Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 565 : The Lady Strikes Back

Although many people had already realized Ye Fei's strength—like the old Taoist, the Mieyin Nun, and those at the Yue Lai Inn—there still seemed to be a voice inside his head constantly reminding him not to reveal his true power to too many people. Ye Fei wasn't sure why he felt this way, but he decided to trust this strange intuition.

"So what if you can guess what I'm going to say?" Zhuge Kongfang said coldly. "Today, we of the Righteous Path will not let you demon cultists walk free!" The humiliation he had suffered today was unbearable, and the only way to redeem himself was to eliminate Zhu Yuyan and Jiang Manjun.

"It's you! It was you!"

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Just as the crowd, riled up by Zhuge Kongfang's words, began to stir again, a crisp female voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone turned to see the girl who had been standing quietly behind Ye Fei now stepping forward, her face filled with grief and rage as she pointed at Zhuge Kongfang.

"It was you who led people to slaughter my entire family! I will never forget that voice for as long as I live!"

Zhuge Kongfang's face flickered slightly before darkening. "Shishi, what nonsense are you spouting? How could Uncle Zhuge be your family's murderer? Haven't you heard my voice countless times before?"

The crowd below the stage also found Gu Shishi's accusation absurd. Everyone knew that Zhuge Kongfang and the Gu family were close friends—if he were truly the killer, Gu Shishi would have recognized his voice long ago.

"I'm only familiar with the righteous tone you use when pretending to be an honorable man."

Now standing on the stage, Gu Shishi's usual gentleness was replaced with grief and anger. "But that day, your voice was cold and sinister. I found it familiar, but I dared not believe it was you. Even when my master told me, I still couldn't accept it. Zhuge Kongfang, what grudge did my family ever have against you that made you so ruthless as to wipe us out?"

"You said it yourself—I had no enmity with your family. I was even great friends with your father. How could I have done such a thing?" Zhuge Kongfang protested. Then, as if realizing something, his face suddenly changed, and he pointed at Ye Fei. "Shishi, what did you just call him?"

"Master, of course! I am his servant now!" Gu Shishi answered without hesitation.

At first, becoming Ye Fei's maid had been an act of desperation, but after spending time with him, she had grown to love her new identity. No matter the title, what mattered was that she could stay by his side.

"Do you even realize that he is a member of the Demon Sect?" Zhuge Kongfang put on an expression of sorrowful disappointment. "Gu, my old friend, if you were watching from the afterlife, you would weep to see how your daughter has disgraced you. Not only does she not seek revenge for your death, but she has also willingly fallen into depravity, aligning herself with the enemy!"

"You—!"

Gu Shishi was so enraged that she could hardly speak. She never expected Zhuge Kongfang to be so shameless, twisting the truth so brazenly. Seeing the suspicious looks in the surrounding people's eyes, she clenched her fists in frustration.

Ye Fei gently took her hand and smiled. "No need to be angry over a hypocrite like him. Now, are you certain that he is your family's murderer?"

The warmth of his touch melted away much of her fury and pain. She nodded firmly. "I am sure. I will never forget that voice, even if he refuses to admit it."

"His denial doesn't matter." Ye Fei chuckled. "As long as you're certain, that's enough. So, do you want to take his life yourself, or should I do it for you?"

Gu Shishi was filled with hatred for Zhuge Kongfang, but she had never killed anyone before. Seeing him covered in blood, she hesitated, then looked at Ye Fei and softly said, "Master, please do it for me." Her gaze was filled with deep reliance.

"Alright, I'll take care of it for you."

With that, Ye Fei leaped off the stage and walked toward Zhuge Kongfang. In his current state—severely injured—Ye Fei could kill him effortlessly, even without revealing his true strength.

Seeing Ye Fei approach step by step, the so-called righteous martial artists hesitated. They wanted to intervene, but none dared to act in fear of Zhu Yuyan's overwhelming power.

Zhuge Kongfang's face changed yet again. He had never expected Ye Fei to dare to kill him here. After suffering blows from both Zhu Yuyan and Ye Zhilin, he had no strength left to fight back. Desperate, he staggered toward the Shaolin and Wudang factions, hoping for protection.

"Amitabha. Please, benefactor, stay your hand."

At that moment, the leader of the Shaolin sect, who had remained seated all this time, finally stood up. However, as he did so, he glanced sideways at the old Taoist and the Mieyin Nun in surprise. He knew their temperaments well—one loved showing off, and the other prided herself on upholding justice. He had delayed stepping in, assuming they would intervene first. But now, seeing neither of them move, he had no choice but to act to prevent Zhuge Kongfang's death.

"What wisdom do you wish to impart, Master?" Ye Fei asked, smiling faintly at the monk. He had never expected to kill Zhuge Kongfang so easily; that's why he had moved so slowly—to lure someone out. If he had struck without a word, the entire assembly would have been terrified and might have united against him, forcing him to reveal his full power. Instead, he needed a scapegoat to make it clear: as long as no one interfered with him, he would not trouble them.

"Not wisdom," the old monk said with a slight smile. "But this is the Martial Arts Assembly. You cannot simply kill someone as you please."

Ye Fei sneered. "Isn't the purpose of this assembly to settle grievances? Why was it fine for you to kill my senior sister, but now I can't kill him?"

Zhu Yuyan had posed this same question to another Shaolin monk before, but he had been too flustered to answer. This monk, however, was more composed. "That is different," he replied calmly. "She was a member of the Demon Sect. This assembly was convened precisely to deal with the Demon Sect. But Mr. Zhuge Kongfang is not the same."

"I knew it would be 'different,'" Ye Fei scoffed. "Before, when there was only a suspicion that the Demon Sect committed those massacres, you immediately called for blood. But now that Zhuge Kongfang—one of your own—is accused, you want to protect him? This is exactly what people expect from your so-called 'Righteous Path'!"

The monk's composure did not waver. "You misunderstand. We are not protecting anyone. But it is difficult to believe Miss Gu's words alone."

"Oh?" Ye Fei smirked. "Yet when Zhuge Kongfang spoke, you took his word without question. But now, when the actual victim accuses him, suddenly her word isn't enough? Just because he is your so-called hero?"

The old monk hesitated but then insisted, "Regardless of how you feel, I cannot allow you to kill anyone here."

"So, you're finally showing your true colors?" Ye Fei laughed coldly. "And what if I insist?"

"Then, as one of the event's hosts, I will have to stop you!"

The monk's aura changed instantly—from gentle to fierce.

The crowd gasped. Another Grandmaster-level expert had emerged!

Zhu Yuyan and Jiang Manjun sighed inwardly. This was exactly what they had feared. Now, they could only hope Ye Fei had a way to handle it.

Just as the tension reached its peak, Ye Fei suddenly turned and called out, "Little Aunt, it's your turn."

"Alright, I'm coming!"

A crisp voice responded, and like a floating wisp of smoke, Ye Zhilin gracefully landed beside Ye Fei.