Chapter 3: The Domineering Master Wife (Part 1)

Xie Lingyun snapped, “Xie Xiaoping! Come here at once… Where have you gone to cause trouble again?” With his angry shout, a young man rushed in from outside. The moment he saw Monier smiling coldly, his legs began to tremble involuntarily, his face changing rapidly from red to pale, and finally turning blue-white.
“Uncle, it was my fault earlier… Please don’t get angry… I was wrong…”
Guo Shier thought, “This is bad. This kid really doesn’t know how to speak. Just calling someone ‘old man’ is enough to anger the master wife.”
Indeed, Monier’s expression darkened. She said calmly, “What did you say?”
Xie Lingyun also sensed something was wrong and quickly asked, “Xie Xiaoping, what exactly happened?” He grew anxious, as he could clearly see Monier’s anger.
Xie Xiaoping was completely panicked. Stammering, he said, “I… I… I didn’t…”
Monier said coldly, “If you want to die, just take a knife and cut off your own head. It’s easy. Do you want me to teach you?”
Hearing this, Xie Lingyun was also shocked. He quickly pulled Xie Xiaoping down to kneel and said, “Uncle, this is my son. Please show mercy…”
Guo Shier felt a slight stir in his heart. Monier wasn’t someone who acted unreasonably. Why would she do this? Suddenly, he saw Monier wink at him secretly, and he immediately understood her intention.
“Master wife, please don’t be angry. Hehe, I still need to stay at Dachen Shop…”
Monier smiled secretly. This little guy was really smart; he understood her thoughts right away. She said sternly, “Baby, since this guy is so disrespectful, according to the sect’s rules, I could kill him right now!” she said with murderous intent.
Xie Lingyun trembled all over, pleading repeatedly. He had only one son. If Monier really killed him, he wouldn’t dare resist. If he resisted, it would just add another corpse. Xie Xiaoping was completely paralyzed. He wished he could slap himself for being so talkative.
Monier changed the subject and said, “Since my baby is asking for your life, I’ll spare you this time… Remember, there won’t be a next time!”
Xie Lingyun felt as if he’d been pardoned. He pulled Xie Xiaoping and thanked her endlessly.
Monier said nonchalantly, “If you want to thank someone… thank my baby. You two will likely interact often from now on. He’s the appraiser for your shop, as per the task he just received.” With that, she signaled Eagle Demon to step forward.

The Eagle Demon took out the task sheet and handed it over. Xie Lingyun glanced at it briefly and was shocked—this kid was actually a senior grand spellcaster, just like himself, five levels higher than his own son, which was quite terrifying. Moreover, he was the disciple of Kuumu, the famous God of Death from the Chenxiao Sect. He quickly said, “Welcome, junior brother, to Dachen Shop. Xiaoping, come and meet your junior uncle.”

Xie Xiaoping looked unlucky as he stepped forward and said, “Junior uncle.” His mind was in chaos; he didn’t even know what he was saying.

Guo Shier nodded and said, “No need for formalities. I’ll be working at Dachen Shop from now on. Please take care of me.”

Monier said, “Remember, don’t assign too many tasks to my baby. He’s still a child. Let him be free—don’t overwork him, or… I won’t spare you.”

Xie Lingyun felt like crying but had no tears. Was he here to take on tasks or on vacation? But he didn’t dare to argue either; he had just been terrified, and fear still lingered in his heart. This woman was like a madman—provoking her was the worst thing to do. Anyway, there were plenty of appraisers in the shop, so as long as they treated him like a precious treasure, it would be fine.

“Yes, uncle. I definitely won’t overwork the junior brother.”

Only then did Monier nod in satisfaction. “Xiaoyun, where do you plan to have my baby live? How many tasks will you assign him? Tell me first.” She even wanted to interfere in Guo Shier’s living conditions and treatment.

Guo Shier felt a bit embarrassed. His wife was extremely domineering, but he didn’t dislike it at all; in fact, he enjoyed it. It felt great to be cared for. At this moment, he became a good little boy again, leaning against Monier. Since acting like a child had become addictive, he might as well keep going.

Monier was very pleased. She treated Guo Shier like her own son, giving orders left and right. Not only did she demand that Guo Shier have his own independent courtyard, but she also asked Xie Lingyun to provide servants to take care of him. Actually, Guo Shier didn’t need servants, but he couldn’t refuse Monier’s kindness.

Soon, Xie Lingyun arranged an independent courtyard for Guo Shier—not very large but very quiet. Guo Shier was satisfied.

Before leaving, Monier reminded him again, “Xiaoyun, although your son is an idiot, he must be quite familiar with Wuyu Town. From now on, let him spend more time playing with my baby as a chance for him.”

Xie Lingyun was overjoyed. To be able to establish a relationship with a master like Monier Kumu was beyond his expectations. The bad luck from earlier vanished instantly, and he said repeatedly, “Uncle, rest assured. I will take good care of my junior brother. Nothing will go wrong.”

After seeing Monier off, Xie Lingyun said, “Junior brother, let me show you the Dachen Shop. Xiaoping, come here. Haven’t you thanked Uncle yet for saving you?”

Xie Xiaoping was very puzzled. Why was there an extra child who was now his superior? He said dejectedly, “I see you, Uncle…” He hadn’t even thought about why he should call Guo Shier “Uncle,” assuming his father had done so just to please the Purple-Clothed Elder.

Guo Shier, knowing he was reluctant, smiled and said, “Xiaoping, no need to thank me. You’ve already thanked me many times.” He gestured for him to come closer and squat down, then patted his shoulder in a condescending manner and said, “From now on, whenever I visit Wuyu Town and want to play around, you’ll have to accompany me.”

Xie Xiaoping, who was also considered a boss in Wuyu Town, turned blue in the face and almost cursed out loud. Xie Lingyun coughed violently; he knew exactly what his son was thinking. Only then did Xie Xiaoping snap out of it and say, “Yes, yes, Uncle. I know Wuyu Town best. Hehe, don’t worry… There are many places to play here. I’ll take Uncle and your family to visit them one by one.”

Guo Shier asked with a smile, “Do you have a toothache?”

Xie Xiaoping replied in confusion, “No, I don’t. My teeth are fine!”

Xie Lingyun was so angry he almost kicked him. The way this kid spoke, gritting his teeth, made even him hear the reluctance and unwillingness in his voice.

Guo Shier smiled and said, “Uncle Eagle Demon, let’s go home.” The two turned and left.

After Guo Shier and Eagle Demon left, Xie Lingyun lost control. He kicked Xie Xiaoping, sending him flying, and cursed, “You bastard! Why did you have to pick on the Purple-Clothed Elder from the inner sect? Ah? I’ll kick you to death, you scumbag!”

There was a fierce beating, with Xie Xiaoping screaming in pain. Although the old man didn’t hit him hard, to make him vent his anger, Xie Xiaoping had no choice but to shout and beg for mercy.

The workers hid outside, peeking. They didn’t dare interfere when the boss got angry. Someone said, “Hurry and call the old master over…”

Xie Lingyun was furious. He grabbed Xie Xiaoping by the ear and demanded, “I gave you a chance just now to please your junior uncle—does that mean it’s going to cost you your life? You’re not only worthless but also stupid… You’re driving me crazy… I’ll kill you… you bastard…” His lips trembled with anger.

Xie Xiaoping was terrified. It was the first time he had seen his father so enraged. Crying, he said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” He hugged his head and rolled on the ground.

Xie Lingyun sighed deeply. “Xiaoping, if I hadn’t been here today, you would be dead… Do you understand that? The Purple-Clothed Elder doesn’t need to give any explanation when he wants to kill someone—he just does it, and no one questions it… How dare you offend the Purple-Clothed Elder? You’ll drag down the whole family sooner or later… Sigh.” He let out another deep sigh.

Xie Xiaoping cried, “I didn’t offend my junior uncle… Ugh…”

Xie Lingyun snapped, “Didn’t offend him? Then why does she want to kill you? Inside the inner sect… as long as you show enough respect to the Purple-Clothed Elder, who would bother you? Tell me… what exactly happened?”

Xie Xiaoping recounted what had happened. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t his fault—his mistake was meeting Monier by chance. Since he couldn’t stop the horse from galloping, it led to offending the Purple-Clothed Elder.

Xie Lingyun said, “Wait a moment. Go see your junior uncle and see what he orders. Remember… he’s your junior uncle. Don’t show any disrespect. He’s a high-level grand spellcaster!”

Xie Xiaoping was still in a daze and hadn’t noticed that Guo Shier was a professional. Even though Guo Shier was wearing a silver-white robe similar to his father’s, he thought it was just a child’s robe. Children aren’t restricted in what they wear, and even if they wore a purple robe, no one would mistake them for the Purple-Clothed Elder. So he didn’t pay any attention. When his father told him to call Guo Shier “junior uncle,” he didn’t realize Guo Shier was a professional.

“A high-level… high-level grand spellcaster? Dad, are you crazy? Even if this kid is a professional… uh… damn… Is it really true?”

Xie Lingyun slapped him in anger and scolded, “What are you thinking? Can’t you see the identity badge on his belt? What on earth are you thinking about? Do you want to drive me crazy?” He grabbed Xie Xiaoping by the ear with one hand and beat his back hard with the other.

“Stop hitting me… Dad, I was wrong! Stop… Ugh, I really didn’t notice just now… Ugh… I was wrong… Dad, my ears are going to fall off!”
Xie Lingyun released his hand, lifted his foot to kick him, and shouted, “Find a way to get along well with the junior uncle! If the junior uncle is even slightly dissatisfied, just wait and see how I’ll beat you! Get lost! Go!”
Xie Xiaoping covered his ears and fled in a hurry.
Xie Lingyun sat down dejectedly, lamenting that his son was so useless. He didn’t know what was in his head—how could he miss something so obvious? Thankfully, he hadn’t sent him out on adventures; otherwise, who knew how he might have died.