In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

In the dim morning light, Xu Luyou was pruning plum branches in the yard.

Last night's red candle burned out, leaving only a few drops of red tears solidified on the candlestick.

With a smile on her lips, she stroked the white jade hairpin in her hair with her fingertips - that was the one Li Zimo had put on her this morning.

"My lady, you got up so early." Li Zimo hugged her from behind and kissed her neck.

Xu Luyou was about to respond when the gate of the courtyard was suddenly slammed loudly.

"Old Xu! Open the door!" It was the voice of the fat old man from yesterday. "I've brought my granddaughter to see you!"

Li Zimo and Xu Luyou looked at each other in surprise.

The old man was very drunk last night and is probably still sleeping soundly now.

When the door opened, the fat president strode in, dragging a girl in red.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a tight-fitting outfit that outlined her slim figure. She had a short sword on her waist and her ponytail was tied up high, looking very heroic.

"This is my granddaughter, Xiao Yuyao." The fat president patted his round belly, his eyes glancing straight into the room, "That... Li kid, yesterday's wine..."

Before he finished speaking, a thin old man led a girl in a blue skirt in.

The young woman had a gentle demeanor, holding a scroll in her hand. She bowed to the two of them and said, "My name is Su Qingya, and I'm honored to meet Mr. Li and Miss Xu."

Xu Luyou's eyes widened, and the pair of scissors in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

She never thought that these two old guys actually took the joke that grandpa made at the dinner table yesterday seriously!

"What are you doing..." Her voice trembled and she leaned closer to Li Zimo unconsciously.

The fat president rubbed his hands together and smiled flatteringly: "Didn't Old Xu say yesterday that he wanted to get married? Old Su and I brought our granddaughter here! As for the betrothal gift... hehe, it's that thousand-year-old spiritual wine..."

"Grandpa!" Xiao Yuyao stamped her feet in anger. "What did you promise me last night? Didn't you say you were just here to have a drink?"

Su Qingya's face flushed, and she gently tugged at the thin old man's sleeve: "Grandpa, this is so rude..."

The two old men turned a deaf ear and stared at Li Zimo eagerly.

Li Zimo coughed lightly and was about to speak when a powerful pressure from the King of Martial Arts suddenly erupted in the courtyard!

Xu Luyou's spiritual energy surged throughout her body, her pink skirt fluttering in the wind, and a dangerous light flashed in her eyes: "Seniors, this joke is not funny."

Xiao Yuyao and Su Qingya took a step back at the same time, looks of shock on their faces.

They were all at the warrior level, and they were a little breathless under this pressure.

"Wu...Wu Wang?!" The fat president's eyes widened, "Girl, when did you..."

The thin old man's expression also changed, and he quickly waved his hands: "Don't get excited, Xu girl, we were just joking..."

"Really?" Xu Luyou sneered, his pressure increasing by another three points. "Then the jokes are over now, please go back."

Just when the atmosphere was tense, the old man came out of the house rubbing his eyes: "What are you arguing about so early in the morning..."

After seeing the situation in the courtyard clearly, he was immediately happy, "Hey, Old Xiao and Old Su, did you really send your granddaughter here?"

"Grandpa!" Xu Luyou was so angry that tears were about to fall, "They...they..."

The old man laughed heartily and put his arm around his granddaughter's shoulders: "Silly girl, they're just teasing you! These two old guys are just craving for wine and can't bring themselves to ask for it directly, so they're doing this."

Then he winked at his two old friends and said, "Is that so?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The fat president nodded vigorously, "We just came here to ask for a drink..."

The thin old man also hurriedly agreed: "By the way, let the two girls meet the new son-in-law of the Xu family..."

Xu Luyou was skeptical, but his pressure subsided a little.

Li Zimo stepped forward at the right moment and took out two jars of spirit wine from his storage ring: "Since you two elders have come from afar, I shall entertain you."

As soon as the wine jar appeared, the courtyard was filled with fragrance.

The fat president's eyes widened. He grabbed a jar, broke the seal, and drank it all in one gulp: "Good wine! Good wine!"

The thin old man was more polite. He took out the jade cup he carried with him and tasted it slowly, squinting his eyes and looking intoxicated.

Xiao Yuyao and Su Qingya stood there awkwardly, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Seeing this, Xu Luyou softened her heart a little: "Sisters, please don't stand there. Come in and sit down."

As the aroma of tea wafted in the air, the three girls gradually became familiar with each other.

Xiao Yuyao is straightforward and excited when talking about the interesting things she experienced in the mercenary guild; Su Qingya is gentle and intellectual, and her conversation shows the upbringing of a scholarly family.

"Sister Xu is so lucky." Su Qingya chuckled softly, "Mr. Li is a handsome man with a high level of cultivation."

Xiao Yuyao asked curiously, "Sister, you were able to become a Martial King at such a young age. What's your secret?"

Xu Luyou's pretty face turned red, and she stammered and couldn't answer.

Li Zimo came to the rescue at the right time: "Lu You is extremely talented and has a famous teacher to guide him."

In the yard, three old men were already drunk and staggering.

The fat guild leader hugged the wine jar and muttered, "Little Li...hiccup...how much wine do you have left? I'll trade you a guild mission..."

The thin old man also said with a big tongue: "I...you can choose any of the pornographic secret books in my library..."

The old man was very proud: "How is it? My grandson-in-law is awesome, right?"

As the sun rose higher, Xiao Yuyao stood up and said goodbye: "Grandpa, it's time for us to go back."

The fat president held on to the empty wine jar and refused to let go: "Drink...drink some more..."

"Grandpa Xiao!" Xiao Yuyao grabbed the wine jar, dragged Grandpa out, and said, "What a disgrace!"

Su Qingya also helped her grandfather up and smiled apologetically at the two of them: "I'm sorry for bothering you today. I'll come to apologize another day."

After seeing off the guests, the courtyard finally became quiet.

The old man burped and patted Li Zimo on the shoulder: "Boy, you handled it well..." After that, he staggered back to his room to catch up on his sleep.

Xu Luyou let out a long sigh and collapsed in Li Zimo's arms: "I was scared to death... I thought it was really going to..."

"What do you really want?" Li Zimo scratched her nose, "A concubine?"

"You dare!" Xu Luyou pretended to bite him, but he lowered his head and sealed her lips.

After a moment of lingering, she suddenly looked up as if she remembered something: "By the way, how much wine do you have left?"

Li Zimo smiled mysteriously: "Enough to drink for a hundred or eighty years."

"That won't do!" Xu Luyou said anxiously, "Don't take it out casually in the future! Otherwise, all the girls in the city will come to you!"

Seeing her jealous look, Li Zimo couldn't help laughing and picked her up sideways: "As you wish, my lady. But now...should we continue what we did last night?"

"Ah! Put me down!" Xu Luyou screamed, but he held her even tighter.

The sunlight shines through the window screens, giving the new house a golden edge.

The plum blossoms in the courtyard are quietly blooming, and the fragrance is floating in the air.

......

The vermilion lacquered gate of the Mercenary Guild's inner courtyard slowly closed behind the four people.

As Xiao Yuyao let go of her grandfather's hand, the fat president, who was originally staggering, suddenly straightened his back, and the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared instantly.

The thin old man beside him also shook off his granddaughter's support, and a faint light of the Qingxin Jue flashed between his fingers.

"Grandpa? You..." Xiao Yuyao's red lips opened slightly.

The fat president grabbed his granddaughter's wrist with such force that it left a red mark on her snowy skin. "Let's talk inside."

His voice was no longer as vague as before, and each word hit the ground like an iron nail.

As soon as the door to the inner courtyard secret room closed, the thin old man smashed the teacup on the table and said, "King Wu! That girl was only at the seventh level of martial arts apprentice three days ago!"

The flying porcelain pieces brushed against the hem of Su Qingya's skirt, scaring her so much that she took a half step back.