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

Lin Yunting thought that it wouldn't be a big deal to let Han Ge'er live in the warehouse indefinitely.

After all, it was a place for storing weapons, so the conditions were rudimentary, especially the bed—it didn't look like a place where a person could sleep.

Lin Yunting said, "You can move into the bedroom."

Su Han blushed and refused, "No, you can't."

Lin Yunting said, "I don't usually come back, what are you afraid of?"

"..." Su Han silently lowered his head.

This person is so wicked. He just said he would take responsibility for him, but he hasn't mentioned once whether he will give him a proper title.

She definitely just wanted to keep him as a mistress.

Su Han thought to himself, "A mistress is fine. Once I've saved enough money, I'll leave! I'll go far away! Then I can live a good life on my own."

Lin Yunting said, "My monthly leave is not fixed, and sometimes I go on long trips and may not come back. If you need to find me, go to the Zhao residence and give me a message."

"Hmm..." Su Han lowered her head, seemingly listening attentively to the man, but in reality, she was already lost in her own thoughts.

Anyway, a man saved his life, and his body isn't that valuable. If a man wants it, he can just take it...

Lin Yunting led him to the octagonal cabinet, opened a small box containing a lot of loose silver.

"If you need money, come and get it yourself. The odd jobs at the restaurant are quite tiring, so you might as well not go."

Upon hearing this, Su Han shook his head repeatedly, "I...I want to make money."

He had finally found a job that required male servants, and he didn't want to give it up so easily.

Lin Yunting was just saying it casually and didn't make any forceful demands on him. "Alright, just take care of yourself."

Su Han pursed her lips, thinking: The loose silver in that box must weigh at least thirty taels. He didn't even hide it properly; if a thief broke into the house, he could easily steal it all.

Lin Yunting's route to the military camp happened to be on the same route as the restaurant where Su Han worked, so he led his horse and took Su Han there.

He originally wanted to take Su Han on horseback, but the little rabbit trembled at the slightest touch, let alone ride a horse with her.

After escorting Su Han to the back door of the restaurant and watching him go inside, Lin Yunting was just about to mount his horse when he suddenly overheard some gossip.

Su Han himself didn't care about those crude remarks; he simply pretended not to hear them.

Anyway, these people only dare to talk a big game, they don't dare to actually do anything to him.

He could tolerate it, but Lin Yunting couldn't.

What do you mean by "You have such a big butt and you won't let anyone touch it?" "Stop pretending to be innocent, you're obviously a slut."

Lin Yunting didn't consider himself a good person, but he had the utmost contempt for these cowardly bullies.

Su Han was picking vegetables when she suddenly heard someone shout, "Who are you! What do you want—ah!"

The sounds of banging and clanging continued incessantly, accompanied by cries of pain and pleas for mercy.

Su Han stood there dumbfounded, holding the rotten vegetable leaves, somewhat at a loss.

Lin Yunting tossed the men into a heap. Just then, the restaurant owner arrived and hurriedly asked, "Who's causing trouble?"

As soon as Lin Yunting turned around, the restaurant owner immediately recognized him.

"So it's Master Lin," the boss said. "I don't know what my men have done to offend Master Lin. I apologize to you and hope you'll be lenient for my sake."

Lin Yunting scoffed, "How much is your pride worth?"

Although the boss was humiliated, he showed no anger. Instead, he smiled obsequiously and said, "Fifth Master, please calm down, please calm down."

As he spoke, he kicked the men lying on the ground groaning in pain a few more times, muttering under his breath, "You audacious bunch, daring to offend Master Lin! You have some nerve!"

Lin Yunting said, "Stop pretending in front of me, you old fool. Let me tell you, Su Han is my betrothed. If he suffers even the slightest grievance here, I will not only smash up your shop, but your whole family will also suffer."

The boss was startled and looked at Su Han, who was completely petrified.

This country bumpkin is actually Lin Wu's husband? Then why did he withhold this guy's wages before...?

I thought I had found a cheap laborer, but I never expected that I would bring back an ancestor.

The shopkeeper quickly said, "Fifth Master, don't worry, your husband will absolutely not suffer any injustice while he's with me. If anyone dares to bully him, I, this old man, will risk my life to uphold justice for him."

Lin Yunting wasn't buying it.

"Old man, let me tell you. If I come back next time and my husband is missing even a single hair, you'd better watch out."

The boss smiled obsequiously for a long time, bowing and scraping, and making repeated assurances before Lin Yunting was finally somewhat satisfied.

Before leaving, Lin Yunting took off his waist tag and tied it to Su Han's belt.

"If anyone bullies you again in the future, just take my badge and go to the Zhao family for their support."

The fact that the Zhao family is in Wudu Fortress means that Zhao Lang is the supreme commander of the Southwest Army, and as everyone knows, Zhao Lang's husband is the holy son of the Atuna family.

The Artuna family is untouchable in the entire southwest; they are the masters of all poisons.

Upon seeing this, the shop owner was so frightened that his legs went weak.

Su Han's cheeks turned bright red, and she was completely speechless.

His mind went blank, except for Lin Yunting's words, "my husband."

They're not even married yet! This person! How could this person be like this! He caught us completely off guard.

Seeing that Su Han looked like he was about to be boiled alive, Lin Yunting sighed slightly, rubbed his head, and left the restaurant.

Seeing that the big Buddha statue had finally left, the boss breathed a long sigh of relief.

He glanced at his bruised and swollen-faced colleague and said, "You guys, of all people to mess with, you had to provoke that fiend Lin Wu."

One of them retorted, "He's just a thug, boss. Why are you so afraid of him? We have the county magistrate backing us; why should we be afraid of a mere officer in the Southwest Army?"

"You idiot, you almost caused a disaster, do you know that?" the boss said, exasperated. "You've been at Five Poisons Fortress for half a year now, and you haven't even inquired about this Master Lin?"

Su Han ignored them and sat down to slowly pick vegetables, but kept her ears perked up, listening to what the boss was saying.

The man covered his swollen face and said, "So what if they're brothers working for Zhao Lang? What's the big deal?"

"So you're destined to be a waiter your whole life," the boss said. "The Lin brothers are from a prominent family in the capital."

Upon hearing that they came from the capital, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the group. "Could it be that someone in the Lin family is an important official in the imperial court?"

The boss sighed, "If you weren't my nephew, I would have kicked you out long ago."

The group exchanged bewildered glances. The boss's nephew said, "Uncle, stop keeping us in suspense and just tell us."