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

The backyard of Yingqing Tower.

Yin Cheng sat lazily to one side, while Lin Nian sat beside him embroidering.

The weather is sunny today, and it's comfortable under the shade of the trees.

They're supervising the construction.

Somodo was pulling the millstone while cursing and swearing in a foreign language, and not a single word was understandable.

Yin Cheng said, "Don't worry, Blood Drinker will be here soon. You can fight it however you want then."

Somodo snorted coldly.

This man from the Central Plains is the most cunning.

Yin Cheng was completely unfazed by the coldness of his foreign friends. He suddenly remembered something, "Hey, wasn't that challenge a fight to the death?"

Somodo then condescended to speak, "Of course it's a battle to the death, otherwise the warriors of Sapoji would never leave their homeland so easily."

Yin Cheng: "..." Well, what I feared most has come to pass.

Lin Nian paused in her embroidery. "Ah Cheng, in a life-or-death battle, does one of us have to die?"

Yin Cheng quickly came up with a solution: "Don't worry, we'll give him a laxative so he can't take the medicine."

Lin Nian's eyes widened. "Who are you giving it to?"

"Of course we'll force him to drink it," Yin Cheng said matter-of-factly. "What do their rules as江湖人 (jianghu people) have to do with us? I'm not some good person. We believe in all's fair in war, and we'll use any means necessary."

The code of honor among gangsters is something only the boss should consider.

He paused, feeling that this was not a good idea and could easily set a bad example for Yuanbao.

So he said, "Let Lan Shu come then, so everyone will be criticizing him."

Military advisors have always been criticized, and it's only right that they do.

Lin Nian: "..."

Lin Nian put down her needlework and put it in the basket, silently giving her husband a light punch. "Don't be silly."

Even though I knew he was joking, I still wanted to punch him.

So we absolutely have to hit him.

"Alright, alright, I'm not joking anymore," Yin Cheng said. "Wife, although, if this stubborn person insists on fighting with the boss, then it's inevitable that one of them will die."

Lin Nian frowned and sighed softly.

He also couldn't understand this kind of risky behavior.

I wonder how my older brother will handle this when he arrives.

At this moment, a guard came to report: "Master, we have intercepted a carrier pigeon belonging to the Southwest Army."

Yin Cheng said to his wife, "It's most likely a pearl."

He took the letter from the guard, unfolded it, and sure enough, it was true.

This handwriting is definitely my own son's!

Lin Nian sighed helplessly, "There really isn't any suspense at all."

The letter was brief and completely devoid of formalities.

We've arrived safely at Five Poison Fortress. Daddy, don't worry. I hope Little Daddy won't be angry. Love you all, *kissing sounds*

The book includes a large heart drawn by Princess Zhaoren herself.

"Now that we're at Huang Mao's house, there shouldn't be any danger." Yin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. This kid really gets bolder as he gets older.

Back then, my little one was just a little socially anxious. When he saw strangers, he would hide behind adults, as soft and fluffy as a little cake.

Unlike now, they only know how to make people angry.

Just then, Yuanbao ran over.

"Father, Father, Father, Father!"

Yin Cheng said, "You'd better have something to do."

Yuanbao said, "Another one."

"What?"

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At the entrance of Yingqing Tower, an elderly couple stood with their hands behind their backs.

The old man had a full head of white hair, a tree branch stuck in his hair, and his whole body was covered in dust and dirt. He had a look that said, "Keep away."

The old man, however, was dressed very neatly and respectably, with a smile on his face, and looked very kind and approachable.

Lin Erbai, despite his busy schedule, still had to find time to meet with his elder brother to resolve their past grievances. He was exhausted, but he still had to keep smiling.

"What brings you two here?"

"Where is Lin Siheng?" The old man not only looked unapproachable, but his voice also sounded very fierce.

Normally, Lin Er would definitely be polite and try not to offend anyone.

But times have changed. With such a capable son-in-law at home, it's better not to waste his talent.

Lin Er thought to himself that he still had to do business, so he led the old couple into the backyard.

Yin Cheng was being dragged forward by Yuanbao when he suddenly saw a fierce-looking old man glaring at him.

Yuanbao whispered, "It's them."

Yin Cheng raised an eyebrow.

He looks like a martial arts master.

Did they also receive some kind of challenge?

At his age, why is he still trying to pull off dangerous stunts with young people?

The old man asked gruffly, "Where is he?"

"Who should I look for?"

The old man said, "Find Lin Siheng. Go and call that kid out quickly."

He had barely finished speaking when his old husband punched him.

"Can't you speak properly?" The old man rolled his eyes. "I knew I shouldn't have brought you along. You're such an embarrassment."

Yin Cheng: "..."

Yin Cheng looked at the old man with a hint of sympathy and understanding.

They're both henpecked, so they can't be all that bad.

Lin Er chuckled and led the people to the pavilion, then ordered the servants to serve tea.

"Please have a seat, both of you."

The old man was easy to talk to and always had a smile on his face.

But the old man was very demanding; he complained about the heat one minute and the tea being too hot the next.

The old man smiled, his voice almost escaping between clenched teeth, "Try causing trouble again and see what happens!"

The old man immediately became obedient.

Yin Cheng sat opposite the two. Yuanbao originally wanted to join in the fun, but his little father ruthlessly took him away.

"What business do you two have with the younger generation?" Yin Cheng asked.

The old man said, "We are merely visiting the sons of an old friend."

Yin Cheng tentatively asked, "Just a visit?"

The old man slammed his hand on the stone table. "What do you mean by this?"

Before Yin Cheng could speak, the old man got angry, "Can't you speak properly? If you really can't, then go back."

He muttered to himself, "That old geezer, the more I look at him, the more annoyed I get."

Yin Cheng: "..."

Seeing the old man being lectured by his husband like a quail, not daring to refute at all, Yin Cheng felt even more sorry for him.

"How did you two learn of my junior's whereabouts?"

The old man said, "I didn't know that before, but I heard someone say that the Yellow Springs are here a few days ago, and I also saw Yingqing Tower, so I came to try my luck."

Judging from their words, the elderly couple seemed to know about the relationship between Lin Siheng and Ying Qinglou, and there was no hint of hostility in their speech...

It should be different from Somodo.

Yin Cheng asked, "Do you two know—"

Lin Siheng rushed up to the pavilion in a few strides, "Uncle Gu! I missed you so much!"

Upon hearing the voice, the old man's face immediately lit up with a smile. "Oh, you little rascal, it's been so long since I've seen you!"

He immediately noticed the injury on Lin Siheng's face. "Goodness, what happened?"

Lin Siheng said quietly, "Let bygones be bygones."

Old Gu Tou snorted viciously again.

"Oh, Uncle Gu is here too?" Lin Siheng was infuriating. "I didn't even notice you if you hadn't said anything."

"You little bastard, believe me or not, I'll beat you to death!"

Gu Fulang glanced sideways, and before he could say anything, Gu Laotou shut up.

"Uncle Gu, what are you doing here?" Lin Siheng asked in confusion.

Gu Fulang said, "It's the birthday of the youngest son of the Gongyang Manor Master at Qianhe Manor. I heard that most of the martial arts world has been invited. My wife and I also received an invitation, so we're going to the banquet."