Chapter 46: Ye Shanshan’s Great Transformation

Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Ye Shanshan’s Great Transformation ... Han Ruobing knit her brows slightly. She knew Yan Xiaobao was definitely not a coward. Come on, he even dared to snatch arrest officer Shi Jianzhong’s gun—how could he possibly be afraid of a karate punch? But whatever Yan Xiaobao was scheming, she couldn’t figure it out. Fortunately, Yan Xiaobao didn’t leave Han Ruobing puzzled for long. As if he’d suddenly solved an intricate problem, he raised his head, grinned at Coach Niu, and said, "Fighting someone as weak as you is just incredibly boring. How about this—why don’t all of you come at me at once?" Coach Niu was enraged, and so were the more than twenty karate practitioners around him. "Telling us all to come at him? Absolutely arrogant!" "Utterly conceited! Completely insulting!" "I’ve seen arrogance, but not this level of arrogance! Are you looking to die?!" Coach Niu sneered coldly, "Plenty of people have come to challenge us, but you’re definitely the first to be this cocky. I don’t know if you’ve lost your sanity or if your skin is itching for death..." "Blah blah blah, so much nonsense! Do you dare fight or not?" Yan Xiaobao impatiently shouted. "Are you all even men? If you’re men, stop yapping and come at me! I want to finish this quickly so I can go spend time with my wife Bingbing." "Whoa—" The moment Yan Xiaobao activated his taunt mode, the situation spiraled out of control. Over twenty karate practitioners sprang to their feet, one after another, and charged into the arena. Coach Niu used the last shred of his rationality and gritted his teeth to ask, "Kid, are you really sure you want to take on all of us at once?" Unfortunately, Yan Xiaobao had already lost patience for conversation. He answered Coach Niu’s question with action—the most effective answer possible. Coach Niu barely had time to react before feeling himself being launched into the air. While still airborne, he dumbfoundedly watched as the other more than twenty karate practitioners followed behind him, flying in various directions like ragdolls... Han Ruobing hadn’t even caught a glimpse of how Yan Xiaobao made his move. All she saw was her vision blur for an instant, and then over twenty white figures were swept away by a whirlwind, like a bunch of paper dolls. The entire process took no more than the blink of an eye. "Ah—Thud!" "Thud! Ah!" Listening to the screams of the twenty-plus people landing on the ground, Ye Shanshan was completely petrified. She had been obsessed with martial arts and everything related to martial arts since childhood, spending years learning various styles like Tai Chi, Wing Chun, Taekwondo, and karate, and had seen plenty of grandmaster-level martial artists. But! Someone like Yan Xiaobao... frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓ This kind of thing only happens on TV, isn’t it?! How could it possibly exist in real life?! ... "Wife, I told you this place wasn’t fun." Yan Xiaobao nonchalantly grabbed Han Ruobing’s hand and started walking toward the exit. Han Ruobing followed behind in a daze, seemingly unaware that Yan Xiaobao’s wolfish claws were firmly wrapped around her delicate hand. "Wait for me!" Ye Shanshan snapped out of her trance and immediately ran after them, shouting, "Wait for me... Hero! Master!" More than twenty karate practitioners lay stunned on the floor, watching Yan Xiaobao and the others leave, their faces filled with shock and disbelief. How could he be this strong? Who in the world is he... Coach Niu’s heart trembled as he muttered to himself, "Could he be... the legendary Inheritor..." ... When Ye Shanshan caught up with Yan Xiaobao, she seemed like a different person entirely. Her face was filled with admiration—somewhat fawning—and her eyes sparkled with stars. "Wow! Hero Yan, you’re amazing! More than twenty karate experts subdued in an instant—it was godlike! Hey hey hey, Hero Yan, will you take me as your disciple, pretty please?" "I don’t take disciples," Yan Xiaobao rejected her outright without even thinking. "Not taking disciples? How can you not take disciples?!" Ye Shanshan grew agitated, waving her fists indignantly. "Your martial arts are so incredible—if you don’t take disciples, won’t they be lost to the world?" "How could they be lost?" Yan Xiaobao broke into a smile and glanced at Han Ruobing. "I can teach my skills to Wife Bingbing and our kids, you know." Han Ruobing: "..." Ye Shanshan looked at Han Ruobing with skepticism. "Sister Bingbing, are you really his wife?" Han Ruobing raised her eyebrows sharply. "Don’t listen to his nonsense!" Ye Shanshan pressed further, "You really aren’t his wife?" Han Ruobing: "Obviously!" "Awesome!" Ye Shanshan cheered, grabbing Yan Xiaobao’s arm. "You heard that, didn’t you? Sister Bingbing said she’s not your wife. So, I’ll be your wife, and you can teach me martial arts, okay?" "..." Han Ruobing hadn’t expected Ye Shanshan to suddenly act like a love-struck fool. What surprised Han Ruobing even more was that Yan Xiaobao pushed Ye Shanshan’s hand away and rejected her again, "No." "Hey! Hero Yan, what’s the deal?" Ye Shanshan pouted angrily. "I’ve even agreed to be your wife, so why won’t you teach me martial arts?" Yan Xiaobao shook his head. "I don’t want you as my wife." Han Ruobing froze. What kind of situation was this? This rascal, who went around calling people his wife all the time, was suddenly turning over a new leaf? A wife dropping right into his lap, and he didn’t even want her? "What did you just say?" Ye Shanshan planted her hands on her hips, glaring at Yan Xiaobao. "I’m Ye Shanshan, the Binhai Heroine—good figure, pretty face, gentle and charming, smart and adorable, and skilled in martial arts. I have a ton of admirers, and I voluntarily offer to be your wife, yet you say no?" Yan Xiaobao rolled his eyes at Ye Shanshan. "You’re not as pretty as my Wife Bingbing, not as gentle as my Wife Rourou, and you can’t compare to my Heavenly Sister. Why would I want you as my wife?" Ye Shanshan was dumbfounded. "What the heck?! Hero Yan, just how many wives do you have?" Yan Xiaobao seriously started counting on his fingers. "Heavenly Sister, Xiao Wan Wife, Bingbing Wife, Rourou Wife, Tiantian Wife." When he finished, Yan Xiaobao held out his palm to Ye Shanshan. "Five so far." "Still... only five... You are truly ridiculous..." Ye Shanshan nearly collapsed. But then, after a moment of understanding, she nodded. "Though, with someone as godlike as you, Hero, having a few more wives seems reasonable. How about... you teach me martial arts and let me be your Xiao Liu. Sound good?" "Shanshan, stop it!" Han Ruobing turned to glare at Ye Shanshan. Her cousin’s love for martial arts bordered on lunacy—it was as if her brain had short-circuited. Asking to be someone’s Xiao Liu? She could actually say such things... "Sister Bingbing, I’m not joking!" Ye Shanshan turned to Han Ruobing with utmost seriousness. "I never imagined there’d be someone as overwhelmingly skilled as Hero Yan alive in this world... If I could learn his martial arts, I’d gladly be Xiao Liu, Xiao Qi, Xiao Ba, Xiao Jiu, or even Little Ten!" ...