Genius Daddy in the City

Chapter 613: Mr.
Ye, We’re Begging You!

Just as he was thinking, Su Yuhan called.

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Ye Chen felt guilty.
He said while smiling after picking up the call, “Honey, it’s only been two days since we last saw each other.
Do you miss me already?”

“Miss you? I want to punch you!”

Su Yuhan chuckled, “Ye, you’re really something.
You caused such a huge ruckus during your trip in Japan, and you even want to fight the Japanese Sword Saint to death.
Are you trying to scare me and your parents out of their wits?”

“Dad and mom found out about it?” Ye Chen was a little worried.

“I’m not sure if dad and mom knew.
I’m currently out with Ye Wen.
I’m planning to go to a temple on Yaoshan to pray.”

“Go to the temple to pray?”

Ye Chen did not know whether to laugh or cry as he said, “No, have you forgotten what kind of person I am? Why do you believe in Buddhism like everyone else? You even went all the way to pray.”

“Didn’t you disobey me and go around killing people?”

Su Yuhan rebuked, “I heard that this temple is quite efficacious.
I’ll just give it a try.
Even if it doesn’t work, there’s nothing to lose.
Also, it’s our daughter’s birthday in a few days.
I’ll repeat myself, you must get back before our daughter’s birthday!”

“Definitely, definitely!”

Ye Chen hung up after talking to her for a while.
However, he was still worried, so he contacted Yinshi and asked her to protect Su Yuhan secretly to prevent any accidents.

Yinshi was the Thailand No.1.
Only a few people in China could beat him.

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…

Initially, Yaoshan referred to the immortal mountain.
However, it later evolved into a place where the Yao people gathered.
The place where the Yao people lived was called the Yao Village.

Under Yaoshan, a red Porsche stopped by the roadside.
Ye Wen, who was in the front passenger seat, turned around and said to an older guide behind her, “Uncle Hu, the Puhang Temple you mentioned is in the mountains, right?”

“Yes, yes.
However, the mountain road is not easy to walk on.
I’m afraid your car won’t be able to drive in.
You’ll have to get off and walk for 20 kilometers,” the guide explained slowly.

“I’m fine with that!”

Su Yuhan opened the car door and took out the things she had prepared from the trunk.
She took a look at Yaoshan before her and secretly muttered, ‘If there’s really a Buddha in this world, I only hope that the people I love will be healthy, and my family will live a normal and happy life.’

“Sister, if we had known this would happen, we would’ve brought a bodyguard with us.
The things are too heavy, and we still have to walk for 20 kilometers.
It’s unbearable,” Ye Wen held a bag and kept complaining.

“You talk too much.
Let’s go!”

Su Yuhan looked at her helplessly.
She shook her head after locking the car and walked toward the mountain road.
At that moment, a voice that sounded like an eagle’s cry came from the sky.

The three of them looked up and saw a huge bird stretching its wings and circling above their heads.
From time to time, it would cry out.

Ye Wen was shocked, “Sister, look! Isn’t that the falcon we released earlier? Why is it following us?”

Su Yuhan lifted her head and realized that it was true.
She was shocked, “We’ve traveled 300 kilometers.
How did it catch up?”

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“I don’t know.
But why is it following us?” Ye Wen shook her head in confusion.

“Perhaps it’s here to repay the favor!”

Su Yuhan smiled sweetly and said, “A bird knows how to repay kindness.
I’m starting to believe in karma, the good and evil now.”

Just as she said that, she heard a gunshot.
The guide beside her held a gun and fired at the falcon in the sky.
However, he did not manage to hit it.
The falcon was frightened and flew away.

“Uncle Hu, y-you…” Ye Wen glared at him.

The tour guide shook his head and said, “You guys have no idea.
These birds are not welcomed in our village.
They often go to the village to eat the chicks.
Furthermore, I merely scared it away.”

“What if you killed it?” Ye Wen was not convinced.

“Forget it, let’s go!”

In the end, Su Yuhan took a deep look at the direction where the falcon disappeared.
She took the lead while carrying the things in her hands.

…

For the past three days, Ye Chen stayed with his disciple, Song Qiye, and taught him something about cultivation.

Three days passed in a flash.

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On the morning of the third day, countless people rushed to Mount Fuji, including the Japanese, Chinese, and even some from the Western countries.

After all, this battle involved the China No.1 and the only Sword Saint in Japan.
It was a battle between two world overlords.
It was a once in a century event.

No one would give up on such a shocking scene.
It caused the Japanese government to feel pressured, and they were prepared to deal with emergency situations.

After Ye Chen pushed the door open, he saw many people outside.
Standing at the front were Chiba Yoshiko, Miyamoto Take, Meng Zixiang, Chen Xue, Wu Hong, and the rest.

Among them, there were a few unfamiliar faces whose auras were surging.
They were all Martial Dao masters.

Before Ye Chen could say anything, the few unfamiliar faces immediately bowed to Ye Chen and said while cupping their fists, “Greetings, Mr.
Ye!”

As if sensing his confusion, the leading old man in black introduced himself, “Mr.
Ye, I’m Lu Changkong, the second-generation disciple of China’s Wudang Sect.
Thank you, Mr.
Ye, for taking revenge for my junior brother Song Zhifeng and saving the last bit of dignity for Wudang Sect.”

As he said that, he looked at the people behind him and said, “I’ve heard that Mr.
Ye is representing the Chinese cultivation world to fight against the Japanese Sword Saint Yagyu Aida.
I’m here to cheer for you with a few friends!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in an embroidered robe walked out from behind him, “Bajiquan Sect Leader, Wu Lianzhi, greets Mr.
Ye!”

“Yang Beitao, Form-Intention Fist Sect Leader, greets Mr.
Ye!” Another man came forward.

“Fan Xuanbing of the Hong Sect greets Mr.
Ye!”

“Xue Guanglin from North Hubei.
Greetings, Mr.
Ye!”

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“Yue Qing from Jiaxing greets Mr.
Ye!”

“…”

All of a sudden, a total of eight Martial Dao masters walked to Ye Chen and bowed.
Chiba Yoshiko and Miyamoto Take’s hearts skipped a beat when they saw that.

There were eight Martial Dao masters from China!

Lu Changkong said, “Mr.
Ye, Song Zhifeng is from Wudang Sect, my master should’vebeen here.
However, he’s over 120 years old now.
He’s getting on in years, so I’m here to pass you his message!”

“What do you mean?” Ye Chen was surprised.

Lu Changkong took a deep breath in and said slowly, “There are many heroes in China.
One against a hundred, we are fearless.
Look at the blood of Chinese men, revenge must be taken.”

He clasped his fists at Ye Chen after saying that.
He bent his back 90 degrees, “Mr.
Ye, we’re begging you on behalf of the 300,000 cultivators in China!”

Thud, thud, thud…

“Mr.
Ye, we’re begging you on behalf of the 300,000 cultivators in China!”

“Mr.
Ye, we’re begging you on behalf of the 300,000 cultivators in China!”

The eight Chinese masters who came to support cupped their fists and shouted.
It was like a thunderclap that echoed throughout the world.

Ye Chen was affected too.
He burst into laughter and said, “Believe me, everyone.
I won’t disappoint you.
Yagyu Aida will die in this battle!”