The Martial Saint rose to power starting as a substitute bridegroom.

Spring is in full bloom.

Along the path leading to Zhoujia Town, tenant farmers bent over, turning over the soil. Iron plows cut through the land that had been dormant all winter, revealing dark soil.

Every grain of millet planted in spring is a hope for autumn.

But all of this had nothing to do with Li Yuan.

He walked very slowly, and he didn't know how he managed to walk that distance.

The gate to the Zhou family's courtyard was ajar.

Li Yuan pushed open the door; the courtyard was quiet.

A wisp of smoke drifted out of the kitchen chimney.

Zhou Yanqiu held the book in his hand, but didn't turn a single page for a long time.

Soon, Zhou Xinlan brought in the food: a plate of green vegetables, a dish of pickled vegetables, porridge, and cornbread.

"The martial arts school doesn't accept you?" Zhou Yanqiu asked softly, his voice tinged with a hint of probing.

Li Yuan shook his head.

Seeing that Li Yuan's expression was not good, Zhou Yanqiu did not ask any further questions.

Zhou Xinlan simply added another chopstick of green vegetables to Li Yuan's bowl without saying anything.

Inside the room, only the sound of chewing food remained.

dong dong dong.

A knock sounded at the door, and Zhou Xinlan went to open it.

The person who arrived was Zhou Xinlan's cousin, Zhou Huaiyi, who brought with him Zhou Yanchi, the head of the Zhou family.

Zhou Huaiyi rubbed his hands, looking troubled. "Xinlan, your father's serious illness has ruined his health; it's truly heartbreaking. But..."

He glanced at Zhou Xinlan and sighed, "You're just a girl, you can't farm. Wouldn't it be a waste if your nine acres of paddy fields were left to lie fallow?"

Zhou Xinlan frowned.

Even during her most difficult times, she never considered selling those nine acres of paddy fields.

The land is the lifeblood of a family, its food supply, and its last resort.

"Cousin, what do you mean by that?" Zhou Xinlan's voice was tense. "That's our family's ancestral property, we definitely won't sell it."

Zhou Yanchi stroked his long, white beard and slowly began to speak: "Xinlan, you're young and naive. Fields need someone to cultivate and tend them, and you're just a young girl, plus your father's health is like this..."

He paused, then tapped his cane lightly on the ground: "The clan has discussed it, and these nine acres of paddy fields will be temporarily entrusted to Huaiyi for management. He's your cousin, so he's the most suitable person."

Zhou Xinlan trembled all over.

She originally thought they were there to buy land.

This isn't buying, it's blatant robbery.

The reasons they gave were so grand and respectable.

Zhou Huaiyi's eyes and brows were brimming with undisguised joy. He stepped forward and continued:

"Cousin, don't worry. Although the harvest will be distributed by the clan for repairing the ancestral hall, building roads, digging wells, etc., the clan will never treat you unfairly. Every year, two to three bushels of grain will be allocated as food for you and your father."

Zhou Xinlan felt a rush of blood to her head.

"Zhou Huaiyi!" Zhou Xinlan's voice trembled. "You've gone too far! Those nine mu of paddy fields yield at least twenty shi of grain every year, and you think you can swindle them away with just a few measly coins?! Dream on!"

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Yanchi slammed his cane heavily on the ground. "How dare you speak to your cousin like that? Don't you have any respect for elders and juniors? Is this how your father raised you?"

He changed his tone and continued, "Isn't Huaiyi doing all this for the good of the family and for your sake? According to the clan rules, if the land is left uncultivated, the clan has the right to take it back, and you won't get a single penny!"

Inside the main room, Zhou Yanqiu's face was flushed red, his chest heaving violently, and he was about to stand up abruptly.

Li Yuan placed one hand on his shoulder and then walked out unhurriedly.

"What's going on, all this noise?"

When Zhou Xinlan saw Li Yuan come out, she immediately felt reassured.

"who is he?"

Zhou Huaiyi looked at the strong, muscular man in front of him and subconsciously took a step back.

He had an indescribable aura that made Zhou Huaiyi's heart tremble.

This is understandable, as Li Yuan's aura naturally differs from that of ordinary people due to his martial arts training.

"My man." Zhou Xinlan straightened her chest.

Zhou Yanchi's expression changed instantly. "No... when did this happen? Look, why didn't you inform the clan?"

The marriage agreement between the Li and Zhou families was no secret.

Zhou Yanchi naturally thought of this place.

"When my father was seriously ill, none of you came to see him even once!" Zhou Xinlan grabbed Li Yuan's arm, not giving way at all.

The two were speechless, because it was all true.

The room fell silent again.

"Uncle, cousin, Xinlan can grow on these nine acres of land, so you don't need to trouble yourselves," Li Yuan said with a smile.

His voice wasn't loud, but somehow, Zhou Huaiyi felt a shiver run down his spine when he heard it.

He sized Li Yuan up and down, not just noticing his larger build.

And those eyes—for some reason, whenever he saw them, he felt a chill.

We definitely can't win in a fight.

Zhou Huaiyi's noodles twitched twice. "Oh, it's my brother-in-law. No problem, no problem."

Zhou Yanchi's face visibly paled. He picked up his cane, as if trying to save face, "Since that's the case, then... let's go back..."

Inside the main room, Zhou Yanqiu felt instantly at ease.

Zhou Xinlan felt a warm glow in her heart, a feeling she had never experienced before.

In the inner room, Zhou Yanqiu slowly sat back down in her chair and let out a long breath.

That evening, Zhou Yanqiu wrote a letter and gave it to Li Yuan.

"Yuanzi, I have a good friend who used to work as a镖局 (bodyguard agency) escort, traveling all over the country and honing his skills," Zhou Yanqiu said. "Now he's retired and has returned to Qingniu Town to open a martial arts club. Take this letter to him; perhaps it's worth a try."

Li Yuan held the letter, feeling a warmth in his heart.

He knew that Lao Zhou had truly accepted him this time.

"However," Zhou Yanqiu paused, his tone somewhat complicated, "that old man Lin Chong is very stubborn, and he has very high standards. Becoming his disciple won't be easy. This letter is just giving you an opportunity; whether you succeed or not depends on yourself."

Li Yuan tucked the letter into his pocket. "It's spring planting season now, let's get those nine acres planted first."

Night was falling.

The lights in the east room were turned off.

Zhou Xinlan snuggled into Li Yuan's arms, "Yuan-ge'er, thank you so much for today..."

"Um......"

......

The temperature inside the room rose again.

Each time, it was a tiring yet blissful experience.

......

The next morning, Li Yuan went to the fields with a hoe on his shoulder.

Nine mu of paddy fields, not a single mu less.

Zhou Xinlan rolled up her sleeves and followed behind him, her face beaming with joy.

This is what it feels like to live a fulfilling life—a sense of peace and purpose.

Li Yuan turned the soil at an astonishing speed.

One stroke of the hoe can turn up the soil that would take someone else three hoe strokes to work.

I walked down a row of fields without even breaking a sweat.

"Yuan-ge'er, slow down!"

Zhou Xinlan jogged behind to sow seeds, and I hurriedly followed.

Li Yuan knew that after reaching the second level of body refinement, his strength was more than twice that of an ordinary person.

Turning over these nine acres of land was as simple as watering a tree for him.

Zhou Yanqiu was also busy, boiling water at home and delivering it to the fields time and time again.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

With the last seed planted in the soil, Zhou Xinlan felt completely at ease.

She stood on the edge of the field, her eyes feeling a little hot.

Nine acres of land were planted in one day.

This was something that would have been unimaginable in the past.

The three of them carried their farm tools back home. Zhou Xinlan walked beside Li Yuan, occasionally glancing up at him with a smile on her lips.

After dinner, Li Yuan practiced his martial arts in the courtyard.

I practiced the Five Animal Frolics exercise over and over again.

The moonlight shone on him, and beads of sweat dripped down his body.

Zhou Xinlan sat inside the house, the door open, mending clothes under the oil lamp. Every now and then, she would look up at Li Yuan in the courtyard.

She only spoke after Li Yuan stopped to rest.

"Brother Yuan, we need to repair our roof, otherwise it might not hold up during the rainy season."

Li Yuan nodded without saying anything.

"When the weather gets warmer, I'll go to the market and buy a few ducklings to raise..."

"In a few years, our family will dig a well and cultivate those few acres of dry land north of the village..."

Zhou Xinlan chattered on and on, her face beaming with a happy smile.

With a man like that, she felt her life was worthwhile.

"Once we have a child," her voice softened, tinged with shyness, "we'll have our father teach him to read and write, and support him in taking the imperial examinations. If he does well, he can become an official; if he doesn't, he can come back and become a teacher like our father..."

Li Yuan frowned slightly and touched the letter in his pocket.

Studying for the imperial examinations.

Lan Jie'er is placing her hopes for success on the next generation.

But now that he possesses the [Heavenly Book of Derivation], he may well succeed in this generation.

"Keep practicing!"

Li Yuan stopped resting and quickly returned to the courtyard, where he assumed the posture for the "Five Animal Frolics" exercise.

After marriage.

He also had more goals in his mind.

Besides wanting to make a name for himself, he also wanted his family to have a better life and for Lan Jie'er to be happier.

But the way to make Lan Jie'er happy doesn't necessarily lie in farming and raising children.

Seeing that Li Yuan went back to practicing his skills without saying a word, Zhou Xinlan frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more.

hiss~

The needle pricked her finger, and Zhou Xinlan took a breath.

She was silent for a moment, then decided to alter Li Yuan's clothes to make them looser.

......

The next day, Li Yuan set off for Qingniu Town.

Zhou Xinlan stood at the courtyard gate, her eyes red-rimmed. She was holding a bundle in her arms, inside which were several freshly baked flatbreads.

This small amount of noodles was saved up through her careful budgeting.

"Be careful on the road." She handed him the bundle. "Take care of yourself."

Li Yuan took the bundle and nodded.

Zhou Xinlan opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

She secretly hoped that Li Yuan's trip would fail.

That way, he can come back and stay by my side.

But she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Don't worry, Sister Lan."

"Remember to write back."

"understood."

......

Qingniu Town is a three-day walking distance.

When Li Yuan was hungry, he would eat Lan Jie'er's pancakes; when he was thirsty, he would ask for water from people along the way; and when he was sleepy, he would find a haystack to take a nap.

The next night.

As we passed a mountain road, a sudden burst of shouts, fighting, insults, and screams arose ahead.

The gleaming blades reflected the moonlight, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

"Quick, after them! Don't let those Black Tiger Gang bastards get away!"

In this era, the flags of power change hands frequently.

Gangs fought each other day and night for territory, from the city to the countryside, and from the countryside to the mountains.

Li Yuan's heart tightened immediately, and he darted into a haystack by the roadside, not daring to breathe.

The shouts of battle faded into the distance until they could no longer be heard. Li Yuan waited for a while before crawling out of the haystack.

He touched his pocket; the letter was still there...

Finally, on the evening of the third day, Li Yuan arrived at Qingniu Town.

Lin Chonglin, a martial arts master from the Qingniu Martial Arts Society, is quite famous in this area; you can find him with just a little inquiry.

The Lin residence is a two-courtyard house with blue bricks and gray tiles. It cannot compare to the luxury of the martial arts schools in the city, but it has the advantage of a spacious area.

The plaque above the gate reads "Qingniu Martial Arts Society" in strong, vigorous strokes.

After the servant announced the arrival, a woman dressed as a young married woman came out.

She was in her early twenties and extremely beautiful. Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and her figure was voluptuous, like a ripe peach.

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment.

"Who are you looking for?" the woman asked.

"Is Master Lin here? I've come to become his disciple and learn martial arts."

"The master is not here."

The woman looked him up and down, and said indifferently, "You can call me Second Grandmother."

Second Grandma.

Li Yuan understood.

This must be Lin Chong's concubine.

He quickly lowered his head, looking down, not daring to look any longer.

With a lintel like this, the family has more rules than weeds on a hillside; one dares not act recklessly or ruin one's future.

"Master won't be back for a few more days." The second mistress sized up Li Yuan and said indifferently, "You can stay and wait, or you can come back later."

Li Yuan thought about it.

Exhausted from three days of walking, and with gangs and bandits along the way, he didn't want to do it again.

"I'll stay and wait."

He carried the letter in his arms, intending to hand it to Lin Chong himself, so he didn't mention it to his second grandmother.

"Then come with me."

Second Grandma swayed her hips as she led the way.

She has an excellent waist-to-hip ratio, with a round and perky bottom, giving her a graceful walk.

But Li Yuan dared not look any longer.

In the courtyard, the maids and servants were busy with their own tasks, their eyes only briefly glancing at Li Yuan, seemingly unsurprised.

It seems that many of those who come here to become apprentices are like Li Yuan, and they are used to it.

After crossing the courtyard, we arrived at a low-ceilinged servant's room.

A wall was built between the servants' quarters and the courtyard, which Li Yuan knew was to avoid suspicion.

There are many women in the courtyard. If the servants could come and go as they pleased, it would cause a lot of inconvenience and make people gossip.

After knocking twice, the second grandmother pushed the door open and plopped down in a chair.

The servants in the room were flustered and their faces were flushed. Their hands were behind their backs, and it was unclear what they were hiding.

The man was dressed in coarse cloth and was about thirty years old, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face.

When he saw his second wife come in, he quickly lowered his head and stood aside, but his eyes kept inadvertently drifting towards her.

I didn't dare look too long, just a quick glance before averting my gaze, then looking again...

"Please stay here for now." The second grandmother seemed oblivious to what was happening. She called out to the handyman, "San Dezi, you're an old man, please take good care of him."

After saying that, the second grandmother left without another word, swaying her hips.

San Dezi stared at her back, his nose twitching as if he wanted to inhale the scent of her perfume.

Only after his second grandmother had walked away did he withdraw his gaze, a look of indescribable lingering satisfaction on his face.

I heard that Lin Chong is over seventy years old and has married such a second wife. The second wife is like a pretty widow in the village. It's no wonder that she is coveted by others.

"What's your name? Where are you from?" He shoved the picture book under the mattress before looking at Li Yuan and asking.

"Li Yuan came from Wudaokou in Lanshan Town."

"Wudaokou?" San Dezi frowned dramatically. "That's not close."

Li Yuan nodded and said nothing more.

This San Dezi doesn't seem like a decent person; you can't get too close to someone like that, so Li Yuan didn't mention learning martial arts to him.

After three days of travel, he washed up and went to bed early.

San Dezi found Li Yuan somewhat dull and uninteresting, so he stopped talking and soon began to snore after lying down.

The bed board is a bit hard.

Li Yuan lay on it, feeling a pang of longing for his bed at home.

Of course, there's also Sister Lan.

I've been away for a few days now and I don't know how things are at home.

Once I've settled in here, I'll write a letter to Lan-jie so she won't worry.

He drifted off to sleep in a daze...

The next day, before dawn, Li Yuan woke up.

He put on his clothes and went into the yard.

The sky was just before dawn, with a faint sliver of white appearing on the eastern horizon.

The courtyard was quiet.

Li Yuan assumed a fighting stance and began practicing his skills.

I practiced the Five Animal Frolics exercise over and over again.

The deer is graceful, the bear is steady, the ape is agile, the crane is nimble, and the tiger is fierce.

As the moonlight faded and the morning light gradually rose, his figure moved nimbly around the courtyard, beads of sweat falling to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, the [Book of Derivation] in his mind suddenly stirred.

【Five Animal Frolics for Health Preservation (Mastery): 100/100】

Li Yuan's mind raced.

A warm current surged from deep within his lower abdomen, more powerful than ever before.

The energy flow spread along the meridians, causing muscles to swell and bones to itch wherever it passed, as if the whole person had been cleansed from the inside out by something.

Once everything had calmed down, Li Yuan opened his eyes.

Inside his body, the thin, rope-like blood and qi had actually grown to the thickness of a little finger.

【Five Animal Frolics for Health Preservation (Perfect): 0/100】

[Current Realm: Body Refinement Level 3]

The third level of internal strength training has been completed!

Li Yuan clenched his fist, feeling the flow of qi and blood within his body.

This is the biggest difference between martial artists and ordinary people.

Gollum-

My stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

A strong feeling of hunger struck, more intense than ever before.

Li Yuan clutched his stomach, thinking that if he were at home right now, Lan Jie'er would have already brought the food up.

At this moment, San Dezi came out of the house yawning.

Seeing Li Yuan standing in the courtyard, he was taken aback: "Up so early?"

Li Yuan didn't speak, he just nodded.

San Dezi stretched and began sweeping the courtyard.

"Yuan-ge, lend a hand and help me lift this box up." San Dezi tried a few times, but the box didn't budge, so he asked Li Yuan for help.

Li Yuan walked over and helped him lift the box onto the shelf.

"Yuan-ge'er, hand me the winnowing basket." Seeing that Li Yuan did not refuse, San Dezi revealed a malicious smile.

"Yuan-ge'er, the stable needs some fodder. Go to the woodshed and get it for me."

......

Li Yuan did as instructed.

He didn't want to cause trouble, especially since the other party was just a servant.

San Dezi, however, became even more demanding, ordering people around with an even more self-righteous attitude, as if Li Yuan was there to assist him.

However, San Dezi soon began to pant.

"I can't take it anymore, I need to rest for a bit."

After working for a while, San Dezi would take a break and squat down on the ground.

Because Li Yuan practiced martial arts, he didn't break a sweat while doing these things.

Breakfast was brought by a pretty maidservant who was about fifteen or sixteen years old.

She glanced at Li Yuan but made no attempt to greet him.

So many people come to become my apprentices, but not everyone can successfully stay.

San Dezi stared intently at the person, "The moon has grown bigger again."

The maidservant blushed instantly and immediately spat out, "Pah! You dog! What are you looking at!"

San Dezi wasn't annoyed; instead, he laughed even harder.

Li Yuan just kept his head down and ate.

To be honest, the food was pretty good.

White steamed buns, thick porridge, and a bowl of stewed cabbage and tofu with oil floating on top.

After Li Yuan finished eating, his stomach felt much better.

Feeding the horses, chopping wood, sweeping the courtyard... Li Yuan took the initiative to do these tasks without waiting for San Dezi's instructions.

It's one thing to stay for free, but it's not good to eat for free.

These tasks were really nothing to him.

After reaching the third level of body training, one gains greater strength and endurance, and won't feel tired even after working all day.

San Dezi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

This person is really capable.

Li Yuan ground two bags of soybeans into a bag of powder in one go, without breaking a sweat.

San Dezi was horrified.

Second Grandma saw all of this.

At lunchtime, Li Yuan's bowl contained several large pieces of good meat with a good balance of fat and lean.

Just as Li Yuan was puzzled, the maid Qiuyue smiled and said, "It was ordered by the Second Mistress."

San Dezi was dumbfounded.

His expression was complicated, and he felt somewhat uneasy.

In the afternoon, San Dezi also put in a lot of effort.

But no matter what kind of work they did, San Dezi always lagged far behind, never even catching up to the dust.

As evening approached, San Dezi bought a pot of wine, prepared two side dishes, and pulled Li Yuan to sit down.

"Brother Yuan," San Dezi cried, tears streaming down his face, "I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old child to support. My whole family depends on this job. Please... could you please be lenient?"

Li Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then he understood what he meant.

It turns out that San Dezi was treating himself as someone who had come to replace him.

Li Yuan didn't bother to explain to him at all.

He didn't say anything, picked up his glass, and drank it in one gulp.

San Dezi breathed a sigh of relief; after Li Yuan finished that cup, he felt at ease.

......

San Dezi got drunk and started snoring loudly.

Li Yuan lay in bed, sighing inwardly.

I don't know how many more days this waiting will last.

How long will it take for Master Lin to return?

Lan Jie'er hasn't heard from me yet, is she worried and anxious?

Has anyone in the Zhou family made things difficult for Lan Jie'er again?

How much longer can the roof of the house hold up?

I wonder what Sister Lan is doing right now, and whether she's asleep or not.

He wanted to write a letter home to let them know he was safe, but after looking around, he found that there was no pen or ink in the servants' quarters.

......

The next day, the courtyard became lively as soon as it was light.

Li Yuan was awakened by the noise.

"The master is back! The master is back!"

Li Yuan had heard that Lin Chong was over seventy years old.

But because of his martial arts training, he looks to be only in his early fifties.

He had a straight back, a steady gait, and particularly sharp eyes.

"Teacher Lin."

Li Yuanyi clasped his hands in greeting, explained his purpose, and presented his father-in-law's letter.

Lin Chong took the letter, his brow furrowing slightly: "Zhou Yanqiu..."

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked as if he had remembered this person.

After opening and reading the letter, he looked up and began to scrutinize Li Yuan from head to toe.

She reached out and pinched his shoulder, her brows furrowing slightly.

"His natural talent is rather average, you could even say it's mediocre..." Lin Chong murmured to himself.

Zhou Yanqiu had done him a favor, so he would definitely accept this disciple.

But he also wanted to see what kind of person Zhou Yanqiu's son-in-law really was.

"I, Lin Chong, don't accept just anyone." He folded the letter and said calmly, "You'll have to show me your strength."

Li Yuan remained silent.

He walked to the stone lock in the corner of the courtyard, bent down, and gripped the 500-pound stone lock with one hand, using his waist and back muscles to lift it—

He lifted the stone lock with one hand and held it high above his head.

The courtyard was completely silent.

San Dezi watched from the side, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his brow.

Five hundred catties.

One hand.

Raise it above your head.

Is this guy even human?

His legs were trembling. Luckily, he hadn't spoken harshly to this man. If he had really offended him, his small frame wouldn't have been able to withstand a punch.

"good!"

Lin Zhong laughed loudly, his eyes gleaming.

"A solid foundation has been laid!"

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Lifting a 500-pound stone weight with one hand requires at least the third level of physical training.

Moreover, judging from Li Yuan's effortless demeanor, he clearly still had plenty of energy left.

This disciple was a good investment.

"From this moment on, you are my disciple, Lin Chong." Lin Chong stood with his hands behind his back. "Starting tomorrow, come with me to the backyard to learn martial arts."

San Dezi's legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

He stared blankly at Li Yuan, his mind completely blank.

I thought Li Yuan was here to steal my job, but it turns out he came to become my apprentice.

As the saying goes, a master and his apprentice are like father and son. How could Master Lin's apprentice be compared to him, a mere servant?

I've been ordering him around these past couple of days; could I have offended this guy...?

San Dezi sat on the ground, his face displaying a truly fascinating expression.

"But where do you live...?" Lin Chong frowned slightly.

Accommodation is not included in the martial arts program.

The fact that he's offering to take on apprentices for free is already out of consideration for Zhou Yanqiu.

He didn't open this martial arts club for charity.

At this moment, Second Grandmother came out of the main room and called Lin Chong aside.

The two whispered to each other in the inner room for a while, and when Lin Chong came out again, his expression had softened considerably.

"Here's what we'll do," he said, "you'll live in this courtyard from now on. If you feel bad about it, you can help out with some chores to pay for your lodging."

Li Yuan clasped his hands in a respectful greeting: "Thank you, Master Lin!"

late at night.

The moon rises above the willow branches, its silvery light bathing the courtyard.

San Dezi went home to visit his family, leaving Li Yuan alone in the house. He lay on the hard bed, gazing at the moon outside the window, his thoughts drifting far away.

Although this servant's room was simple, it was much better than the Gu family in the countryside who had taken him in.

Thinking of Gu Laoqi, Li Yuan felt a little soft-hearted.

That hunched, thin old man, who himself often went hungry, never mistreated him.

The best things in the house were all reserved for him.

He hasn't been back to see his family since the Li couple took him back to town half a month ago.

They've already gone through the wedding ceremony, and Gu Laoqi doesn't even know it yet.

Once we're settled, I'll definitely take my wife back home to get acquainted with the place.

dong dong dong.

A knocking sound suddenly rang out.

Li Yuan was taken aback: "Who is it?"

Li Yuan thought it was San Dezi who had returned.

"Yuan-ge'er..."

After a moment of silence outside, the Second Grandmother's deliberately lowered voice rang out.

Li Yuan shuddered.

this......

This isn't appropriate.

In the dead of night, when a man and a woman are alone in a room, all sorts of gossip can easily spread.

He didn't want to give his master a cuckold's hat right after becoming his apprentice.

But if he didn't open the door and angered the second mistress who was in charge of the courtyard, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to live in peace.

How can this be done?