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

"Help!" The cold light shone on his face, and Zhao Ritian shuddered. He shouted in a tearing voice, but his legs trembled uncontrollably.

This fellow was indeed clever, knowing to call for help immediately, but unfortunately he was too timid and didn't even have the courage to run away after encountering the flower thief.

There was nothing he could do; he was just a young medical student who had never even tried surgery like opening the abdomen, let alone engaging in murder or arson.

Hearing the pig-like screams outside the door, Lin Ping felt a pang of pity. After all, Zhao Ritian was his medical apprentice, and he was usually quite devoted to him. Moreover, it was Lin Ping who had attracted the lecherous thief, so Zhao Ritian was completely a victim.

"I'll risk it all, even if it means death!" Lin Ping mustered his courage and crawled out from under the bed, sneaking through the window to aim at the flower thief's back.

Lin Ping had a chance, since he was hiding in the shadows. If he could hit the target with one blow, he would solve this big problem.

"Go to hell!" Lin Ping and the flower thief shouted almost at the same time, but their targets were slightly different.

The cold arrowheads appeared even darker under the moonlight, and their whistling sound sent chills down one's spine.

"You brat, you dare to ambush me!" The flower thief had already heard Lin Ping's voice and was prepared in advance. He suddenly turned to the side and just barely missed the arrow.

"Not good!" Lin Ping shouted. After the flower thief dodged, this became a misfire, aiming right at Zhao Ritian's forehead. It would definitely blow his head off instantly, and his brains would splatter out.

Zhao Ritian was so frightened by the flower thief that he had no mind to dodge. His legs suddenly went weak and he knelt on the ground, thus avoiding the arrows.

"This is too... shameful!" Lin Ping covered his cheek with his hand, never expecting Zhao Ritian to be so cowardly as to choose to kneel down to a womanizer.

You'd kneel down too if you were in my shoes!

Zhao Ritian felt extremely wronged. How could he be blamed for this?

It's purely an instinctive reaction, just like the already wet crotch.

"Brother, please don't get agitated. I think there might be a small misunderstanding between us, like... you've mistaken me for someone else." Lin Ping said with a grin, immediately hiding his crossbow behind his back. This was evidence of a sneak attack, and it wouldn't be easily forgiven.

"Misunderstanding? Do you think I'm stupid? How could I forget this handsome face? I dream about you all the time." The flower thief smiled mysteriously, his expression ambiguous, neither sinister nor suggestive.

"You like this kind of thing? Come on, these are daisies, I guarantee you'll be satisfied." Lin Ping ruthlessly stuck out his butt, forced to reconsider the flower thief's preferences.

They are the butcher, and we are the fish on the chopping block. What does this little bit of dignity matter? Survival is the most important thing.

This is clearly a honey trap. Lin Ping intends to use his good looks to bewitch the other party, thereby revealing a flaw and exposing him completely.

"Not going to resist?" The lecher's face gradually darkened, the dagger still held in front of his body, as if he was about to rip out Lin Ping's heart.

"I want to fight back, but I'm too weak!" Lin Ping cursed inwardly, regretting that he hadn't laid a trap beforehand. No one would have expected that the flower thief would target him.

It has been proven that men's creativity and keen perception originate from women.

Back when Jiang Yunying was by his side, Lin Ping could tell with his eyes closed who wanted to stab him in the back. Now, even with his eyes open, he couldn't guess who the enemy was.

Previously, Lin Ping prayed for sudden wealth; now he prays for a woman. These two things don't seem to conflict.

What he needed was a woman like Jiang Yunying, who was not only beautiful and rich, but also highly skilled in martial arts, just right to protect her frail husband.

"Hey you hiding on the roof, come save me!" Lin Ping shouted at the top of his lungs, his will to survive was incredibly strong.

When he first discovered the flower thief, he also spotted several other men in black, who were undoubtedly members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. He didn't think it was Fan Lengyu, since the other man had just injured his shoulder.

"You lecherous scoundrel, you're still so easily defeated." With a light laugh, a dark figure flashed by, and the sharp Embroidered Spring Blade clashed with the flower thief's dagger, sparks flying and clanging powerfully.

Lin Ping stood there, not frightened by the flower thief, but simply attracted by the familiar voice.

"Tomboy?" Lin Ping stared blankly at the other woman's pretty face, scrutinizing her repeatedly. She was still as beautiful as ever, but she seemed somewhat decadent and dejected.

"We can catch up later. Let's deal with this flower thief first!" Xia Linglong said seriously, instantly analyzing the current situation.

Xia Linglong had just left the palace when she heard about the flower thief's activities, so she followed him here and unexpectedly encountered Lin Ping.

Although Xia Linglong called Lin Ping "lecherous scoundrel," which seemed like a bad nickname, she felt a warmth in her heart, like lovers who had been separated for a long time reunited. After a brief moment of coquetry, they would definitely hug each other tightly.

Xia Linglong is a captain in the Embroidered Uniform Guard, possessing a calmness that ordinary women do not have. She knows that the most important thing right now is to defeat the flower thief, but judging from the previous exchange and the descriptions of Fan Lengyu and others, she may not be able to gain the upper hand.

Therefore, Xia Linglong needs Lin Ping's help, just like when she fought against the experts from Lotus Palace.

You flower thief, aren't you fast? I'm afraid you can't outrun this lecher's eyes. Although we don't know how he does it, it's true.

"Oh..." Lin Ping responded in a low voice, quickly activating his right eye and staring intently at the flower thief, not missing a single movement.

"Hmph, two pieces of trash together are still trash!" The flower thief sneered, roughly judging Xia Linglong's strength.

The flower thief had to admit that Xia Linglong had impressive swordsmanship, but her movements were too slow, making it impossible to catch a glimpse of her. As for Lin Ping... well, it seemed there was no need to consider him.

"Today, I will kill a few Imperial Guards so that the Prefect will have nothing better to do." The flower thief revealed a cold smile, speaking his true thoughts.

It cannot be ruled out that he wants to take revenge on Lin Ping, but his biggest target is still the prefect. He wants to throw Yingtian Prefecture into chaos as much as possible, force the prefect to pack his bags and leave, and preferably be punished for dereliction of duty.

It's no wonder the flower thief was arrogant; he certainly had the right to be. With his uncanny movements, he vanished without a trace in the darkness.

Xia Linglong remained motionless, gripping the embroidered spring knife tightly with both hands, completely ignoring the whereabouts of the flower thief, waiting only for Lin Ping's words.

Lin Ping was on edge, his muscles stiffened, and his head shook like a rattle-drum. Finally, he pinpointed the flower thief's location and shouted, "Up there!"