You call this a healer?

On his way home, Zhou Ming took a hot shower and got a haircut. He looked at himself in the mirror and saw that he was handsome with clear features.

He wasn't interested in this inexplicable arranged marriage; he just felt that keeping things clean and tidy was a way of respecting himself.

Back in the dilapidated slum, it was already dark. From a distance, I could see three uniquely designed Mystic Crystal cars parked in front of my house, looking out of place against the backdrop of the three broken-down houses.

Five men in black, their breaths lingering on either side of the gate, stood like wooden sculptures, their eyes sharp as knives as they surveyed their surroundings.

Five Level 4 Order Guardians as bodyguards!

Observing the level of an Order Being is actually quite abstract. It mainly depends on how obvious the aura emitted by the Order Being is, and also on the observer's own profession.

If a level three sword cultivator conceals their aura, it is very difficult for a level four architect to discern the depth of their cultivation.

Zhou Ming's aura was very strange. The combination of the "Healer" who had no combat power and the "Godslayer" who was good at hiding made it difficult for ordinary people to discern his level. At least Teacher Qin Moyu could not tell.

At this moment, he had already reached the gate. The five bodyguards looked at him warily, quickly realized his identity, lowered their heads, and made way for him.

As Zhou Ming entered the courtyard, he heard a lively conversation taking place inside the house; there were quite a few people there.

He walked to the door, considered the language and the situation he was about to face, and coughed lightly: "Grandma, Mom, I'm home!"

The room fell silent instantly.

His mother, Zhou Ying, came out to greet him, leaned close, and whispered, "Whether it's a good match or not, be polite, smile more, and be sweet-talking. We can't let people look down on our family!"

Zhou Ming nodded, walked into the room, and saw four people on the sofa:

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit was tall and robust. His hair was neatly combed into a Mercedes-Benz style, but he did not have the vulgarity of a nouveau riche boss. Instead, he had a noble air about him that was just right. His eyes were sharp and scrutinizing.

A middle-aged woman, dressed in a tight-fitting casual brocade dress, with fair skin and a beautiful face, but with a sharp look between her brows, must be the fourth-in-command of the Jingwu Division, a colleague of her biological father's wife.

The third one was a young delinquent girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a leather jacket, tall boots, and a bunch of random pendants. She had green hair and a lollipop that most people couldn't afford was dangling from her mouth.

The last one was a girl of about eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a white casual outfit. She was tall and slender, with long, jet-black hair styled in a retro updo. She perfectly inherited all the best features of her parents: fair skin, delicate features, and a pair of beautiful eyes with a touch of aloofness. Her temperament was outstanding; even standing in a crowd, she was the kind of cool and aloof beauty who would catch everyone's eye.

This must be Ling Shuang! She's the one he's supposed to marry!

To be honest, this girl was prettier than Zhou Ming had imagined, and she even surpassed his childhood friend Xie Lingyuan in some ways.

However, it's impossible to tell what profession or level they belong to.

He was scrutinizing the family of four, and the family of four was also scrutinizing him.

His mother, Zhou Ying, pretended to refill his tea and patted him on the back.

Zhou Ming strode over to a chair and sat down, getting straight to the point: "Reason?"

Grandma and mother were stunned.

The family of four across from him seemed surprised by his decisive and aloof attitude.

The middle-aged man took out a specially made cigar, lit it, and said in a calm and unhurried voice, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Ling Qifeng, my wife is Fan Ke, my eldest daughter is Ling Shuang, and my youngest daughter is Ling Xue. You probably already know why I've come to see you. As for the reason, it's simple: our family has high hopes for you!"

Zhou Ming asked, "Which aspect do you favor?"

Ling Qifeng said, "Potential!"

Zhou Ming asked in surprise, "You guys really think I have potential? My reputation outside is terrible, after all... I cheated on the monthly exam."

Ling Qifeng elegantly flicked his cigarette ash: "I know your situation and living environment very well. You can't even afford to pay your tuition. I don't think you have the money to hire two Level 3 Order members to help you cheat."

More importantly, Ah Liang used to be my bodyguard. I know him. I even know that he and Li Lan were sent by the Chen family to kill you!

Considering all the above reasons, your score of 800 on the monthly exam becomes quite intriguing!

Zhou Ming's expression softened considerably, and he said, "That's right, your analysis is correct. I'm just curious, how come others couldn't see such a simple logical flaw?"

Ling Qifeng said, "Others won't bother to investigate further. After all, your profession is a healer, which is registered with Baijiang Academy. They probably don't think there's anything wrong with a healer who cheated! But our Ling family is different. We're willing to take the gamble!"

Zhou Ming thought for a moment: "Do you really care about just one monthly exam score?"

Before Ling Qifeng could speak, Fan Ke leaned forward and asked, "What do you think of the value of getting 800 points after such a high-level and intense attack in the monthly exam?"

Zhou Ming was speechless. Anyone who can score over 500 points is a genius!

Ling Qifeng tossed away his cigarette butt: "This was just a casual remark. Ultimately, the outcome depends on your and Ling Shuang's thoughts. For now, Ling Shuang has no objections!"

Zhou Ming glanced at Ling Shuang subconsciously and found that she was also looking at him without any restraint, her eyes filled with scrutiny and seriousness.

This girl's eyes are strange; she definitely doesn't look like she's never seen this person before!

"Of course!" Ling Qifeng added, "You don't have to agree now; we still want to see how you perform at Black Wind Mountain tomorrow!"

It means that if you agree now, but perform poorly tomorrow, we'll have to reconsider.

At this moment, Ling Xue, the "sister-in-law," also took the lollipop out of her mouth and said casually, "I don't think you'll get any good results. The geniuses who were in the top 100 in the last monthly exam have already said that tomorrow at Black Wind Mountain, you'll go in standing up and come out lying down!"

Zhou Ming smiled but didn't say anything.

"Goodbye!"

At this moment, Ling Qifeng nodded, and the family got up and went out the door.

As Ling Xue, Zhou Ming's sister-in-law, brushed past him, she lowered her voice and said, "My sister has tons of suitors. You? You're dreaming!"

Zhou Ming didn't say anything, but simply raised his hand and quickly flicked her buttocks.

Ling Xue was stunned, her face turning bright red. However, because her parents were in front of her, she didn't dare to say a word. She could only glare at him fiercely in protest.

Ling Shuang, on the other hand, turned around and glanced at Ling Xue's buttocks and Zhou Ming's fingers with eyes as sharp as knives.

"Mr. Ling, Deputy Director Fan, please take your time!"

Grandma and mother immediately got up to see them off.

Zhou Ming didn't move, not even get up. He just stared at Ling Shuang's back, lost in thought. This girl must have seen him before, during the monthly exam?

The hum of a car engine starting could be heard outside. Grandma and Mother went back inside and sat down. After a while, Zhou Ying asked, "Is something wrong with this family?"

Zhou Ming thought for a moment and said, "Ling Qifeng and his wife are very capable!"

Even if he used the power of a level four "Godslayer", he still couldn't defeat that kind of power!

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Ling Qifeng is a businessman. Businessmen like to gamble, but his family is definitely not really gambling on my potential. Rather, after analyzing the pros and cons, they think I'm a rare commodity!"

In other words, they'll settle on this temporarily, just to secure the title for me, and then see how my future goes. If it doesn't work out, they'll immediately drop it; if it does, they'll reconsider. That way, even if I really have a lot of potential, I'll have unwittingly become their lackey!

Zhou Ying frowned and said, "That's not very meaningful. If they really like our family, they should just settle down directly. If they don't like us, they don't like us. Coming here ambiguously is a bit abnormal!"

"No!" Grandma held up a finger, her face mysterious. "I work at Red Romance and I'm very well-informed. It's said that the old city lord is getting old and doesn't have many years left. Once the old city lord is gone, the Northern Federation headquarters, which is thousands of miles away, is currently under attack by the three royal families. They simply don't have time to care about us."

The three deputy city lords and the seven major families in the city will surely fight to the death, with blood flowing like rivers and corpses piled up.

Mid-sized families like the Ling family will inevitably become cannon fodder, so they need to seize every available resource.

Ah Ming, how was my analysis?

"That's amazing! Grandma actually has such a source of information." Zhou Ming gave a thumbs up, then asked curiously, "Are there three deputy city lords and seven major families in the city? What level of families are the Su family and the Chen family?"

Grandma squinted: "The Chen family and the Ling family are about the same, middle-class families, while the Su family is at the very bottom of the seven great families!"

"Families and all that? So boring. How could such a thing exist in a world like this? If I'm really pushed to the limit, I'll create one myself someday!"

Zhou Ming lay down lazily.

With three deputy city lords and seven major families, just how many experts are there in this city? Isn't the highest level supposed to be the peak of level seven?

At this moment, her mother, Zhou Ying, approached and asked worriedly, "Are we sure we can skip going to Black Wind Mountain tomorrow? Are you sure you can handle it?"

Zhou Ming gave an OK sign: "Don't worry!"