Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

This time, the note was handed to an elderly man surnamed Zheng.

but,

To the surprise of many,

The old man surnamed Zheng glanced at the note, then put it away, acting as if nothing had happened, and continued chatting with Zhao Jie.

Seeing this, Zhao Jie understood that not all wealthy families would heed the woman's opinion.

Even the fact that the Shan family listened to the woman's words just now was already an extraordinary move.

The way the elderly man surnamed Zheng does things is the norm.

Wang Sheng glanced at the old man, then looked at the guest room next door. Seeing that the sounds inside had stopped but there was no further movement, he stopped hoping for more.

"Young friend, there's no need to look anymore. Marriage is arranged by parents and matchmakers. How can a woman be allowed to decide such an important matter as marriage?"

After exchanging a few words with Zhao Jie, the old man surnamed Zheng, worried that Wang Sheng might not give up and might pester the Zheng family woman, spoke up.

"Alas! Your talent is indeed only average. It's not that I'm trying to refuse this. It's just that for the sake of the family, not a single bit can be wasted."

The elderly man surnamed Zheng said one more thing, also to save face for Zhao.

Otherwise, if Wang Sheng hadn't practiced martial arts and had actually become a servant in the Li family, how could he have been qualified to speak directly with the old man surnamed Zheng, and how could he have gotten the opportunity to marry a young lady from a wealthy family?

Of course, if you don't seize the opportunity, that's another matter.

"I understand!"

Wang Sheng bowed his head and clasped his hands in a salute.

If he were to publicly display his Ming Jin strength, it would definitely change the attitude of the Zheng and Liu families, who would then invite him inside.

However, he couldn't ignore Zhao Jie's thoughts, and the trouble that would ensue if he revealed that the time it took him to advance to the Ming Jin realm was only slightly longer than the time it took to enter the realm.

In this era, malice arises in the heart, and murderous intent springs forth spontaneously. The government's ability to restrain such behavior is far too weak.

Therefore, we must act with utmost caution in order to go further.

At this time,

From the guest room next door, a maid came out and walked towards Wang Sheng instead of the old man.

"My young lady said that although it was fortunate that you met her, we were not destined to be together. Before parting, she will give you this hairpin as a token of her apology!"

After the maid finished speaking solemnly, she presented a gold hairpin with both hands.

The old man surnamed Zheng frowned, wanting to get up and stop him, but he remained silent for a moment. Out of respect for Zhao Jie, a Grandmaster of Internal Energy, he could only give up for the time being.

Wang Sheng paused for a moment, then glanced at the guest room.

However, he did not have X-ray vision and could not see the woman's face in the room; he could only vaguely sense that someone was watching him.

"Why bother!"

Wang Sheng sighed.

If he takes the hairpin, the relationship will be completely different.

Not only could it offend the Zheng family, but it could also tarnish the innocence of the woman surnamed Zheng and spread rumors.

In that feudal era, even holding hands was considered adultery, let alone exchanging intimate gifts in front of everyone. If someone actually accepted it, who knows what kind of rumors would spread.

"Please tell the young lady that I am of humble status and cannot accept such a generous gift. Please leave!"

Wang Sheng bowed respectfully.

The maid's eyes widened. She was still muttering to herself how lucky this person was to have received her mistress's hairpin, which was worth hundreds of taels of silver.

But to her surprise, Wang Sheng still didn't want it.

Zhao Jie nodded in satisfaction.

The Zheng family woman was immature, but his disciple was sensible. At the crucial moment, he did not embarrass his master and saved face for the Zheng family, which made Zhao Jie, who always cared a lot about his reputation, feel much better.

The maid's steps were somewhat unsteady as she returned. She was still confused, not understanding why Wang Sheng wouldn't take the hairpin worth several hundred taels of silver. She was even more angry that Wang Sheng was ungrateful and unworthy of her mistress.

Once the maid returned to the guest room, the atmosphere in the courtyard immediately became quiet.

No one spoke; many people's eyes were fixed on Wang Sheng and the old man surnamed Zheng.

The elderly man surnamed Zheng pondered for a moment before speaking, "Young friend, you are indeed polite and did not hold a grudge against my daughter."

"Alright then. I know the difficulty of martial arts. I will now give you one hundred taels of silver to help you with your training!"

"I dare not refuse a gift from an elder!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Wang Sheng cupped his hands in greeting.

This is the amount of money he can take.

Although the hairpin was valuable, it was too hot to handle.

"Hahaha!"

"I told you my disciple was quite good."

"So, how about it? Would you gentlemen like to reconsider?"

"Old Liu, would it be possible for our two families to renew our relationship one more time?"

Wang Sheng was quite pleased that Zhao Jie had made a name for himself in front of everyone. Overjoyed, Zhao Jie immediately stepped forward again to solicit investment for Wang Sheng.

The elderly man surnamed Liu, whose name was mentioned, twitched at the corner of his mouth, paused, and put down his teacup.

The elderly man surnamed Liu looked Wang Sheng up and down again, his gaze slightly disdainful.

The last tree was one that satisfied the Liu family.

But this Wang Sheng was indeed not good enough for the Liu family.

Even if the reputation of that eldest daughter of the Liu family is tarnished, she is still a daughter of the Liu family, a young lady from a prominent family. This Wang Sheng is too incompetent; how could Zhao Jie possibly change the Liu family's mind with just a few words?

"Master Zhao is joking."

"I can say this frankly: it will be very difficult for Wang Sheng to develop any internal strength within the next ten years. Even if he becomes a Ming Jin martial artist, he will never have any hope of developing An Jin. There are far too many servants in my Liu family like him. There are also quite a few people stronger than him."

"So don't blame me for being blunt and disrespectful to your Master Zhao. Lin Shu was very good last time. But this Wang Sheng is terrible. I even doubt whether Wang Sheng, with his inferior physique, can even generate any strength! That's a question mark."

The old man surnamed Liu spoke with arrogance and indifference, his words piercing and revealing his disdain for Wang Sheng.

He even compared Wang Sheng to a servant of the Liu family, which was a blatant slap in the face.

That's enough.

Zhao Jie's face was grim.

"You may all step back."

Zhao Jie told Wang Sheng and the others to leave first.

"Yes."

Wang Sheng's expression was equally grim. He bowed respectfully, then turned around, a murderous glint appearing in his eyes.

This old man surnamed Liu deserves to be killed.

Kill him once, teach him a lesson, and he'll know what to do in his next life.

After leaving the inner courtyard,

A group of people quickly surrounded Wu An, Li Chaodong, and the others.

Even martial artists who had developed Ming Jin, such as Li Hu and Wei Yu, became interested.

"Hahaha, this time I'm sure I'll get that Bone Strengthening Pill!"

Wu An laughed loudly, making no attempt to hide his arrogance.

Bone-Strengthening Pills are something even martial arts masters with internal strength wouldn't normally buy.

When people around learned that Wu An had actually been chosen as a bride by a wealthy family, they were filled with envy, praising him repeatedly and trying to curry favor with him.

Luo Zhengwen walked over to Wang Sheng, asked him about the situation, and after learning what had happened, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, telling him not to worry.

"There's really no rush!"

Wang Sheng nodded.

"Once I've used up all the money I have on medicine, the first thing I'll do is kill Fang Mingguang, the second is that old man, the third is the Li family's steward, and the fourth..."

Wang Sheng thought to himself. He thought of all the people he had grudges against, and he remembered that the Fourth Madam had told him that the steward of the Li family intended to harm him and that he was plotting to kill people. He became more and more eager and expectant to improve his strength.

quickly,

Wang Sheng exchanged the hundred taels of silver given to him by the old man surnamed Zheng for ten high-quality Red Blood Pills. Combined with the pills he still had, this was enough for Wang Sheng to cultivate for nearly two more months.

Time flies.

Nearly two months of peaceful cultivation passed quickly, and Wang Sheng's progress steadily increased every day.

Until now, his Great Stone-Smashing Skill has risen from Junior Level (505/1000) to Junior Level (999/1000).

His strength advanced from the mid-stage of Ming Jin to the late-stage, perfect stage of Ming Jin.

If Wang Sheng had the knowledge of how to cultivate internal strength from the Great Pillar-Shattering Technique, he would have directly entered the level of internal strength.