In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

After all, developing influence and winning people's hearts both require money.

Compared to empty promises, money is the best way to win people's hearts.

Because it was a family matter for Murong Jiu, Zhang Xiaoshan arrived at Murong Manor at least three days early.

When they arrived, all eight sons-in-law of the Murong family were already there, following Murong Zhengde as they watched the slowly approaching carriage.

In terms of seniority, Murong Zhengde is undoubtedly above Zhang Xiaoshan.

But their status is worlds apart.

The Murong family's marriage alliance can barely be considered a top-tier power, but the Zhang family is a transcendent power.

"Young Master Zhang!"

"Old Master Murong!"

When Madam Murong saw Zhang Xiaoshan walk out, her eyes lit up.

At least in terms of appearance, Zhang Xiaoshan would score a nine out of ten.

Standing nine feet tall, with an elegant and handsome appearance, and possessing a refined and gentle demeanor, he exudes a refreshing and pleasant aura that makes him instantly captivating.

Moreover, character, family background, talent...

Perhaps, as Murong Zhengde said, even if such a person were to serve as a maid, it wouldn't be considered a disservice to Murong Jiu!

"It's been two years, but I didn't expect you to still be as dashing as ever."

"The old man is still vigorous despite his age, with a ruddy complexion."

My father has been busy with business in Lin'an Prefecture lately and is unable to come. I hope you will understand.

"It is an honor for our humble abode that you, young master, have come to Murong Manor. We dare not trouble Brother Defang with your presence. Please come in, young master!"

"Thank you, sir."

As the group stepped inside, six burly men in tight-fitting clothes appeared out of nowhere and escorted the carriage into the manor.

Zhang Xiaoshan wasn't worried about the Murong family members, but rather about those outsiders who were like monsters and demons.

First, the items on the ship were extremely valuable;

Secondly, there is a concern that someone might take the opportunity to cause trouble. These are all congratulatory gifts, and if things get messed up, it will take more than a day or two to prepare new gifts.

"Black Spider, your old flame has become someone else's maid, and you seem quite happy about it."

"careful!"

A dozen feet away, two figures, one tall and one short, watched the group enter the manor.

The skinny boy had barely finished his teasing remark when a beam of light shot straight at him, giving him no chance to dodge.

Upon seeing this, the tall young man immediately took action, whipping out his long whip to intercept the incoming hidden weapon.

Bang!

As the bright light exploded, it turned out to be a thunderbolt.

At the same time, a plume of white smoke suddenly filled the surroundings, engulfing the two who couldn't dodge in time.

Cough cough cough...

Suddenly, both of them had snot running down their noses and tears welling up in their eyes.

"Ma Teng, Haha San, laxatives... What a bastard is so despicable as to mix them together."

The skinny young man cursed and cried incessantly, which was quite amusing.

The tall young man wanted to glare angrily at the boy, but unfortunately, with tears streaming down his face, he couldn't maintain any composure and instead explained:

"It's all your fault. You were overheard talking about Ninth Miss. This is what Ninth Miss just shot."

"How is that possible? The distance between here is at least ten zhang..."

Xiao Yu'er suddenly remembered that among the top masters in the martial arts world, those with profound internal strength and keen senses were not necessarily capable of such feats.

However, the Ninth Sister looked no older than him by a year or two; at most, she was just a little chubby due to overnutrition.

"You little rascal, you've ruined my life..."

Black Pearl suddenly remembered what the boy had said earlier; it wasn't something low-class.

Mixed together, hehehe...

"Wait for me!"

···

"Please don't be offended, young master. The Ghost Spider Man isn't a bad person. That young man just now..."

Murong Zhengde greatly admired Ghost Spider, not only because he was a servant of his Murong Manor, but also because he was a rising star in the martial arts world.

As for the young man... his words just now were so offensive that it's hard to like him.

However, this is the territory of the Murong family, and the young man is a 'guest' here, so naturally he cannot cause them trouble.

"This little rascal, I do know a thing or two about him. He's a little devil from the Valley of Villains in Xingxiu Sea, and he can be considered a descendant of a prestigious family."

"From a prestigious family?"

The phrase "from a prestigious family" is not just a casual remark.

In the eyes of the Zhang family, a descendant who can be called a 'descendant of a prestigious family' is by no means simple. Therefore, not only Murong Zhengde, but also others looked at Zhang Xiaoshan with curiosity.

Zhang Xiaoshan then explained to the crowd's curiosity;

"Jiang Biehe did not intend to incite martial arts practitioners to fight each other and overthrow the martial arts world. His identity was Jiang Qin, who disappeared from the martial arts world more than ten years ago."

This little rascal is related to Jiang Biehe. Back then, the great hero Yan Nantian led Jiang Feng's orphan to hunt down Jiang Qin. Legend has it that during the chase, he was ambushed by the Ten Evils and disappeared from the martial arts world.

This kid is Jiang Feng's bloodline, raised by the Ten Villains.

"Jiang Feng's bloodline?"

Everyone was shocked, never expecting that this young boy would have such a background.

"That···"

"There's no need for God to treat him specially. This kid has the personality of a little devil and is deeply influenced by the Ten Villains."

Moreover, everything has its own destiny, so just let nature take its course.

If we try to correct him, it will only provoke a rebellious attitude and backfire.

Instead, through tempering and refinement, stripping away the superficialities, one's true nature is revealed!

"Young master seems to have a deep understanding of the young man's character."

Knowing that Xiaoyuer grew up in the Valley of Villains and was deeply influenced by the Ten Villains 2.0, Murong Zhengde also knew that Xiaoyuer's personality was something he probably couldn't change.

As the old master said: They are unruly and difficult to teach.

"I kept Jiang Qin with me before because I wanted to train him."

The hatred for the murderer of one's father is irreconcilable, especially with Yan Nantian behind him.

"Master Yan isn't dead?"

"···"

Zhang Xiaoshan didn't say much, and Murong Zhengde didn't ask any more questions.

Zhang Xiaoshan didn't say anything, but he knew there must be a reason. After all, even Xiaoyuer's background had been revealed, so Yan Nantian's story was just something he mentioned casually.

But since Zhang Xiaoshan didn't say anything, he knew there must be a reason.

Inside the hall, the mother and daughter were reunited, their longing overflowing.

The group of women gathered together, and Zhang Xiaoshan naturally inquired about the progress of the dam construction.

Even though the Zhang family is following up every day.

This is not a project that can be completed in a day or two. Even if Zhang Xiaoshan decides to spare no effort in terms of manpower and financial resources, it will still take three years to completely spend all that gold.

Moreover, the project, comparable to the Great Wall, was shortened to within three years, resulting in a surge in costs.

However, for Zhang Xiaoshan, it was all worthwhile.

He sensed that within ten years at most, a catastrophe would sweep across the land.

Chapter 301 A Glorious Birthday Banquet and a Disliked Boy

"Son!"

Under the curtain of candlelight and lamplight, Hongxiao casually placed a thin boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old next to Zhang Xiaoshan.

After being taught a lesson by Murong Jiu's enhanced tear gas during the day, Xiaoyuer began to think about how to get revenge.

Unfortunately, as soon as it got dark and he stepped into the courtyard that used to belong to Murong Jiu, everything went black. When he woke up again, he was found lying dead in the study or the main hall.

As the Yin energy surged through his body, Xiaoyuer felt as if his body were encased in ancient ice, and his hands and feet twitched from the cold.

"Alright, leave this to me."

"Yes, son."

Zhang Xiaoshan flicked his finger, and Xiaoyuer immediately felt a surge of pure Yang Qi originate from within his body. The Qi flowed gently like a hot spring, nourishing his somewhat frozen hands, feet, and body.

Even though Xiaoyuer wasn't a top master in the martial arts world, he was still stunned by this move.

If it is a force, it will naturally be accompanied by a strong wind.

Zhang Xiaoshan's move was somewhat similar to the Formless Divine Skill. It was impossible to know how the energy entered his body, and it mysteriously neutralized the Taiyin True Qi in his body.

"This is just a lesson. Next time, I'll freeze you with Nine Yin True Qi for a whole night. Even if it doesn't cripple your limbs, it will at least keep you from moving freely for ten days to half a month!"

"I wouldn't dare do that again, thank you for your lesson, young master!"

Looking at the other party's obsequious manner, Zhang Xiaoshan shook his head and then said:

“Sit down. You grew up in the Valley of Villains, like a wolf cub in a pack, and you’re already showing your fangs.”

I won't be lecturing you on life's grand principles or how to start anew. Here's a martial arts manual, full of low-level survival techniques—consider it a small gift for today.

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Xiaoshan sent a long scroll fluttering down into Xiaoyuer's hands.

Besides an unnamed martial arts manual, there were also techniques like the Snake-like Leaping and Fox-like Turning, the Method of Closing Acupoints and Exhaling Qi, and low-class grappling techniques...

It may seem like a heretical or unorthodox approach, but it is exquisitely crafted and far more sophisticated than the methods of the Evil Valley School.

These are all miscellaneous martial arts techniques recorded in the Nine Yin Manual, which are generally not used by ordinary people.

But for someone like Xiaoyuer, whose knowledge is scattered and disorganized, it is extremely useful.

After all, he was a petty hoodlum himself.

"Does the young master know Little Fish?"

"I know, but that's all."

Alright, that was a lesson for your bad breath during the day. Next time, if you commit a crime, it won't just be a matter of tear gas in your hands.

Faced with absolute power, your petty tricks from the Valley of Villains are utterly insignificant.

"I know, I know..."

At this point, Xiaoyuer didn't know how he lost, but he was certain that this place was a den of dragons and tigers, and he couldn't venture in.

If even a maid's martial arts skills are this high, one can only imagine how terrifying the young master's strength must be.

He was already incredibly lucky that he hadn't been purged of the scourge of the martial arts world.

"Go down!"

"Little Fish takes his leave!"

Watching Jiang Xiaoyu leave, Zhang Xiaoshan shook his head. He really didn't care about her.

pity?

Having seen so many, countless families torn apart and lives lost, he couldn't possibly sympathize with them all.

Besides, this kid is a newly born little devil, and the one who deserves his sympathy is not the other party, but the person he pranked.

After being intimidated that night, Xiaoyuer became much more obedient in the following days, whether he was memorizing the secret manual or was genuinely frightened.