Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

As the sun sets, its afterglow gilds the cobblestone streets of Blackwind City with a layer of gold.

The "Welcome Guests" restaurant in the south of the city is thriving.

The building was brightly lit, and waiters carried trays as they moved between tables and chairs.

The sounds of drinking games, laughter, and clinking glasses mingled together, filling the air with the aroma of roast chicken and braised meat.

"Shopkeeper, bring me a pot of good wine!"

"Waiter, cut another two pounds of beef!"

Just as the atmosphere was getting lively, the restaurant's curtain was suddenly lifted with a "whoosh".

A tall, slender young man walked in.

In an instant, the noisy commotion in the entire restaurant lobby came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the doorway.

The one who entered was Lin Mo.

His snow-white long robe now looked as if it had been splashed with red ink.

Large patches of blood had dried and turned dark red, looking shocking under the light.

His face was stained with blood, which made his already handsome face look even more sinister and menacing.

He stood there at the door, the lingering smell of blood on him instantly overpowering the aroma of meat in the restaurant.

At the table closest to the door, a burly man was holding a wine glass when his hand trembled, spilling wine all over himself.

The woman holding the child quickly covered the child's eyes with her hands.

The shopkeeper, who was using an abacus, froze on the beads, and his smile also froze.

Who...who is this evil spirit?

Are the bandits from outside the city coming down from the mountain to seek revenge?

Or were they gangs locked in a bloody brawl, their eyes bloodshot?

For a moment, the diners didn't dare to breathe, fearing that this menacing figure might draw his knife and attack them at the slightest provocation.

In the midst of this silence, Lin Mo made a move.

He walked straight to the counter and said:

"Boss, give me five roast chickens, three catties of braised beef, twenty meat buns, and a pot of wine."

"Take it to go."

"..."

Everyone in the restaurant was stunned.

This isn't right!

With your appearance, shouldn't you be saying "Hand over all your money"?

Why have you ordered food?

Ordering so much?!

The shopkeeper's lips twitched, forcing out a smile that looked more like a grimace, and he tentatively asked:

"Sir...sir, what is this...?"

Lin Mo frowned impatiently.

My stomach is growling with hunger, and there are nine mouths to feed at home. Why is this shopkeeper being so fussy?

"Don't you understand? I said, buy something."

As he spoke, he tossed a silver ingot onto the counter.

The silver ingot rolled twice, leaving a clear bloodstain.

The shopkeeper's eyelids twitched violently.

The waiter wiping the table next to him was so frightened that his legs went weak and the rag in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

This money... I don't dare take it!

Seeing that they hadn't reacted for a while, Lin Mo became even more impatient. "What?"

"No, no, no..." The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hands, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

He gave the waiter a wink, meaning: Hurry, hurry and prepare for this gentleman!

The waiter glanced at Lin Mo, then at the blood-stained silver ingot, his eyes trembling.

In the end, instinct triumphed over fear.

He tremblingly extended two fingers and carefully pinched one corner of the silver coin.

"Sir...sir, please...please wait a moment, it will be...it will be ready shortly!"

After saying that, the waiter practically tumbled and crawled into the kitchen.

Lin Mo nodded in satisfaction, crossed his arms, leaned against the counter, and pondered how to boast to his wives about his "great achievements" today when he got home.

He didn't notice that after he left, the entire Yingkelai Restaurant was quiet for a full quarter of an hour.

……

Meanwhile, in the Lin family courtyard.

Night fell over the slum, and the distant barking of dogs and the occasional arguing made the night less peaceful.

Su Qingyue stood at the courtyard gate, constantly looking towards the end of the dark alley.

The evening breeze lifted the hem of her skirt and ruffled her hair, but she was completely unaware.

I've been waiting since dusk, and it's completely dark now, but Lin Mo still hasn't returned.

Her heart sank deeper and deeper into the night.

"Second Sister, how about... we go out and look for them?"

Su Qingyue finally couldn't help but turn around and look at Qin Ruxue, who was leaning against the door frame.

Qin Ruxue held the Lianhua Sword, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the scabbard, making a "tap, tap" sound.

"Sister-in-law, wait a little longer."

Qin Ruxue's voice was devoid of emotion, but her tightly furrowed brows betrayed her inner worry.

How could she not be anxious?

That arrogant fool, does he really think he's invincible?

Is Black Wind Mountain a place you can just go to?

But she couldn't act rashly.

There are also sisters at home who are helpless. If all nine of them go out together in the dark, they will be too conspicuous.

If you were to run into a thug like Wang Erba, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But if we don't go out...

Qin Ruxue glanced at the sky, and her heart began to pound again.

Just then, Fifth Sister's weak voice came from the courtyard.

"Sister-in-law, how about... I and my second sister-in-law go look for it? You two stay home and keep watch."

"No!"

Su Qingyue and Qin Ruxue refused in unison.

Are you kidding me? Letting a few weak women guard the house? That would be even more dangerous!

For a moment, all nine women fell silent, and a sense of helplessness permeated the courtyard.

In the suffocating silence, a familiar yet nonchalant voice rang out from the end of the alley.

"Sisters-in-law, ladies! I'm home!"

Swish!

Nine pairs of eyes turned to look at it simultaneously.

Not far away, a tall, slender figure was seen swaying as it walked towards them.

He was carrying several huge oil paper packages in his left hand and a shiny, oily chicken leg in his right, which he was gnawing on with gusto.

Who else could it be but Lin Mo!

"Lin Mo!"

Su Qingyue's heart, which had been hanging in suspense all day, finally settled the moment she saw who it was.

She didn't care about anything else, and rushed out while holding up her skirt.

She suddenly threw herself into Lin Mo's arms.

That familiar embrace instantly brought tears to her eyes.

But the next second, she sensed something was wrong.

A bloody smell entered her nostrils.

She suddenly looked up and, by the dim light of the lanterns at the courtyard gate, took a closer look.

Lin Mo's snow-white long robe was covered with large patches of dark red blood!

Su Qingyue's mind went blank for a moment, as if something had exploded.

"ah--!"

A scream pierced the night sky.

She pushed Lin Mo away, her face drained of color, her beautiful eyes filled with fear and worry.

"Lin Mo! You... how come you have so much blood on you!?"

"Where are you hurt? Does it hurt? Let me see!"

Su Qingyue was completely flustered.

"It's all my fault! I shouldn't have listened to you; I should have let my second sister go with you!"

"Say something! Where are you hurt?"

She was like a headless fly, circling around Lin Mo.

One moment she would lift Lin Mo's arm, the next she would touch his leg, and then she would pull open his clothes to look at his chest.

But no wounds were found.

At this moment, Qin Ruxue and the other sisters-in-law also gathered around. When they saw Lin Mo covered in blood, they all turned pale.

"Uncle!"

"Lin Mo, what's wrong?"

"Quick, help him inside!"

A group of women hurriedly tried to carry Lin Mo into the house.

Lin Mo was a little confused by this sudden turn of events.

He held up the chicken leg in his hand, still chewing on the meat, staring blankly at the group of worried beauties in front of him.

What's going on?

That's an overreaction!

It wasn't until he looked down and saw the horribly gruesome "blood-stained clothes" on his body that he belatedly realized what had happened.

I rely on!

I was so busy showing off my "victories" when I got home that I forgot about this!

"Oh, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Lin Mo quickly explained, his voice rising several decibels, "Qingyue, sisters-in-law, this isn't my blood!"

"real?"

Su Qingyue raised her pretty face, full of suspicion.

Why would I lie to you?

Lin Mo was both amused and exasperated. To prove that he was alright, he even jumped up and down twice as before.

"Look at me, I'm perfectly fine, full of energy, do I look injured?"

As he spoke, he waved the oil paper package in his hand, and a fragrant aroma of meat instantly wafted out.

"Alright, alright, Qingyue, stop crying, or the roast chicken I bought will get cold!"

"Let's go home! Look what delicious food I brought you!"