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

The two foremen saw through Lin Ping's cunning scheme and deliberately turned their heads away.

They were proper team leaders; how could they possibly hold a grudge against a young girl out of momentary anger, and they certainly wouldn't obey Lin Ping's orders.

In other words, the two are only responsible for protecting Lin Ping's safety and will not follow his orders.

"Not going to fight? Master Ping has plenty of ways to make you take action!"

Lin Ping sneered, "These two quiet types are disobedient. Little sister, help your big brother teach them a lesson."

It's okay if you guys don't listen, as long as Lin Xiaomei listens.

When a sword is pointed at your throat, let's see if you still fight.

Lin Ping gave a cold laugh.

Sure enough, just as Lin Xiaomei was about to make her move, the two gang leaders were already prepared.

This time, they were more careful and removed the scabbards beforehand to avoid the embarrassing situation of not being able to draw their swords.

Both gang leaders were skilled fighters, with strong physiques, straight backs, and fierce eyes glaring ahead. They had already won by a large margin in terms of sheer presence.

In contrast, Lin Xiaomei was much thinner.

But at the same time, she became much lighter and faster.

After doing two somersaults, Lin Xiaomei appeared in front of the two of them.

The two men drew their swords and punches with one hand each, blocking Lin Xiaomei's fierce swordsmanship before their fists were already close to her thin shoulders.

Lin Ping secretly regretted that he had let his sister put herself in danger. If that punch had landed on her shoulder, even if she wasn't seriously injured, she would have been in pain for a long time.

Lin Xiaomei showed no fear, and even revealed a smile that gradually widened. She suddenly lowered her body, slid past the two men's fists, and pressed her longsword against their blades, suddenly exerting force.

The two gang leaders were also skilled swordsmen, and most of their strength was concentrated on the hilts of their swords. However, they felt a terrifying pulling force, their palms went limp, and the swords slipped from their hands.

The next second, Lin Xiaomei was already standing steadily behind the two of them, her fingers forming a sword that pressed against their backs.

The two gang leaders were terrified, their longswords, which had slipped from their hands, were embedded three inches deep in the roof beam, demonstrating the immense strength of Lin Xiaomei.

In this way, the outcome will be clear.

With a single move, Lin Xiaomei defeated two gang leaders, demonstrating the vast difference in their strength. Lin Ping stood there dumbfounded, wondering to himself, "Could it be that what's written in martial arts novels is true? Does this girl have internal energy?"

"Not bad, not bad, it's probably almost as powerful as one of my brother's fingers."

Lin Ping smacked his lips and said shamelessly.

This guy's shamelessness is outrageous, but no one dares to call him out on it; they just watch him show off quietly.

Lin Xiaomei pouted and rolled her eyes at Lin Ping. She knew her brother's worth all too well, but she still happily replied, "Of course, I'm the pure white lotus of the Heavenly Fire Hall!"

When the term "white lotus" is mentioned, Lin Xiaomei struts around proudly, much like a flower in the boundless spring sunshine.

White lotus?

Lin Ping's heart tightened; this was not a good name.

Lin Ping frowned, then replied with a grin, "White lotus isn't good. Can we please stop using that term from now on..."

To be honest, Lin Ping was scared. If Lin Xiaomei was really a white lotus flower with a kind exterior but a vicious interior, he would probably be the first person she wanted to harm.

The reason is simple: they were born to the same parents.

Why is Lin Ping being treated like royalty while she is being trampled underfoot?

In order to protect Lin Ping, she even had to cultivate diligently for three years.

Only she knows the hardships she endured over those three years.

Lin Xiaomei was puzzled by Lin Ping's words and tilted her head, saying, "What's wrong with white lotus? Those yellow lotus and blue lotus are fighting tooth and nail to be white lotus!"

Lin Ping was furious. He pointed at Lin Xiaomei's nose and said, "You brat, what? You dare to disobey me? I don't care about yellow lotus or blue lotus, you can't be a white lotus."

Lin Xiaomei was most afraid of Lin Ping getting angry, so she immediately compromised, as if she had made a mistake herself. She hung her head and answered softly, "Brother is right. I will definitely work hard to cultivate in the future and strive to become the Black Lotus!"

thump……

Lin Ping, who was about to stand up, suddenly felt weak in the knees and sat back down in the armchair.

Little sister, you're not so innocent anymore. You're being sarcastic and deliberately saying this to Lin Ping.

I can't stand even innocent, pure-hearted women, but you suddenly have a scheming, scheming woman out there? I can't live like this anymore.

Lin Ping simply shut up; if he kept asking, who knew what other nickname Lin Xiaomei might come up with.

Thinking of this, Lin Ping was secretly delighted. Fortunately, he had married into the city lord's mansion and escaped the clutches of Lin Xiaomei, that white lotus flower.

"The princess seems to be a black lotus flower..."

As he lay on the ground, Li Mingxuan muttered to himself, having overheard this word before.

This is a conspiracy to kill me, Lin Ping...

Lin Ping clutched his chest, which was throbbing with pain, and nearly coughed up blood.

Having just transmigrated, he naturally didn't know that both the black and white lotuses were levels within the Lotus Palace.

Lotus Palace is the largest sect in the Martial Kingdom, the embodiment of justice, and an essential path for women to learn martial arts.

Of course, Lotus Palace also accepts male disciples, but most men are focused on passing the imperial examinations and are unwilling to waste their time joining Lotus Palace.

Actually, the reason why Lin Xiaomei was able to easily defeat the two gang leaders was not because she was much stronger than them, but simply because she was more outstanding in one-on-one combat.

As the saying goes, there is a sequence to learning, and each profession has its own expertise.

The Lotus Palace cultivates swordsmanship, so their one-on-one combat ability is naturally quite remarkable.

The military examination tested horsemanship, archery, and brute strength, while one-on-one combat ability was not highly valued.

If they were to actually go to the battlefield, Lin Xiaomei might not necessarily kill more enemies than the two gang leaders.

However, this is not always the case. Some masters who have reached the Red Lotus or Black Lotus level are not only highly skilled in swordsmanship, but also in horsemanship and archery. They may even surpass the captain, captain, or even the commander of the guards in terms of strength and endurance.

Therefore, some court officials and even wealthy merchants would send their daughters to the Lotus Palace to cultivate themselves, hoping it would help their careers.

Jiang Yunying and Lin Xiaomei are both living examples, except that Jiang Yunying is more outstanding and went to the headquarters of Lotus Palace, while Lin Xiaomei only entered a nearby branch of Lotus Palace.

Lin Ping was too exhausted to discuss the Black and White Lotus issue any further. He only needed to understand that Lin Xiaomei could protect his safety.

In the blink of an eye, the sun set behind the western mountains, and the sky gradually darkened.

After disappearing for two hours, Da Niu finally managed to knock on the door with difficulty.

Dali and Xiao Lizi rushed out to help, and couldn't help but laugh when they saw how exhausted Da Niu was.

This guy is too obedient; he actually bought fifty taels of silver worth of food and wine.

He was pushing a wooden cart in front of him, and the food on the cart was higher than his head, completely blocking his view.

Da Niu's entire body was like a garbage can, with a live chicken hanging from one arm, a large piece of rib hanging from his neck, and even a piece of cured meat hanging from his ear. It was as if he wanted to tie a few green onions to every strand of his hair.

"Woo woo..." Da Niu mumbled incoherently, seemingly trying to express that he had completed his task.

Lin Ping scratched Da Niu's throat and produced three eggs covered in saliva, which restored the other man's ability to speak normally.