Seeing that he could no longer avoid speaking, Yang Chen thought it over and decided not to hide anything further.
"It is like this: my wife is in the northern region. To find her, I must make a trip to the northern region. For this, even if I must climb a mountain of blades and plunge into a sea of fire, I have to brave it." Yang Chen spoke solemnly.
As those words fell, quite a few people drew sharp breaths.
Yang Chen was actually doing this for his wife?
This was a reason many had not anticipated.
Xue Ruyi was the same. She stared blankly at Yang Chen, never expecting him to be such a devoted man. No wonder he had been so cold toward her before—his heart had long since been set on someone else.
A man so steadfast in his devotion made all her previous unfavorable impressions of Yang Chen vanish like smoke in thin air. She even began to feel deeply moved by him.
After all, there were countless married men, but those who could keep as much distance from other women as Yang Chen did were few and far between.
Take her, for instance. If she casually tempted them a little, even men who already had three wives and four concubines would still launch pursuit after pursuit at her.
When Chen Tianhao heard that Yang Chen had a wife, he too was slightly stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
His reason for sending his disciple to seek out Yang Chen could not have been more obvious. It was not merely to repay a favor, but also because Yang Chen truly had the ability.
However, what disappointed Chen Tianhao was that Yang Chen already had a wife and was so deeply devoted to her.