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

"Watch out!" Upon spotting the man in black, Xia Linglong risked injury to push Lin Ping away with all her might. The enemy's gleaming curved blade grazed her cheek, and a strand of her hair drifted down in the air.

"Go save Miss Zhou quickly, I'll hold them off." Xia Linglong said stubbornly, drawing her embroidered spring knife.

She had expended too much energy on this journey; even a flower thief might not be able to capture her, let alone these two men in black with even higher martial arts skills.

Even so, she resolutely decided to stand in front of Lin Ping, even if it meant death, so that Lin Ping would not harbor any resentment towards her.

She even wished that she was the one who was arrested, so that she would leave a good impression on him, instead of the resentment and misunderstanding she felt at this moment.

At this moment, Lin Ping only had Zhou Xiyin in his heart, and he was determined to rescue her. His eyes never left her, and he didn't even consider what Xia Linglong would face next.

"Stop him." One of the men in black said coldly as Lin Ping was about to run into the mortuary.

Both of them were experts, and even though Xia Linglong was quite skilled, she couldn't completely restrain them. In the end, one of them caught up with Lin Ping, and the sharp sword was about to pierce his heart.

Lin Ping didn't flinch at all. He couldn't even sense the danger behind him. His eyes were fixed on the mortuary, and he had no mind to care about anything else.

If anything were to happen to Zhou Xiyin, Lin Ping would never forgive himself, nor would he forgive Xia Linglong.

"You brat, die!" Sensing Lin Ping's indifference, the man in black's eyes grew even colder. This was not only ignoring him, but also showing his contempt.

He was a master of the Nightshade Palace, how could he have been looked down upon like this by a mere brat?

Therefore, in his eyes, Lin Ping was already a dead man. He not only wanted to pierce Lin Ping's back, but also to rip out his internal organs to vent his hatred.

Just as Lin Ping was about to be pierced through the back of his head, a sharp sword aura descended from the void, directly approaching the black-clad man's curved blade, forcefully knocking him back three steps.

Lin Ping continued charging forward, unaware of what was happening behind him. With both eyes fully activated, Lin Ping could only focus on one spot and could hear the sounds of fighting behind him. He assumed it was Xia Linglong rushing over at all costs and naturally didn't care.

Along with the sword energy came a figure in pure white, whose halo was dazzling even in the pitch-black night.

Judging from her figure, this is a woman, and even though she is covered by a thin veil, her beauty can still be vaguely felt.

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Nightshade Palace?" The man in black was furious, but he did not make a move immediately. Judging from the move just now, he was sure that the woman was extraordinary, even more so than him.

"Nightmare Palace? You overestimate yourself. You're just a mere Tiger Fiend from the Xuan Sha Sect. You dare to use the name of Nightmare Palace to scare people?" The woman's contemptuous voice was as cold as ice, sending chills down one's spine.

The woman was right. The Xuan Sha Sect was merely a small branch of the Nightmare Palace, not truly part of the Nightmare Palace. Even so, the Xuan Sha Sect had a great reputation in the Martial Kingdom. Yet, the other party spoke of it so casually.

"Who exactly are you?" The man in black glanced at him abruptly and immediately shivered. His unfathomable eyes were like a black vortex that could suck people in at any moment.

"Over the years, the Xuan Sha Sect has committed all sorts of evil deeds in order to amass wealth. How can my Chi Yang Pavilion sit idly by?" The woman held her long sword horizontally, her eyes becoming even colder. With each step she took forward, the man in black had to take two steps back, eventually falling to the ground with a thud and running away in a flash.

"Bull Demon, run! The people from Chiyang Pavilion are here!" The man in black screamed as he ran, looking like a mouse seeing a cat.

When the other man in black heard the name Chiyang Pavilion, he was also terrified. He didn't dare to fight Xia Linglong anymore and ran away first.

"Thank you for saving my life, young lady." Xia Linglong bowed and thanked her, but when she looked up, the woman in white had already disappeared.

A hundred meters away, in a secluded corner, the woman sheathed her longsword.

"Miss, how could you attack the Nightshade people? What if you get hurt?" a young maid asked with concern.

"Alright, go back now." The woman didn't answer and walked forward expressionlessly.

The young maid was frantic. She knew that women were usually calm and composed, and shouldn't reveal their identities at this critical juncture. So she pouted and said, "It must be because of Young Master Lin. I'll go kill him right now!"

"You dare?" The woman suddenly turned her head, her face full of murderous intent, which immediately startled the little girl.

She was just a maidservant, how could she dare disobey her master's orders? She only hoped that the woman wouldn't get too deeply involved and ultimately be unable to extricate herself.

At that moment, Lin Ping finally arrived at the entrance of the mortuary and shouted hysterically, "Stupid woman, I'm here!"

He shouted as he rushed forward, how could he bear to see Zhou Xiyin being ravaged like this?

After being kidnapped by a womanizer, Zhou Xiyin had lost all will to live and thought her life was over.

However, the moment she heard Lin Ping's voice, her eyes cleared instantly, and she felt a surge of strength. Instead, she cried out, "Run! You can't beat him! Don't worry about me, just run!"

The voice was filled with sorrow and emotion, despair and hope.

As long as Lin Ping could live a good life, she would be content. At least, before she died, she was certain of one thing: he cared about her.

If love is a life-or-death choice, then I die, he lives!

"Hahaha, how touching!" The flower thief sneered. His mind was extremely twisted, and he loved to see such heartbroken expressions, which could even arouse his desire for satisfaction.

"Don't rush, you'll all die eventually, there has to be an order." The lecherous thief grinned savagely, showing no regard for human life, and even pointed at Lin Xi, laughing loudly, "She'll die first, I'll make you watch her die!"

Lin Ping is a man! A man of flesh and blood, yet he had to watch Zhou Xiyin die. This was more painful than having his heart ripped out with a knife.

He had no choice; if he took one step forward, Zhou Xiyin's throat would be slit.

This was a painful choice, and he had to come up with an answer in the shortest possible time.

Lin Ping closed his eyes tightly, then suddenly opened them, pulled out a crossbow from his waist, and said coldly, "I'm sorry, this woman is just bait!"

After speaking, Lin Ping immediately drew his sword, aiming directly at Zhou Xiyin's brow.

"You little brat, you're ruthless!" The man in black raised an eyebrow, his expression a mix of admiration and fear.

If this arrow had hit Zhou Xiyin, it would have also injured him. So, Lin Ping was indeed ruthless, willing to sacrifice Zhou Xiyin's life to kill the flower thief.

Perhaps Zhou Xiyin was originally just a tool he used to catch the flower thief. Now that the big fish has taken the bait, why would he care whether the bait lives or dies?