Yamanashi Chiho still refused to yield.
Warm blood flowed from her mouth, her appearance was so ferocious, a stark contrast to her usually gentle demeanor.
Despite Chen Jin Zhao's pleading, Yamanashi Chiho remained silent.
She knew that if she gave in, all her efforts would be in vain.
She was seeking death!
Matsui Yusuke was also enraged. He was the heir apparent of the Matsui family; when had he ever been reduced to such a state?
Threads of killing intent surfaced from his heart.
He wanted to kill Yamanashi Chiho.
"Get me a stick! I'll kill this madwoman! She wants to die, I'll grant her wish!" Matsui Yusuke roared maniacally.
A stick was handed to him by a subordinate. Matsui Yusuke swung it, aiming for Yamanashi Chiho's head.
With this blow, Yamanashi Chiho would surely die.
Chen Jin Zhao did not want to see his wife die before his eyes. He clenched his fists and roared with all his might, "You, stop!"
Matsui Yusuke was startled.
He instinctively looked at Chen Jin Zhao, only to see surging fury blazing in Chen Jin Zhao's eyes and waves of anger emanating from his body.
This sent a shiver down Matsui Yusuke's spine.
It was as if he saw that divine being, the Candle Dragon, who slew gods and Buddhas alike!
"He..."
"How did he become so unfamiliar?" Matsui Yusuke murmured.
At this moment.
Yamanashi Chiho was also terrified by Chen Jin Zhao's current state. Chen Jin Zhao looked too unfamiliar, a far cry from her normally honest and kind husband.
She instinctively loosened her grip.
Matsui Yusuke realized this and immediately pulled his hand back.
The flesh on his palm was dangling, about to fall off. In pain, he cursed, "Damn woman, wouldn't killing you right now be too easy for you? I will take revenge with more cruel and insane methods, making you understand the consequences of offending me."
Yamanashi Chiho came to her senses, regretting why she had let go.
Of course, she knew regret was useless now. So she quickly shouted to Chen Jin Zhao, "Wu Ming, don't come any closer, just go!"
"My death doesn't matter, but you must live."
Chen Jin Zhao clenched his fists and glared fiercely at Matsui Yusuke.
In that moment of extreme anger, surging fragments of memories surfaced, restoring all his memories!
He was Chen Jin Zhao!
And he was also Chen Wu Ming!
More importantly, Yamanashi Chiho was someone Chen Jin Zhao had to protect.
If Yamanashi Chiho hadn't saved him back then, Chen Jin Zhao would have long been fish food, let alone had three years to recover.
Recalling every moment of the past three years, Chen Jin Zhao felt a warmth.
Therefore—
Matsui Yusuke had to die!
There was no other possibility.
Chen Jin Zhao sensed the energy within him, feeling it was far weaker than at his peak, perhaps only at less than A-class strength.
The decline was particularly severe.
And the injuries he sustained three years ago seemed irreversible, meaning he might not be able to recover to his previous S+ level strength.
He scanned the people around him; none of them possessed A-class strength.
This also allowed Chen Jin Zhao to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Chen Jin Zhao's gaze fell back on Yamanashi Chiho's face, his eyes softening. "Chiho, don't be afraid, I'll take you home."
A fleeting confusion crossed Yamanashi Chiho's eyes, but she quickly smiled and said, "Okay, wherever you go, I'll go."
The world was vast, but wherever Chen Jin Zhao was, that was her home.
Matsui Yusuke had someone bandage his injured palm. Hearing their conversation, he yelled, "Do you two not take me seriously? With me here, neither of you will be able to leave my mansion today. However, I will send you to the afterlife together as a couple."
Chen Jin Zhao glanced at Matsui Yusuke indifferently.
This man was as detestable as Matsui Kazuo. He hoped he wouldn't whimper when the fight began.
Matsui Yusuke, unaware that Chen Jin Zhao had recovered his memories, continued to boss him around and yelled, "If you don't want this woman killed by me, kneel down immediately! Otherwise, I will let you watch your wife be defiled by me."
Yamanashi Chiho felt a flicker of fear.
But when she saw her husband's determined gaze, the fear in her heart gradually subsided.
Chen Jin Zhao had indeed become a stranger.
But Yamanashi Chiho knew that this was the true Chen Jin Zhao.
This was her husband!
She was even happy to witness her husband regain his complete life.
Matsui Yusuke, seeing Chen Jin Zhao unmoved, became angry. "Hey, aren't you listening to me? Are you treating my words as mere wind?"
Chen Jin Zhao's gaze became even colder.
In the past, no one could order him around; now, and in the future, it would still be impossible!
"Are you done talking?" he suddenly asked.
Hearing Chen Jin Zhao's cold tone, Matsui Yusuke's scalp tingled with fear. He realized that the terrifying Chen Jin Zhao of the past might have returned.
He instinctively took two steps back and stammered, "You, have you recovered your past memories?"
Chen Jin Zhao did not answer.
Matsui Yusuke grew more certain of his guess, so he frantically shouted, "Shoot him! Kill Chen Jin Zhao! Don't let him live!"
The next moment.
Before these killers could react, Chen Jin Zhao powerfully slammed his elbow into the head of a young man beside him, incapacitating the youth. Before the killer fell unconscious, Chen Jin Zhao, with astonishing speed, snatched the handgun from his hand.
He had memorized the positions of these killers half a minute earlier.
The moment he gripped the gun, Chen Jin Zhao, relying on muscle memory, raised the weapon and fired, killing five assassins in quick succession.
These five killers didn't even realize what had happened before they died.
Chen Jin Zhao then took a firearm from another body and dealt with the remaining two. Matsui Yusuke was immediately terrified and roared, "Kill Chen Jin Zhao quickly! Don't let him keep killing!"
If they couldn't stop him, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains or a dragon into the sea!
At this point, two killers remained at Matsui Yusuke's disposal. Hearing his roar, they quickly raised their guns, aiming for Chen Jin Zhao's head. The moment their sights focused, they saw Chen Jin Zhao appear before them like a monster.
Chen Jin Zhao didn't even bother with the gun. He raised his hand and grabbed one of the men by the neck, wrenching it with brute force, killing him instantly.
The last killer was already terrified. His legs trembled, and he fell to his knees, begging Chen Jin Zhao not to kill him.
There was nothing more to say. Chen Jin Zhao pressed the muzzle of the gun to the killer's forehead and pulled the trigger, giving him a quick end.
The bodies fell.
The Candle Dragon, whose name struck fear into the hearts of nations worldwide, stood up once more!