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

When it comes to hype, if Lin Ping is second, probably no one would dare to claim to be first.

Back then, he was surrounded by onlookers because of his ugly appearance, and in the end, he shamelessly raised the banner of charging a fee, euphemistically calling it: appreciation fee.

Now, Lin Ping has grown into a handsome man, with attendants supporting him and a leader clearing the way. What a grand display he has! If he doesn't put on a grand show, he wouldn't be considered a proper spendthrift.

After much anticipation, Lin Ping finally appeared, squinting his eyes as he surveyed his surroundings, looking down upon all the heroes of the world with an air of superiority.

Li Mingxuan was a master at reading people's expressions. He shielded Lin Ping from the sun with both hands while walking confidently through the crowd.

This means that although I am a servant of the city lord and have a noble status, I am still worlds apart from this gentleman.

And so, the six of them stood upright in the bustling city, creating quite a striking sight.

The onlookers discussed the matter more intensely, mostly expressing envy.

The six men stood in a row, with Lin Ping and Li Mingxuan in the middle, Da Niu and Er Niu beside them, and Da Li and Er Li on either side, practically dominating the entire street.

"Shall we go?" Li Mingxuan asked with a fawning smile.

"Let's go!" Lin Ping nodded and was the first to take a step.

The six men walked with their heads held high and chests out, exuding a powerful and imposing aura. However, Lin Ping was not entirely satisfied and instructed, "Heads up, stride broadly, shrug your shoulders, and turn your toes outwards!"

Li Mingxuan and the others memorized these nine key words and quickly got into character.

Lin Ping, you're really going to walk sideways! Li Mingxuan admired him three times in his heart. As the chief attendant of the city lord's mansion, he had never felt so good. This was the right way to walk.

"Young Master, what kind of gait is this?" Li Mingxuan's face was full of curiosity; he was simply amazed by this!

"It's called... 'ruthless towards family,' that's right, it's the 'ruthless towards family' gait!" Lin Ping answered confidently.

The sight of six people standing in a row was already eye-catching, but their arrogant gait immediately made them the focus of everyone's attention.

If ordinary people walked like that, they would either be ridiculed or insulted, and might even be beaten.

Lin Ping is different! He works for the City Lord's Mansion, and his every move can serve as a role model for the common people.

As a result, many people followed behind them and imitated them in a very convincing way, and immediately felt refreshed.

Lin Ping loved the feeling of being admired, and he was immediately delighted. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Brother Ping can not only walk the runway, but also sing, dance, and rap. He'll teach you guys basketball sometime..."

He even knows the Susan Six Styles!

The streets of Jiangchengfu are wide and the traffic is usually smooth even with many people traveling, but now there is congestion.

Lin Ping was the son-in-law of the city lord's mansion, a man of noble status. Even without two foremen clearing the way, the pedestrians in front of him voluntarily stepped aside to the sides.

However, an elderly man with a hunched back was slowly walking towards him, pushing a wheelbarrow in the middle of the road.

The wooden cart was loaded with wood, making each step particularly difficult for the old man. He naturally recognized Lin Ping's distinguished status and hurriedly veered to the left.

However, the goods on the wooden cart were too heavy, and it quickly lost its balance. The old man staggered a few steps and was finally crushed under the cart, letting out a scream.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Beside the old man was a girl who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was pretty, but her eyes were empty and lifeless. She was extremely anxious after hearing the old man's screams, and her two fair hands groped around haphazardly.

"Serves him right, who told that old man to block the young master's way!"

Li Mingxuan spoke in a condescending manner, even wanting to spit on the old man a few times to teach him a lesson so that he would avoid the people from the City Lord's Mansion in the future!

Lin Ping felt a pang of sympathy and really wanted to slap Li Mingxuan a few times. They were the ones who were acting arrogantly and domineeringly, yet they turned around and bit others.

But Lin Ping can't fight. If he does, Li Mingxuan will definitely mistakenly think he's not a spendthrift.

Now he needs to maintain his profligate son persona in the city lord's mansion in order to keep the city lord from being wary of him and to continue completing his mission.

Therefore, he must maintain the image of a spendthrift son at all times.

If he really messes things up one day and gets killed by the city lord, then his mission will be accomplished.

"So, being a bad guy isn't easy after all..."

Lin Ping felt a pang of emotion. In his previous lives, although he wasn't necessarily a good person, he mostly opposed court officials. But in this life, in order to maintain his status as a spendthrift, he had to make things difficult for ordinary people.

Lin Ping was certainly not that kind of person; he wanted to help the elderly in a special way.

He used his X-ray vision to examine the old man's injuries and discovered that the old man had a minor fracture in his right leg, which could lead to long-term health problems if not treated promptly.

The people were simple and honest. Several strong young men quickly surrounded the old man and shouted, "Let's work together to push the wooden cart away and rescue him!"

Upon hearing this, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl next to him panicked. She roughly guessed her father's situation, and tears streamed down her face.

Although these people meant well, Lin Ping knew they would only make things worse.

"Absolutely not!" Lin Ping shouted.

The men who were preparing to help knew Lin Ping's distinguished status and dared not disobey him. They could only stand there and watch the show.

Lin Ping didn't let anyone push the car away because he was afraid that the process might cause secondary injury to the elderly person.

So he first observed the old man's condition. It seemed that only his right leg was crushed by the car wheel, and he was still conscious. His spine should not have been injured.

Then, Lin Ping instructed Li Mingxuan and the others to move the wood off the cart, trying not to touch the wooden cart during the process, so as not to aggravate the old man's injuries.

After all the wood was moved, the cart was pushed away, and the old man let out several more screams.

Lin Ping activated the X-ray function again and examined the old man's injuries in detail. He found that the old man's right thigh had been fractured after being run over by a car wheel. Fortunately, the fracture ends were not completely broken or displaced, which is commonly known as a bone fracture and usually does not require surgical treatment.

Lin Ping found a dagger and cut open the old man's trouser leg. He found that there was no open wound, only a simple bone fracture. So he used what he had on hand, took two pieces of wood, one short and one long. He placed the short one on the inside of the thigh and the long one on the outside of the thigh, and tied them in with a cloth strip from the hip to the ankle to fix them.

Lin Ping was completely focused throughout the process, and his technique was skillful.

Li Mingxuan and the others stared blankly at Lin Ping, even having the illusion that this was really the famous spendthrift son of Jiangcheng.

After treating the old man's injuries, Lin Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said with concern, "Old man, don't get out of bed for the next few days, and don't do any heavy work. You'll be fully recovered in a month."

Lin Ping was originally a medical student with a heart for healing the sick and saving lives, and he did all this purely out of instinct.

He doesn't even seek reward; he's content as long as his patients recover.

In an instant, thunderous applause erupted around them, and everyone praised Lin Ping's merits, even saying that the city lord had a worthy successor.

"Is there a successor? This is outrageous!"

Lin Ping then realized his wasteful nature and, seeing the surprised looks on Li Mingxuan's and the others' faces, immediately regretted his actions.

I am a spendthrift with no ambition, how could I possibly have a heart that loves the people?

Lin Ping shook his head in distress: It's not easy to be a good person, but it's even harder to be a bad person!