Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

As the two were talking, the door was pushed open, and Lu Wushuang walked in carrying a basin of steaming water.

Lu Wushuang walked with an awkward gait, taking very small strides.

Yang Guo had just tormented me too much, and being a novice in such matters, my body hadn't recovered yet.

She placed the basin on the wooden stand, took a clean towel and draped it over the edge of the basin, then turned around and met Huang Rong's gaze.

Huang Rong leaned against Yang Guo's chest, her gaze fixed on Lu Wushuang.

She was extremely clever. When she first entered the room, she was in a daze and didn't notice anything amiss. But now that she was awake, she could smell something was wrong in the room.

Looking at Lu Wushuang again, this girl's walking posture was unnatural, her eyebrows and eyes had lost some of the girlish innocence and gained more of the charm of a woman, and the pure yin energy on her body had also dissipated.

Huang Rong immediately understood what had just happened in the room.

While he risked his life to block the assassins outside, this thief slept with his personal maid inside.

A pang of sadness welled up in her heart, but then she thought that Yang Guo must have gone into a state of demonic possession during his seclusion at the time.

This girl was willing to sacrifice her chastity to save someone, which shows she is both kind and righteous.

Yang Guo is a womanizer, so taking in another woman is nothing to him. As long as this girl knows the rules, it would be suitable for her to stay by his side and serve him.

After thinking it over, Huang Rong sat up straight, left Yang Guo's embrace, straightened her inner clothes, and put on the airs of the Beggar Clan leader.

"Miss Lu, thank you for saving Guo'er." Huang Rong's voice was calm, yet carried the authority of a superior.

Lu Wushuang was stunned, completely unexpected that Huang Rong would say this as soon as she opened her mouth.

She thought that if her affair with Yang Guo were discovered, Sister Rong would be furious. When she asked her to serve Yang Guo, she didn't say that she should serve him in bed.

After all, she had personally heard the two of them making love in the house yesterday.

"Madam Guo is joking. He is my...master, it is only right that I save him." Lu Wushuang changed her words at the last minute, swallowing back the word "husband".

Upon hearing the word "Xiang," Huang Rong gave Yang Guo a half-smile.

Yang Guo coughed twice, touched his nose, and felt a little guilty. His concubine almost called him "husband" right in front of his first wife; the atmosphere was far too tense.

"Sister Rong, I just had a mishap while practicing my martial arts. I almost died from qi deviation. Thanks to Wushuang, she used her body to help me regulate my internal energy. She saved my life."

Yang Guo quickly stepped in to explain, clarifying the whole story. This was a life-saving favor, not just a simple affair.

Huang Rong nodded, looking into Lu Wushuang's eyes, and said, "You're a good girl. Now that Guo'er has taken you in, you're a member of the Yang family. Guo'er is stubborn and sometimes acts without considering the consequences. When I'm not in Zhongnan Mountain, you must take good care of his daily needs; if he encounters danger, you must protect him with your life. Can you do that?"

Huang Rong's words were a combination of acknowledgment and challenge, both confirming Lu Wushuang's identity and establishing her own position as the first wife.

The meaning behind his words was clear: I am the eldest son's wife, and I have entrusted you with the task of taking care of Yang Guo, so you must obey my rules.

Lu Wushuang was completely overwhelmed by Huang Rong's aura. She had always been afraid of people with such authority since she was a child, and Huang Rong was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, famous throughout the land. She could only lower her head and obediently reply, "Don't worry, Madam Guo, I will take good care of him."

"Still call her Madam Guo?" Huang Rong's tone softened a bit.

Lu Wushuang bit her lip and whispered, "Sister Rong."

Huang Rong smiled with satisfaction.

Although this girl has a fiery temper, she is stubborn and doesn't respond well to force. As long as we can find her weakness, she will be an extremely useful helper in the future. She can be placed by Yang Guo's side to help keep an eye on Li Mochou in the Ancient Tomb.

Yang Guo watched as the two women quickly arranged the seating order with just a few words, and he was overjoyed.

She's enjoying the bliss of having two wives! Huang Rong truly lives up to her reputation as a female strategist; she handles this situation with remarkable skill, winning over Lu Wushuang without a fuss or argument.

He walked to the wooden frame, washed the blood off his hands with hot water, dried his hands with a towel, and went back to the bedside.

"Guo'er, what happened to that Quanzhen Sect Taoist outside?" Huang Rong asked, getting down to business.

"That bastard Zhao Zhijing colluded with the Mongols, and I've already broken all four of his limbs. He's a cripple now, lying in the courtyard," Yang Guo said coldly.

Huang Rong frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "The Mongolian shaman wouldn't come to Chongyang Palace to assassinate you for no reason. Zhao Zhijing must have revealed all the secrets of the Quanzhen Sect. The Mongolian army is stationed at the foot of the mountain. They sent an assassin today to probe the situation. Now that the assassin is dead, the Mongols must know that their plan has been exposed."

Yang Guo pulled up a chair and sat down, asking, "Sister Rong, do you mean the Mongol army is going to launch a full-scale attack on Chongyang Palace?"

Huang Rong shook her head: "A direct assault is not necessary. After all, the Quanzhen Sect is the number one sect in the world, and its foundation is still intact. The Mongols do not want too many casualties, so they will definitely send top masters to challenge its gates. The Golden Wheel Monk and his group are probably already on their way. As long as we subdue the Quanzhen Sect with martial arts, and then use our army to coerce them, the Quanzhen Sect will have no choice but to surrender."

Yang Guo sneered. What was the Golden Wheel Monk anyway? Before, his martial arts were insufficient, and he could only run away when he encountered this old bald monk; now that the Nine Yin Manual had been fused in both directions, his internal energy had greatly increased, and he could use this old bald monk to practice his skills.

"If they dare to come, I'll make sure they never leave," Yang Guo said confidently.

Huang Rong was delighted to see Yang Guo's confident demeanor; a man should have this kind of domineering aura.

"Tomorrow is your three-day appointment with Hong Qigong. Just how far have you progressed in your martial arts?" Huang Rong was still somewhat worried, after all, Hong Qigong's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms were too domineering.

Yang Guo stood up and walked to the middle of the room. He circulated his internal energy, but without deliberately exerting force, he simply struck out with his palm.

An extremely powerful shockwave burst forth from his palm, whipping up a gust of wind in the room.

The teacups on the table were blown about, making a crisp clinking sound, and the paper on the window was shattered by the blast of air.

Huang Rong's eyes lit up.

The power of this casual palm strike far surpasses that of the early stage of the Innate Realm.

Although the depth of his internal energy is not yet comparable to that of a grandmaster, it is already on par with his own.

"What powerful internal energy! Your method of combining positive and negative forces has actually worked!" Huang Rong exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Guo withdrew his hand and sat down by the bed: "Thanks to Wushuang's pure Yin energy, my internal energy is now constantly replenished. Tomorrow, when we go to the cliff, I'm fifty percent confident I can withstand three blows from that old beggar."

As Lu Wushuang listened to Yang Guo praising her, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, thinking that all the suffering she had just endured was worth it.

"Don't be careless. Master Qi has extremely rich experience in fighting. Tomorrow, you only need to withstand three blows. Don't be reckless or aggressive. The burden of the Quanzhen Sect rests entirely on your shoulders. You can't afford to make the slightest mistake," Huang Rong instructed.

Yang Guo nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, Sister Rong, I know what I'm doing."