My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 567 - 568: the Noble Guest

Chapter 567: Chapter 568: the Noble Guest

"What, smuggling?" Ye Wudao’s mouth hung wide open.

"What’s wrong with smuggling? It might sound bad, but it’s better than you trying to swim across, right?" Jiu Sha said.

...

Two days later.

At an abandoned port on the western sea of the Dragon Country.

Hundreds of Martial Artists gathered there, chatting continuously.

"Uncle Jiu Sha, have you smuggled before?" Ye Wudao asked curiously.

"Thirty years ago, I went out to sea with your father, the Northern King!" Jiu Sha said with a smile.

"Little brother, are you also planning to go to West Emperor City to make a living?" Just then, a simply dressed old man spoke up, holding a seven or eight-year-old boy by the hand. The boy was pure and innocent, probably his grandson, only with a head of rare white hair and eyes that were a light golden color, wearing an iron jade pendant around his neck.

Ye Wudao nodded; "Yes."

"I’ve heard that West Emperor City is incredibly prosperous, a sacred place for overseas Martial Artists!" The old man said, rubbing his grandson’s head; "Once we get to West Emperor City, Grandpa will find a doctor to cure your illness."

Ye Wudao sized up the child and saw the boy had a high talent, possessing a Spiritual Body!

If he stepped onto the path of martial arts, he would undoubtedly have smooth sailing!

However, although the child seemed healthy, he had white hair, and an aura of death spread throughout his body, leaving him with less than half a year to live.

He too was a pitiful soul!

"Why hasn’t the ship arrived yet?"

"I’ve been waiting here for days!"

"I’m so hungry I could eat a bird!" Several people discussed.

Suddenly, an excited voice rang out; "Look, the ship is coming!"

Everyone looked up to see a hundred-meter-long ship appearing, its prow wrapped in iron armor, looking very sturdy.

Bang!

A crew member disembarked and said with a fist salute; "Ladies and gentlemen, the weather at sea has been terrible recently, that’s why we were delayed for two days, many apologies!"

"Stop blabbing, let’s get on the ship quickly!" Many passengers said excitedly.

"Wait!"

The crew member said; "Lately, West Emperor City has been cracking down on smuggling, and if caught, the light punishment is losing all your wealth, while the worst is death! The usual route our captain takes has recently been shut down, so the price has gone up quite a bit. Normally, it’s ten Spirit Stones per person, but now it’s this much!"

As he spoke, the crew member held up three fingers!

"What, it’s gone up by thirty percent?"

"Forget it, if it’s gone up, it’s gone up!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, it’s not thirty percent, it’s three times!" Just then, a rough middle-aged man spoke, the captain of this smuggling ship.

What?

Three times!

Hearing this astronomical figure, many people were intimidated!

"Captain, isn’t it normally ten Spirit Stones per person? You suddenly raised it by thirty Spirit Stones, we can’t afford that!"

"Yeah, Captain!"

"Could you be a bit more generous, please?" Several people begged.

For the average Martial Artist, thirty Spirit Stones was almost a year’s earnings!

"Hmph, you think I want to? Lately, West Emperor City has tightened security. Out of our usual seven routes, six have been sealed off. The remaining one isn’t being monitored by West Emperor City, but do you know why?" The captain began to speak.

"Why?" Many people asked curiously.

"That’s because that route is infested with sea beasts!" The captain answered.

Hiss!

Sea beasts!

Everyone swallowed nervously.

"I ran into a sea beast on my last voyage, damn it, lost seventeen brothers in one go, three years of work down the drain!" The captain sneered; "Thirty Spirit Stones per person, no credit. If you can’t afford it, get lost!"

"I can’t pay thirty Spirit Stones!"

"Let’s forget it..."

About one third of the several hundred would-be stowaways left.

"Thirty Spirit Stones? I’ll pay!"

"Forget thirty, even if it were a hundred Spirit Stones, I could afford it!"

"Exactly, I don’t want to be on the same boat as you penniless losers, bad luck!" Some of the wealthier Martial Artists or Warrior King-level Martial Artists swaggered onto the ship, attracting the envy of others.

"Grandpa, let’s not go!" The white-haired boy looked up at the old man, saw his grandfather’s pained expression, and knew that money was tight for him.

"We’re going. How can Grandpa cure your illness if we don’t go to West Emperor City?" the old man said. Then, he suddenly addressed the people boarding the ship; "Sir, could you lend an old man some Spirit Stones? I can work hard and help you with anything!"

"Get lost!"

Many immediately rejected him.

The old man approached a burly man and before he could speak, he received a punch to his face from the man.

"Stinking beggar, get lost if you can’t afford the fare!" the burly man said arrogantly.

"Grandpa, let’s leave, I don’t want to be treated!" The white-haired boy shouted, tears streaming down his face.

"Wudao, let’s board the ship," Jiu Sha said.

"Old man, I have a hundred Spirit Stones here for you to treat your grandson," Ye Wudao suddenly spoke up, tossing a purse over.

What?

The old man’s body trembled, he could hardly believe it!

"What do I need to do?" the old man asked in shock, as a hundred Spirit Stones was an astronomical amount!

"Heh, you don’t need to do anything!" Ye Wudao said with a smile.

The old man quickly pressed his grandson’s head to bow and said; "Quickly kowtow to this uncle."

"Thank you, Uncle!" The child hastily kneeled.

Ye Wudao smiled and boarded the ship with Jiu Sha.

The old man carefully opened the package Ye Wudao had handed him and found it contained thousands of Spirit Stones, his eyes widening in shock.

"Gulp!" The old man swallowed hard, tears flowing uncontrollably as he said excitedly; "Grandson, we’ve met a benefactor today!"