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

boom boom boom...

In a flash, sparks flew everywhere, and the crowd could vaguely see a black afterimage and Jiang Yunying's various flexible figures. Only the cold light emitted by the swords was clear and dazzling.

According to the ancients' calculations, one charge counts as one round. A normal person can only make one move in one round, but Jiang Yunying and her opponent each made five moves, which clearly shows that they are both top-level masters.

Everyone was stunned by the dazzling sword moves, especially those who had learned martial arts, who were terrified.

Are these two even human?

It's practically comparable to an immortal ascending to heaven.

Lin Ping slunk back more than ten steps, naturally fearing that the other party would break through Jiang Yunying's defenses and attack him. That gleaming Embroidered Spring Blade was no joke; it only took out chickens...

"break!"

Faced with attacks from all directions, Jiang Yunying remained calm and composed. Her sharp sword blade sliced ​​through the air, creating a lotus flower shape. With a soft shout, she forcefully forced the dark figure back.

The Imperial Guards hadn't expected Jiang Yunying to have such strength. Their Embroidered Spring Blade felt like it was striking a mountain, and they were jolted back by a powerful force. Jiang Yunying's lithe body tumbled three times in the air before finally landing unsteadily on the ground.

"This woman lost?"

Seeing that the other person took three steps back after landing, Lin Ping was overjoyed and shouted, "Wife, beat her up!"

"...Uh..." Jiang Yunying lowered her head awkwardly. She really wanted to distance herself from Lin Ping. Her competition with him was a gentlemanly contest, and she stopped when she had made her point. Since he had already lost, there was no reason for her to be aggressive.

"Your Highness is indeed a heroine among women; I, Xia Linglong, greatly admire her." Sheathing her embroidered spring knife, the other woman clasped her hands in a fist salute, then frowned slightly, adding, "However, Your Highness's standards for a husband seem a little...too low!"

Xia Linglong and Jiang Yunying could be considered to have a mutual respect for each other. She admired Jiang Yunying's martial arts skills and character, but she couldn't understand why such a heroine would marry a spendthrift like Lin Ping.

Xia Linglong spoke her name very softly, and only Jiang Yunying could hear her clearly. She immediately looked at the other woman's figure in surprise, then glared angrily at her husband, thinking: "Captain Xia, go and teach my lewd husband a lesson. I will not even blink an eye."

Jiang Yunying naturally wanted to protect Lin Ping's image, and said seriously, "My husband is just a bit of a playboy, but he has many good qualities that Captain Xia can discover over time."

You're telling me that Lin Ping has any redeeming qualities?

Is launching a sneak attack in public a good thing?

Is being petty and narrow-minded a virtue?

Aside from being somewhat handsome, this guy probably doesn't have any redeeming qualities.

Xia Linglong thought to herself: I feel disgusted just looking at this guy, I have no desire to slowly discover his good points.

"How about that? Now you know how amazing my wife is, right? Can I examine the body now?" Lin Ping swaggered over with a smug grin, looking utterly irritating.

Jiang Yunying's eyeliner darkened, and she said in a low voice, "Captain Xia, Yunying takes back what she just said..."

Xia Linglong knew she was no match for Lin Ping and had no reason to stop him. The Prefect of Huai'an also obediently stepped aside, as this was, after all, the territory of the city lord, and he could not overstep his bounds.

“Your Excellency, it seems your commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard is unreliable. Moreover, this is only one-tenth of my wife’s strength; her feet have never left the ground!” Lin Ping said mercilessly as he approached the governor.

The Prefect of Huai'an was furious, his face flushed red. He glared at Lin Ping through gritted teeth, wishing he could tear him apart with his bare hands.

Lin Ping's words are vicious and venomous, each one a thorn in the heart.

The reason why the Prefect of Huai'an dared to openly participate in this matter was that he wanted Xia Linglong to be his shield, but he did not expect that Xia Linglong would also back down.

Moreover, judging from the contest between the two just now, Jiang Yunying's martial arts skills have reached an unfathomable level, and he has to reassess the strength of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Husband, would it kill you to be a little more modest?" Jiang Yunying glanced at Lin Ping but didn't say anything.

She hadn't used her full power just now, but she still had at least a third of her strength, which Lin Ping had exaggerated to one-tenth.

Xia Linglong frowned, her expression not looking too good. Judging from the moves alone, she hadn't lost just now, barely managing to hold her own against Jiang Yunying. But the fact that Jiang Yunying's feet hadn't even left the ground was enough to show that she was holding back.

Although Xia Linglong was somewhat reckless, she was self-aware enough to know that continuing the fight would only make her lose even more embarrassingly.

After Lin Ping's efforts, the situation has improved slightly. At least the case has been taken over by the City Lord's Mansion, and the Prefect of Huai'an can only supervise from the sidelines.

Lin Ping took two steps forward, and even before he got close, he could smell a strong odor of alcohol, which was obviously coming from the deceased.

"A brilliant frame-up!" Lin Ping commented, even wanting to applaud the enemy.

Normally, ordinary people are not allowed to enter the main city at will, especially when it is late at night. If they insist on forcing their way in, the private army has the right to shoot them with arrows.

However, these people were not ordinary people; they were disguised as drunkards, thus creating the illusion that several drunkards had mistakenly entered the main city and were shot dead.

Even if the crimes committed by private armies are not serious, they will still leave a bad reputation and even discourage people.

As the saying goes, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. Once the hearts of the people are lost, the city lord's mansion will not be far from destruction.

Thinking about it this way, the enemy's tactics were indeed insidious.

Jiang Yunying's beautiful eyes narrowed, her hand gripping the sword tightly, wishing she could chop the prefect down immediately, yet she couldn't produce a single piece of evidence.

Getting angry is bad for a woman's health and can even cause her to age prematurely. Lin Ping couldn't let his daughter get angry, so he took her hand in his and said affectionately, "Don't worry, my wife, your husband will definitely give the City Lord's Mansion justice."

Seeing Jiang Yunying's indignant expression, the prefect chuckled and rolled his eyes at the two of them, as if to say: Let's see what you can do.

Lin Ping responded with an even more sinister smile, took Jiang Yunying's hand, turned around and walked to the deceased's family members. He asked an old woman, "Auntie, what's your son's name?"

The old woman, who had been making a lot of noise but not actually crying, stopped sobbing, looked at Lin Ping with a puzzled expression, and then turned to look at the Prefect of Huai'an, as if to confirm something.

Lin Ping smiled slightly, seemingly expecting this outcome, but the other party's next response took him completely by surprise...

The old woman raised her wrinkled, withered face and said, "My son's name is Lin Ergou!"

puff……

Lin Ping spat out saliva mixed with thick phlegm, really wanting to spit it in the other person's face, but he managed to hold it in and suffer internal injuries.

She did it on purpose, using the opportunity to insult him...

From now on, apart from Master Ping, no one can have the surname Lin. Even if someone has the surname Lin, they can't be called by names like "cat" or "dog"! Lin Ping was a little frantic and vowed to prevent this from happening.