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

Lin Mo came out of the treasure vault and closed the door with a creak.

Wang Erba and the neighbors at the door were all stunned to see him come out empty-handed.

Such a huge treasure trove, you just went in for a quick look around? And didn't take anything?

Although I was full of curiosity.

But no one dared to speak, and no one dared to ask.

On the contrary, Lin Mo seemed to be in a good mood. He took out several ten-tael silver ingots and threw them to the neighbors.

"This is a reward for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Lin! Thank you, Mr. Lin!"

The group of people held the heavy silver coins, beaming with joy.

That's enough for their whole family to live comfortably for several years!

At this moment, the sisters-in-law also came over one after another, each with a happy smile.

Su Qingyue wore a string of shimmering pearl necklace, which made her already snow-white neck even more alluring.

She walked up to Lin Mo and deliberately puffed out her chest, like a proud little peacock.

"Is it pretty?"

Lin Mo glanced at it.

"She's beautiful, but the person is even more beautiful."

Su Qingyue blushed and spat at him lightly.

Qin Ruxue held the Lianhua Sword in one hand and several ancient swords and sabers in the other, a satisfied smile on her lips.

The petite Fifth Sister-in-law, holding several pieces of fine brocade in her arms, had rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes, full of the excitement and thrill of doing something "bad".

The other sisters-in-law also had a great haul, gathering in twos and threes, chattering and showing off their spoils.

The whole courtyard was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Seeing this, Lin Mo was in a great mood.

Then, they turned their attention to Wang Erba.

Lin Mo walked over, took out the thin piece of paper from his pocket, and waved it in front of Wang Erba.

His expression suddenly became unusually kind, almost like a gentle spring breeze.

"Hey, you bastard, this land deed, isn't it for this house?"

Wang Erba was startled by Lin Mo's sudden gentleness.

Finished!

That eerie smile was even more terrifying than the way he kicked him in the groin!

He felt like a chicken being targeted by a weasel, with no strength left to struggle.

"Yes, yes..."

Wang Erba's voice was trembling.

"Then... why is your name written here? Shouldn't it be your older brother Wang Daba's?"

Lin Mo looked on with innocent curiosity.

Wang Erba's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition surged into his mind.

But looking at Lin Mo's amiable expression that could kill, he dared not utter a single lie.

"Because, because my father, Wang Laoba... he, he favored me, so before he left, he put this house in my name..."

"Oh! So that's what happened!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up instantly, like searchlights in the dark.

He squatted down with great enthusiasm and patted Wang Erba's shoulder heavily.

"Hey Erba, my good brother! Now that this house is yours, are you planning to sell it?"

boom!

Wang Erba's brain exploded.

Finished!

That beast really did have his eye on my house!

I knew it! I knew this eerie kindness was definitely not a good thing!

He was screaming inwardly, but could only manage a smile that looked worse than crying.

"No... I don't plan to sell..."

"Um?"

Lin Mo's voice only rose half an octave, but the force in his hand made Wang Erba feel as if the bones in his shoulder were about to crack.

"No, no, no! No! Well... if the price is right, it's not that we can't sell it..."

Wang Erba's survival instinct kicked in, and he quickly changed his tune.

He felt a force on his shoulder that could crush a diamond.

Fine, I'll just accept it.

Consider it a lesson learned, let's just sell it!

As long as I can sell it for a good price, I'll take the money and live a carefree life elsewhere, and I'll never mess with this plague god again in my life!

Wang Erba was making his own plans when Lin Mo spoke again.

"So, how much do you want to sell it for?"

Wang Erba looked up and met Lin Mo's eagle-like eyes. He tremblingly held up five fingers, tentatively offering a price.

"Five...five thousand taels?"

"Um?"

Lin Mo merely raised an eyebrow slightly, and Wang Erba's words caught in his throat.

"Then...then four thousand...four thousand six hundred taels?"

"Um??!"

Lin Mo's nasal tone became even stronger.

Wang Erba felt like dying.

Grandpa! Ancestor!

Why don't you just name a number yourself!

My shoulder is about to break! If this keeps going on, I'll have to be fed by someone for the rest of my life!

"How about... Mr. Lin, you... you name a price?"

Wang Erba asked, on the verge of tears.

"Hmm~"

Lin Mo patted his shoulder with satisfaction, but with much less force.

This kid is actually pretty smart.

Then, he slowly extended a finger in front of Wang Erba.

Wang Erba's eyes widened instantly.

"One thousand taels!?"

He almost screamed, his voice cracking.

That bastard is too ruthless!

That's incredibly heartless!

This is a luxurious mansion with five courtyards!

The location is excellent, the feng shui is superb, and just building it cost my father more than five thousand taels of silver!

Even if the market is bad now, you can still sell it for six thousand taels. If you're lucky enough to find a sucker, you might even get seven or eight thousand taels!

He actually wanted to buy it for a thousand taels?

You robber! You might as well just rob someone!

Oh wait, you're practically robbing me!

"Master Lin, isn't one thousand taels a bit...too little?"

Wang Erba wore an expression as if he had been constipated for several days.

"No, no, no, you're overthinking it." Lin Mo shook his head. "It's not a thousand taels."

"That is...?"

Wang Erba was a little confused.

Not a thousand taels?

Could it be... could it be that this bastard has suddenly had a change of heart?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Could it be...?

Wang Erba's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, I forgot, the person I encountered today wasn't a robber, but the ancestor of robbers!

I, Wang Erba, have been a tyrant my whole life, but I never imagined I would fall so hard today!

Although he was extremely unwilling to accept this fact, his life was now in their hands, so what could he do but accept it?

Wang Erba asked in a trembling voice, with the last vestige of despair, "Could it be... one hundred taels?"

Fine.

One hundred taels it is.

With this hundred taels, if we're frugal, we can buy a small, run-down courtyard and probably not starve.

"No, no, no, it's not a hundred taels."

Lin Mo shook his head again.

"ah!?"

Wang Erba completely broke down; he couldn't take the mental torture anymore.

"No, Mr. Lin, Grandpa Lin! Just tell me how much you're willing to pay for my house!"

"Please, please let me die a quick and painless death!"

Wang Erba grabbed Lin Mo's trouser leg, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Lin Mo felt a little sorry for him when he saw his pitiful appearance.

"Okay, okay, I won't mess with you anymore."

Lin Mo coughed lightly, "The price I actually wanted to offer was..."

"Take away the young master?"

Wang Erba gripped Lin Mo's wrist, his heart pounding with nervousness.

Lin Mo raised that finger again.

"One tael."

"What...!?"

Wang Erba's voice suddenly split, and he stared intently at Lin Mo's slender finger, his lips twitching incessantly.

Suddenly, his eyes rolled back.

"belch!"

After a gasp, Wang Erba fainted.

"Holy crap!"

Lin Mo was startled and quickly took a step back.

"Why did she faint?! Quick, pinch her philtrum! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

He got impatient and yelled at the neighbors who were watching the scene.

Please, please don't let this guy die!

Even if you're going to die, at least have me sign the property deed before you die! Otherwise, all my hard work will have been for nothing!

The two neighbors were also in a panic. One went up and pinched Wang Erba's philtrum, while the other raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

"If they don't wake up soon, the house will really belong to someone else!"

Finally, after a series of physical attacks, Wang Erba slowly woke up.

But as soon as she woke up, she started crying and screaming.

"Oh my god! I can't live like this anymore!"

"Just kill me! You might as well just kill me with one blow!"

"What terrible things have I, Wang Erba, done?!"

He cried so heartbreakingly that anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was a respectable man being bullied by a thug.