Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Chapter 883 Heartfelt Thanks

Xu Jianren's voice seemed to solidify into a pair of large hands in the air, slapping Cui Liangzhi's face repeatedly.

The Prince of Wu not only refused to cooperate with him, but also thought he was a fool.

First, his reproductive organs were severed, then he spent all the money in his family, and finally he lost the opportunity to cooperate with the Prince of Wu.

Cui Liangzhi, who was once at the height of his power, suddenly fell into a deep abyss and never recovered!

If he has a better mindset, he might be able to exchange 10,000 shi of grain for some silver and live comfortably for the rest of his life. If he has a bad mindset, he might fall ill and never recover.

Judging from the current situation, Cui Liangzhi is more inclined to believe the latter, and he has collapsed helplessly on the ground.

"Young Master, don't scare me." Holding the unconscious Cui Liangzhi in his arms, the butler broke out in a cold sweat.

This might be the last time the master and servant had any contact, since the Cui family no longer had the ability to hire servants.

"Lord City Lord, we've come to discuss the specifics of Anji Academy," Xu Jianren said respectfully.

"My son-in-law is friends with your boss?" the Lord of Weinan asked curiously.

Xu Jianren smiled but did not answer, only vaguely worried for Lin Ping. If he really became the son-in-law of the city lord's mansion, he was afraid that he would not have a good life in the future.

Since the other party did not want to answer, the Lord of Weinan City would not ask any further questions.

On the other hand, Lin Ping had already fled into the city lord's mansion, his head covered in sweat.

"Whew, finally shaken them off! My lightness skill is unmatched in the world!" Lin Ping said, patting his chest.

"Little brother, who are you trying to shake off?" A seductive voice came from behind Lin Ping.

The reason Zhang Yuelu didn't chase after him closely was because she returned to her residence a step ahead of him.

For some reason, she wasn't worried at all that Lin Ping would take the opportunity to escape, and instead waited confidently in the city lord's mansion.

"Who else can we get rid of? Of course, it's that idiot Cui Liangzhi. From today onwards, he can forget about bothering my sister again," Lin Ping said in a cheeky tone.

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yuelu suddenly lowered her voice and spoke seriously in front of Lin Ping.

Feeling the heartfelt gratitude from the other party, Lin Ping felt somewhat uncomfortable. Zhang Yuelu was an assassin from the Nightmare Palace, completely different from the beautiful woman in front of him.

"If you really want to thank me, then kill fewer people," Lin Ping said earnestly.

He wouldn't command the other person from a superior position; he only hoped to offer advice as a friend.

"I will," Zhang Yuelu said earnestly.

Her initial purpose in joining the Nightmare Palace was to make money. Now that she has food and the Anji Academy has been established, everything is slowly getting back on track, and she no longer needs to kill people.

"You're being so hesitant and indecisive, you don't look like an assassin at all. Hurry up and go inside to practice your skills," Lin Ping said with some dissatisfaction.

“Oh…” Zhang Yuelu answered subconsciously, without any intention of refuting.

Until midnight, the two, who had been struggling with their cultivation, were drenched in sweat, but also felt incredibly refreshed.

Lin Ping felt a warm current coursing through his body, and his veins were rapidly expanding, making the water in the small puddle seem even deeper.

"Congratulations on successfully advancing to the peak of the fourth stage," Zhang Yuelu said in a weak voice.

Although her skills are constantly improving, she is unable to break through in a short period of time because her original strength was too great.

"Is this what it feels like to be at the peak of the fourth stage? It's a feeling of looking down on the world. I could definitely smash a bull's head with this punch."

Lin Ping was intoxicated by the power he possessed and couldn't wait to fight Li Hai.

"Don't be fooled by the illusion of your body. Only when you reach the fifth dan can you be considered a true master. You are still far from that level."

Zhang Yuelu said irritably, pouring cold water on him without any mercy.

"Will you die if you don't expose someone's weaknesses every day? Can't you pretend once in a while?"

After being exposed as his original form, Lin Ping was extremely unhappy.

He has only improved by a small level and has not yet entered the ranks of experts, so he has no reason to be arrogant.

"Would it be alright if we stayed here?" Zhang Yuelu suddenly asked, her tone pleading.

Zhang Yuelu was conflicted. The more outstanding Lin Ping was, the less likely he was to stay here forever. It was precisely because of his excellence that Zhang Yuelu was even more reluctant to let him leave.

"You make it sound like I can run away," Lin Ping said resentfully, pouting.

These words not only answered Zhang Yuelu's question but also defused the awkward situation.

Zhang Yuelu chuckled: "You didn't want to run away, I didn't tie you up."

This is not only an explanation, but also a hint.

Lin Ping has a chance to run away anytime he wants.

However, through tonight's cultivation, Lin Ping unexpectedly discovered a problem: Zhang Yuelu was not as hardworking as before and would not show him her weakest side.

Perhaps Zhang Yuelu had already considered letting Lin Ping go, but she has now dismissed that idea.

The reason is simple: Lin Ping was previously used as a tool for practicing martial arts and was dispensable to Zhang Yuelu, but now Lin Ping has become her emotional support and it is difficult for her to escape.

"I shouldn't have been so kind," Lin Ping said pitifully.

Thinking of the smiling faces of tens of thousands of people, Lin Ping had no regrets.

Meanwhile, inside the Cui residence, Cui Liangzhi had awakened in agony countless times, and fallen into a deep sleep in agony countless times.

"Lin Ping, I will never forgive you! If I don't get rid of you in this life, I, Cui Liangzhi, swear I will never be a man!" Cui Liangzhi said through gritted teeth after spitting out another mouthful of black blood.

"Young Master, perhaps we can use the law to get rid of Lin Ping openly and legitimately," the butler whispered in Cui Liangzhi's ear.

“Great idea! Let’s do it this way! I’ll go to my uncle’s house first thing tomorrow morning.” Cui Liangzhi revealed his sinister intentions.

The next morning, Cui Liangzhi sneaked off to the county government office.

"Zhi'er, what happened to you? Why are you covered in blood?" the magistrate asked in alarm.

"Uncle, you must stand up for me..."

With tears streaming down his face, Cui Liangzhi recounted everything that had happened in the past few days.

"How dare you hit my nephew, Wang Peng? This is outrageous!" The magistrate roared in fury, his face contorted with murderous intent.

He wasn't just seeking revenge for Cui Liangzhi; he also wanted to completely thwart the Weinan City Lord's plan and prevent him from winning over the people and making a comeback.

This is the duty of a county magistrate!

"Does Zhi'er have a good plan?" Wang Peng asked eagerly.

He knew that his nephew was cautious in his actions, and since he dared to come to him for help, he must have come up with a complete plan. Their extinction would not violate the law.

Cui Liangzhi put his mouth close to Wang Peng's ear and mumbled something incoherently.

Wang Peng's eyes gleamed, and he even wanted to give his nephew, who was full of mischief, a thumbs up.

At this very moment, Lin Ping was fast asleep, unaware that Cui Liangzhi and Wang Peng had already devised a plan to deal with him.

A sneeze!

Lin Ping suddenly woke up from his sleep, only to find Zhang Yuelu still fast asleep on his arm.

"No, someone is trying to harm me. I can't just sit here and wait to die!" Lin Ping's powerful sixth sense reminded him that he should fight.