So satisfying! The Great Demon King wiped out everyone equally!

"What? You have no money? How can a woman control the family's finances?"

Zhang Cuilan's voice was so loud that Zhang Erhe quickly covered her mouth.

"Hey Jianjun, tell your mom to shut up. If she wakes that crazy woman up, your old man won't be able to take it anymore and will beat her again."

Reminded by Zhang Erhe, Zhang Cuilan immediately lowered her voice. One of her legs was already useless, and she had lost half of her ear. Next, she would be beaten to death.

If Widow Wang from the village knew that she had been beaten like this by her daughter-in-law, she would talk about her behind her back for the rest of her life, it would be so embarrassing.

Zhang Cuilan's eyes darted around, and she leaned close to Zhang Jianjun's ear and said, "Son, tell that bitch that your own sister is coming to stay with us tomorrow. If we don't tell anyone, who will know that Xiaoyu is your... Humph, that little slut will have to serve my grandson obediently then."

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Cuilan's anger instantly subsided by half, and her face was full of smugness. The thought of Canglan being forced to be a slave for their son's concubine and future grandson made her legs stop hurting.

Zhang Jianjun: "Mother is right. When Xiaoyu comes, I'll tell her to act well-behaved and get closer to that crazy woman. She'll definitely have to treat Xiaoyu well. Anyway, she can't get pregnant, and maybe she even wants to be my son's godmother. Then all the money in this house will be ours!" A wicked smile appeared on Zhang Jianjun's face, his eyes full of calculation.

Cang Lan looked at the image projected by Xiao Bai, a strange smile playing on her lips. Her little wife was coming; she'd have to give her a grand welcome, hehe!

When Xiaobai in the space saw this and smiled, he got goosebumps.

Xiao Bai interrupted, "[Hey, host, let's go do some free shopping! Tonight's the perfect time.]"

"Ok!"

Canglan followed Xiaobai to their target location, the border of the Black River, where a powerful dark force had long harbored ambitions and engaged in the illegal trade of arms.

As soon as Canglan entered, he saw rows of neatly arranged guns. Pistols, rifles, submachine guns—all kinds of models were available.

Walking along the passage, you see boxes of ammunition neatly stacked.

Further in, there's an area dedicated to various heavy weapons. Colossi like rocket launchers and howitzers stand there, their power sufficient to destroy even hardened targets. Nearby are also specialized weapons, such as sniper rifles, whose high accuracy and long-range lethality are terrifying.

The next second, Canglan put all the weapons into his spatial storage.

Cang Lan smiled contentedly, "Let's go home and get some sleep. Tomorrow will be another beautiful day!"

The next day

As soon as Canglan went downstairs, she heard a chorus of snoring coming from the living room, three snores in a row, each one unpleasant to hear.

Cang Lan slammed the door of the storage room open with a "bang," and her face instantly darkened when she saw the three people sleeping like a pile of dead pigs. She expressionlessly pulled out her belt, "Looks like you really didn't take my words to heart!" Before she finished speaking, the belt lashed out at the three of them like a storm.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!" The sound of the belt hitting flesh echoed in the cramped storage room. The three men woke up immediately and screamed in pain. A moment later, the belt broke.

Cang Lan casually threw the broken belt on the ground and shouted angrily, "It's so late and you're still not up? Are you trying to rebel? There are so many chores to do, hurry up and cook, sweep, and mop the floor!"

The three of them quickly got up and dressed, not daring to stop for a moment.

That day, the three of them were tormented to the point of near death by Cang Lan. Cang Lan would whip them with a belt whenever he didn't like them, whip them when the food was too hot, whip them when they ate like pigs, and whip them even more severely when they were waiting for TV commercials.

The three were terrified and dared not slack off for a moment. When it was time for Canglan to eat lunch, she made the three kneel on the ground and watch her eat. Time passed by, minute by minute, until the afternoon.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Zhang Jianjun, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly remembered that his Xiaoyu had come. But now that Xiaoyu had come in and seen him kneeling before Jiang Yu, that crazy woman, it would be incredibly embarrassing.

Just then, Cang Lan swept a sharp look over, startling Zhang Jianjun so much that he trembled and quickly stood up to open the door.

The door slowly opened, revealing two people standing outside. Zhang Xiaoyu followed closely behind her uncle, Zhang Yuan. The moment Zhang Jianjun's family saw Zhang Yuan, their hearts tightened, and an ominous premonition descended like a dark cloud. They feared that their shameful deeds would be exposed.

Back then, Zhang Yuan, a native of Zhangjia Village, specifically approached them with the aim of getting them to devise a way to seize Jiang Yu's family's property. Zhang Yuan did this entirely to avenge the Jiang family for breaking him up with his first love years ago.

As soon as Zhang Yuan stepped inside, he keenly sensed that something was amiss. Hadn't Zhang Jianjun sent him a message saying he had acquired all of Jiang Yu's assets? But why were Zhang Cuilan and Zhang Erhe kneeling on the ground? Thinking this, Zhang Yuan subconsciously turned his gaze to Zhang Jianjun.

"Jianjun, didn't you message me saying you had something to tell me?"

Seeing that Cang Lan showed no signs of anger, Zhang Jianjun dared to look up and quickly shook his head in denial, saying, "Uncle, no, I didn't send you any messages."

At this moment, Cang Lan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile: "I sent it!" As soon as he finished speaking, the door seemed to be pushed by a mysterious force and slammed shut with a "bang".

Cang Lan's expression instantly turned cold, his eyes revealing a sense of authority, and he shouted sternly, "Kneel down!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, startling Zhang Jianjun so much that he trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud. Zhang Cuilan and Zhang Erhe, who were kneeling on the ground beside him, kept their heads down, not daring to breathe, their bodies trembling slightly.

From the moment Zhang Xiaoyu entered, her gaze was fixed on Cang Lan. Cang Lan's face, which was more than twice as beautiful as hers, and her noble demeanor stirred a strong sense of jealousy in Zhang Xiaoyu. But now that she was carrying the Zhang family's eldest grandson, she was still superior to Jiang Yu; she was the wife in Jianjun's heart.

At this moment, seeing Zhang Jianjun so obedient to Cang Lan, even kneeling down immediately upon Cang Lan's command, Zhang Xiaoyu was furious.

“Sister-in-law, how could you do this? Jianjun is a real man. A man’s knees are worth gold. How could you make him kneel? And how could you make Mom and Dad kneel on the ground too? What kind of daughter-in-law makes her parents-in-law kneel?” Zhang Xiaoyu said in a pretentious manner.

Cang Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness in them, and said coldly, "Have you said enough?" Without hesitation, Cang Lan raised his hand and slapped Zhang Xiaoyu hard across the face, causing her to fall to the ground. She covered her face, her expression full of disbelief.