After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Yin Mo felt a headache coming on. If this stupid younger brother didn't want to use his husband as bait, he should have just said so.

Isn't she afraid of driving her husband away with such an argument?

Before Yin Cheng could speak, Lin Nian continued, "That's right, I'm just your concubine, so naturally I'm not worthy of being in a respectable position."

That tone of her voice was filled with as much resentment as possible.

If he hadn't regained his memory, Yin Cheng might have actually been fooled by his wife's acting skills.

He blurted out instinctively, "How could I possibly let you become my concubine!"

Lin Nian snorted, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "I'm ugly, you know."

"Alright, I'll feel guilty if you keep talking about it," Yin Cheng said. "I'll go, it's no big deal, I'll just stab them all."

"Leave them alive," Yin Mo said calmly.

"I'll try my best?"

"must."

Yin Cheng pursed his lips; his brother was as unreasonable as ever.

The village chief hesitated for a moment, then said, "Shuisheng, Zhuge'er just said that there are about forty or fifty people on the other side."

Bamboo Brother is an ugly husband.

A quarter of an hour ago, he walked into the courtyard and revealed everything that Ma Erquezi had done, including the fact that the people of Longhu Village were now squatting not far away.

The village chief said, "Let's go together; it's always better to have more people than to be taken advantage of."

He had originally intended to recruit Hai Shier, but then he remembered that a city thug like him wouldn't be cheap...

Their village wasn't exactly poor, but it wasn't particularly wealthy either.

It's best to avoid spending money on this kind of thing... If that's not possible, the dozens of households in the village can pool their money and probably raise enough to hire thugs.

Yin Cheng was unaware that the village chief had already been thinking very far ahead.

He waved his hand, "No need, it's just a few rotten fish and shrimp, we don't need so many people."

The village chief tried to say a few more words of advice, but the courtyard gate was kicked open.

Yin Cheng stepped aside to block his wife and children.

The members of Dragon Tiger Stronghold swaggered in, carrying swords and knives.

The village chief, feigning ignorance, asked, "Who are you? What are you doing at my house?"

One of the bandits said, "Your grandpa is Sang Biao of Longhu Mountain, remember that."

A sneer reached the bandits' ears.

Seeing that the bandits' eyes were all on him, Yin Cheng quickly suppressed his smile and said, "Excuse me, please continue."

The man in the lead was no more than 1.5 meters tall. Although he had a face full of fat, he looked quite comical because he was so short.

Yin Cheng wanted to laugh again.

"If you know what's good for you, hand over your gold and silver treasures, and I'll spare your life." The bandit's tone shifted abruptly, "But if you dare resist, don't blame my blade for being merciless!"

Yin Cheng held back for a long time, but he couldn't help it anymore. He turned around, hugged his wife, and laughed, "Niannian, you probably don't understand what I'm laughing at. It's just too authentic, hahaha, it fits my stereotype of bandits."

Lin Nian patted the man's back speechlessly, "You're pressing on the baby."

Pearl was squeezed so much that she started clenching her little fists in anger.

Yin Cheng quickly rubbed his son's little body and apologized, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright, baby?"

Pearl pouted, hugged her little daddy's neck, and huffed at him.

Feeling ignored, the leader became angry, then saw Lin Nian's face clearly.

He immediately stopped being angry and stared intently at Lin Nian, as if he wanted to devour him whole.

"My beauty..."

Lin Nian smiled gently and asked, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

"Beautiful." The leader swallowed hard. "My beauty, you'll be my husband, and I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury from now on."

Lin Nian glanced at her man, her meaning quite clear, as if asking in return: Am I not good-looking?

Yin Cheng pinched his wife's cheek and whispered in her ear, "My wife is of course the most beautiful."

Lin Nian was finally satisfied. He nudged the man and said, "Go and deal with them."

Yin Cheng subconsciously touched his wrist, only to realize that he hadn't brought the Flowing Shadow Blade with him today. He sighed.

"twelve."

Hai Shier immediately drew his sword and rushed over.

In no time, forty or fifty bandits were all lying on the ground.

People with legitimate martial arts lineages rarely become outlaws.

Even if they were bandits, they would still uphold the principles of loyalty and righteousness, and would never go down the mountain to burn, kill, or plunder.

Such low-class bandit gangs are mostly composed of local thugs and ruffians who have been expelled from the area.

Aside from having a large and powerful force, they are helpless against even a slightly skilled fighter.

After knocking the man down, Hai Shier also closed the courtyard gate.

He stood guard at the door, waiting for Yin Cheng's next instructions.

Yin Cheng: "..." I just wanted to ask if I could borrow your knife for a moment...

Yin Cheng had originally wanted to impress his wife, but his subordinates stole the spotlight, leaving him feeling quite dejected.

Sometimes, having subordinates with too much drive to execute tasks can be a problem.

Yin Mo stepped forward, looked at the bandit writhing on the ground in pain, and sighed almost imperceptibly.

He asked the leader, "How long have you been bandits?"

The leader was about to stomp on his head when he saw Bai Yuchen walk over and spread his hands to him.

Yin Mo nodded.

Bai Yuchen stuffed the pill into the leader's mouth, and then, without anyone knowing which acupoint he pressed, the leader swallowed the pill that he was about to spit out.

He couldn't stop gagging, and when he realized he couldn't vomit the pills, he turned ashen-faced.

It was already embarrassing enough that so many people couldn't beat one guy, but now they were forced to swallow pills.

The chief had never been this disheveled since he established Dragon Tiger Stronghold.

He soon learned the effects of the pill.

Yin Mo practically asked him about his ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Zhang Huailing," Yin Mo said, "take them to Hongfeng County. I want to see what kind of tricks are going on here."

"Yes."

The villagers of Douzi Village, who had originally planned to carry hoes and fight the bandits to the death, were now dumbfounded.

The village chief, in particular, pulled Yin Cheng aside, saying, "Shuisheng."

Yin Cheng was puzzled.

The village chief asked, "How much did you pay to hire these twelve young brothers?"

Yin Cheng said, "...I don't remember. What's wrong?"

The village chief said, "He did our village a great favor today. He not only got rid of the wild boar for us, but also saved us from the bandits. We should thank him."

"No need, he does good deeds anonymously."

The village chief said, "How could I possibly accept that..."

Yin Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry about such a small thing. Alright, let's go back."

The village chief nodded. "Be careful on your way back tonight."

Yin Cheng waved his hand, returned to his wife's side, and whispered, "Niannian, come with me."

Lin Nian, confused, left the courtyard with the man while holding Pearl.

On the other side, Zhang Huailing found some hemp rope and tied everyone together.

The village chief's family didn't have enough hemp rope, so the villagers voluntarily went home and brought all the hemp rope they had.

The group of people were eventually temporarily detained in an empty house next to the ancestral hall.

Yin Mo chatted with several elders and gained a preliminary understanding of the true situation in Red Maple County.