare to touch my woman?"

Bang!

Accompanied by the sound of breaking bones, the monk was sent flying and crashed heavily into the walls of the alley, causing the solid stone walls to crack extensively.

"Puh!" The monk spat out blood, his face fractured, and as he looked up with rage-filled eyes, he demanded, "Who ambushed me?"

Ye Wudao stood before him, exuding a terrifying aura of murder, like a demon king returned from hell.

"You dared to ambush me, you’re looking for death!" The monk was enraged, his fingers tightening around his staff as he released the powerful aura of a Great Grandmaster.

"Young man, your karma is too heavy. I see you surrounded by the pitiful wailing of tortured souls," said the monk, putting on a false compassionate smile. "Amitabha, tonight, I shall liberate you!"

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