Chapter 99: Departure (Third Update)

This Bald Guy Is Dangerous Three Thousand Worlds of Mortal Existence 2433 words 2026-03-04 17:52:26

Yet Kun felt something strange on his right shoulder, a sticky sensation. He turned his head to look—my goodness! There was so much drool; Ye Li was actually drooling in her sleep. At this moment, Ye Li had not yet realized her embarrassing situation. If she did, she would surely want to vanish from sight.

Just then, a knock came at the door from Ye Qin: “Brother, sister-in-law, mother wants us to go to the main hall immediately.”

“Understood,” Yet Kun called out. Yan Muer and Ye Li, who had been feigning sleep beside him, slowly “woke up,” acting quite convincingly. But Ye Li immediately saw the drool on Yet Kun’s shoulder, her expression changing with embarrassment.

How could this happen? She only drooled a little as a child—how could it happen last night? Oh heavens, how mortifying! Ye Li’s entire face turned red. If Foxy saw this, she’d laugh herself silly. Would the little bald head dislike her now?

Just as Ye Li worried whether the little bald head would be disgusted, Yet Kun quietly wiped it away and even smiled at her. For reasons she couldn’t explain, Ye Li was touched by this small gesture; he wasn’t disgusted by her drooling.

“Let’s get up, Mother is calling us,” Yet Kun said softly. Mother had never called them so early before—perhaps there was something important to discuss.

Ye Li, in high spirits, got up at once and began preparing hot water for Yet Kun. Yan Muer, seeing this, thought to herself that Ye Li was quite adept at pleasing others and resolved not to fall behind.

“Husband, from now on you don’t need to do anything. Leave such matters to Muer,” Yan Muer said, and went to prepare as well.

Yet Kun sat at the bedside, watching his two delicate wives bustling about, feeling perhaps they were a bit too enthusiastic. He was finally enjoying the privileges of being a husband—there was no need for him to lift a finger; everything was handled by his wives.

It felt rather nice. In truth, marrying another would make things easier for them, too.

Once both wives had dressed him, Yet Kun looked in the bronze mirror and felt he had a certain charm; their taste was indeed unique.

“Husband, will your hair ever grow?” Yan Muer asked with a hint of mischief. When she first met Yet Kun, he was bald, so she assumed he suffered from hair loss.

Seeing his face darken instantly, Yan Muer was delighted—she loved seeing that expression on him.

Ye Li, gently, added, “Don’t worry, husband. When we go to Taijing, we’ll buy some secret remedies. That should cure your hair loss.”

“But it does look rather bald—there isn’t even a chance for it to fall out.”

“Yes, husband can’t even wear a hair crown. If you could, you’d look so handsome.”

“Indeed, exceptionally handsome.”

Ye Li and Yan Muer seemed to have formed an alliance, studying Yet Kun’s bald head together. Yet Kun’s expression was taut; if they weren’t his wives, he’d give them each a punch.

“Let’s go,” Yet Kun said calmly, standing and walking out first.

Ye Li and Yan Muer were secretly gleeful—husband seemed angry, and it was hilarious. When their eyes met, they both snorted coldly and walked out together.

In the main hall, Ye Ming and Dongmen Meng sat with serious expressions. Beside them stood Zhang Tiantian and Liu Ling, and Ye Qin sat below.

With Yet Kun and his two wives now present, the Ye family was complete.

Since it was the first day after marriage, the daughters-in-law were to serve tea to Ye Ming and Dongmen Meng.

After receiving their daughters-in-law’s tea, Ye Ming and Dongmen Meng smiled faintly.

Dongmen Meng set down her teacup and said evenly, “You two will depart for Ankang Prefecture today.”

“What!”

“So soon?”

Ye Qin exclaimed in surprise. Yet Kun had known they were to leave, but hadn’t expected to go right after the wedding—it seemed a bit rushed.

Ye Li and Yan Muer didn’t mind; as long as their husband was with them, it didn't matter where they went.

Ye Ming nodded, “Yes, you’ll leave shortly. Arrangements have been made in Ankang Prefecture.”

Dongmen Meng produced a delicate pouch, instructing, “There are gold coins you’ll need inside, along with the address of your residence in Ankang.”

“Kun Kun, take it. Look after your younger brother and your wives on the road, understand?” Dongmen Meng said seriously. Her children were finally leaving home to embark on their own path—she felt reluctant, but for their future, it had to be done.

Yet Kun accepted it with both hands, puzzled. “Mother, couldn’t we wait a few days?”

“Kun Kun, Mother knows you’ve just married and are in the sweet honeymoon stage. I do understand.”

Yet Kun was speechless. Mother, we’re not in any honeymoon stage.

Behind him, Ye Li and Yan Muer’s faces flushed. Who’s in a honeymoon phase with him? If he doesn’t upset us, that’s good enough.

“Mother, I’m fine,” Yet Kun replied.

Ye Ming suddenly clapped his hands, then extended his left hand. Dongmen Meng, resigned, placed a gold coin in his palm.

Ye Ming laughed heartily, “I told you our Kun Kun isn’t the type of man to linger. Kun Kun has great ambitions!”

Yet Kun and Ye Qin exchanged a look—Father, you’re just making trouble for yourself.

Dongmen Meng slowly opened her palm. “Indeed, your ambitions are quite grand.”

“Meng Meng, I can’t win this game.”

“Can you even play?” Dongmen Meng asked calmly.

Ye Ming stared at Dongmen Meng, then his manner softened, and he obediently returned the coin he had won.

Yet Kun and Ye Qin shook their heads; they knew this would happen. Father, could you show some backbone for once, so we could see Mother’s gentler side? Every time we look at you, you seem to be the weaker one.

“All right, children, go,” Dongmen Meng said.

“Now?” Yet Kun asked, dazed.

“Yes, did Mother not make herself clear enough?”

Yet Kun and Ye Qin exchanged glances—what exactly was Mother up to?

“Um... Is there anything you want to remind us about?” Yet Kun asked, puzzled.

“Reminders? There’s nothing much. Just be cautious in all your dealings outside,” Ye Ming said impatiently. “If I tell you to go, just go.”

“Father, I’ll go pack a few things.”

“Pack what? Buy everything new when you get there.”

Ye Qin pursed his lips—Father, could you not brag? Do you have money for us to buy new things?

Though Yet Kun didn’t fully understand, since his parents insisted, he would follow their wishes.

“Father, Mother, we’re leaving! Take care of yourselves!”

“Father, Mother, don’t worry. I won’t let you down!”

“Father, Mother, your daughter-in-law won’t be able to serve you anymore.”

“Father, Mother, I’ll miss you.”

Dongmen Meng sighed, “Go on, go on. Come home when you can.”

When the moment came to leave, Yet Kun and Ye Qin felt a pang of reluctance—there were so many memories here.

“Let’s go, brother,” Yet Kun said softly, turning. Ye Qin nodded and followed him.