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

Just as Lin Ping said, the guard spoke before the man had even opened his mouth, which was somewhat presumptuous of him to take over the conversation.

The guard was so frightened by the man's single glance that his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"You'd better pray that my fiancé will spare you," Xia Linglong said coldly, giving Lin Ping a good slap on the wrist.

Although Lin Ping is not her fiancé, pretending to be in a relationship with him is giving Lin Ping face, which is also giving face to herself.

"No one is allowed to get up without his order," the man said in a similarly cold voice, seemingly trying to curry favor with Xia Linglong.

He knew how stubborn his sister was, and if he didn't please her, it would be difficult to complete the mission. He couldn't very well bring back a corpse.

Lin Ping also snorted coldly and remained silent. If this guard hadn't been a eunuch, he would have cut off his testicles to eat with his wine.

Master Ping is a man of standing; how could he be bitten by a mad dog?

"Looks like Big Brother is going to have a serious talk with us?" Lin Ping said shamelessly, thinking that the other party would give him face.

"Little sister, I've heard there's a place called Mingyue Tower in Jiangcheng. Why don't we go there and have a proper talk?" The man still didn't look at Lin Ping.

Today, Mingyue Tower is quite famous, not only in Jiangcheng but also in Yingtian Prefecture, which is why the man knew of its existence.

It seems the man wanted to intimidate Lin Ping and force him to back down.

After all, Mingyue Tower is a gathering place for the rich, and it is even said to be a den of iniquity. If Lin Ping doesn't even have the ability to enter, how can he talk to me?

"You asked for this," Lin Ping muttered to himself, even anticipating the man's embarrassed expression.

Before long, the three arrived at the entrance of Mingyue Tower and were immediately attracted by the dazzling gold-plated characters.

"How impressive!" Lin Ping deliberately acted like a country bumpkin, and his shabby outfit made him seem out of place at Mingyue Tower.

The man glanced at Lin Ping unintentionally, and even a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Clearly, this person is very cunning; even though he has already regarded Lin Ping as an enemy, he acts as if Lin Ping doesn't exist.

The man glanced around the lobby and saw many ordinary people. Then he looked at the stairs leading to the second floor and immediately understood what was going on.

This is clearly a unique marketing model of Mingyue Tower: the first floor is affordable, while the second floor and above are only for the wealthy and powerful.

The man walked to the vicinity of the stairs and said to a waiter, "I want the best private room."

The private rooms at Mingyue Tower charge a service fee. The best private rooms alone charge several hundred taels of silver for the service fee, and even a casual meal and drinks can cost over a thousand taels. The waiters, of course, greet you with a smile.

"Please come in, sir!" The waiter, dressed in a blue robe and a small hat, bowed respectfully with a rag draped over his shoulder.

"We don't know this person," the man said disdainfully, pointing at Lin Ping as he was about to step onto the stairs.

The private rooms at Mingyue Tower are extremely private and outsiders are not allowed to suddenly barge in. Since the man said he did not know Lin Ping, the waiter could not let Lin Ping in.

Unfortunately, the man miscalculated, unaware of Lin Ping's relationship with Mingyue Tower.

Upon hearing this, the waiter's face fell, and he turned to say, "I'm sorry, the best private room has been reserved by other guests."

"Open your dog eyes and look! What kind of guest is more distinguished than my young master? Tell him to get lost!" A guard nearby couldn't stand it anymore and said viciously, elbowing the waiter in the chest.

Knowing Lin Ping's abilities, the waiter didn't think he would be harmed and maintained a stubborn expression.

As expected, Lin Ping spoke up, coldly saying to the man, "It seems that you don't take the laws of the Wu Kingdom seriously. This is understandable, after all, the Wu Kingdom is rotten to the core, so what laws are there to speak of?"

Upon hearing this, the guard turned ashen-faced, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he instinctively took a few steps back.

Even though Lin Ping didn't know Xia Linglong's brother's exact identity, he could guess that he was a nobleman. Coupled with Xia Linglong's concern for the country and its people, he concluded that the other party hoped that the Wu Kingdom would be strong and that the laws would be sound. So how could he personally trample on the hard-won laws?

Clearly, Lin Ping guessed correctly, which could be seen from the guard's expression.

At the same time, Lin Ping lazily took a few steps forward and said to the waiter in a roguish manner, "This young master wants to book all the private rooms."

Even though the man had never been to Mingyue Tower before, he knew the concept of booking all the private rooms, and was immediately taken aback, thinking that Lin Ping was dreaming.

After all, even his glamorous attire couldn't persuade the waiter to open the door, let alone Lin Ping, who was dressed in shabby clothes. He would probably be turned away as well.

A miraculous thing happened: the waiter revealed an outrageously obsequious smile, practically kneeling down to lick Lin Ping's shoes, and immediately shouted upstairs, "Young Master Lin wants to reserve all the private rooms. Distinguished guests, please make way for him. All expenses today are on the house."

Lin Ping was a prominent figure in Jiangcheng Prefecture. Upon hearing his name, all the customers came downstairs on their own initiative, even bowing and scraping to him, completely ignoring Xia Linglong's brother.

"Didn't you say someone reserved the best private room?" The man gritted his teeth in anger, feeling like a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs, never expecting to be looked down upon by a waiter.

The waiter puffed out his chest and said arrogantly, "That's right, it was Mr. Lin who reserved the best private room."

"Big brother, are you not going to come up?" Lin Ping led Xia Linglong by the hand, not forgetting to embarrass her.

The man's face turned green with anger, but he couldn't abandon his sister, so he forced himself to follow behind Lin Ping, his legs feeling as heavy as lead.

With his noble status, how could he be outshone by Lin Ping, this young upstart? How could he possibly live with himself, or even take his sister back home?

"Young Master Lin, you don't need to anger your brother..." Xia Linglong whispered in Lin Ping's ear, naturally worried about him.

"Tomboy, have you forgotten that I, Lin Ping, once utterly defeated Wu Dongxi and Lian Ping?" Lin Ping said with a smile, as if he intended to fight her to the death.

Anyway, this is Mingyue Tower, Lin Ping's territory. Even if those three guards are unruly, Lin Xiaomei will protect them.

“It’s different…” Xia Linglong shook her head, as if she had something to say, but in the end she remained silent, hoping that Lin Ping would not go too far.

The most luxurious private room in Mingyue Tower is called Yunying Hall, which is naturally a testament to Lin Ping's love for his wife.

Besides the luxurious decor, the walls were adorned with several calligraphy and paintings by famous people, adding a touch of elegance. No wonder those high-ranking officials and nobles spent lavishly on it.

The tables and chairs in the private room were all made of the finest sandalwood, and the whole room was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

Before long, the waiter respectfully handed over the menu, which not only listed the names of the dishes but also included pictures of them, though no prices were listed.

Those who can come here are either rich or powerful. If you were to list prices, it would only make them feel uncomfortable. Anyway, they have plenty of money and will pay whatever they want.

"I heard you have the singing halls of Wutong Garden here, call them all over," Lin Ping said arrogantly, truly never one to be outrageous.