In the spring breeze, the blind youth stood still with a sword as his walking stick and a shield on his back.

All sounds around him, all data filtering through the walls from all directions, swarmed into his awareness, leaving nowhere to hide.

Seeing the Protectors blocking the way in front of him crumble, Song Cheng suddenly lifted his head slightly. His gaze penetrated layers of surrounding walls and buildings, noticing a piece of data saying "strength around 15, goodwill only 20" escaping from the An Family premises.

"Hua, someone is climbing over the west wall."

Song Cheng remarked.

Upon hearing this, Third Uncle An's face instantly paled a bit.

Third Uncle An was named An Kai.

At that moment, he suddenly shouted, "We're all family here, why fight? Let's disperse, disperse!"

The Protectors, already scattered, with only a few remaining unsteadily retreating and barely resisting, all hurriedly ran off upon hearing this.

Third Uncle An continued, "Oh, forget about it, forget about it; we're all family here. Your temper is too impulsive, my son-in-law. Come on, let's go inside."

Song Cheng stood still with his sword.

He remained immovable, and astonishingly, so did everyone behind him.

Ling stuck out her tongue and said, "Third Uncle, are you calling us family because you can't beat us anymore? Isn't it too late?"

In Third Uncle An's eyes, Ling was just a lowly maid whose life was expendable, so he simply ignored her.

Then, he looked over Song Cheng's shoulder, smiling as he called out, "Mr. Wang, come over."

Mr. Wang, having seen how things had unfolded, clearly grasped the situation and waved his hand, declining the invitation.

Panicked, Third Uncle An quickly turned to Zhao Hua running away and called, "That hero... where are you going?"

Zhao Hua ignored him completely, sprinting away. Soon after, there were a few sounds of rapid punches and kicks in the distance, and shortly thereafter, Zhao Hua dragged over a thin but cunning-looking Protector and threw him on the ground.

The Protector's eyes rolled wildly as he shrieked, "Beating people, they hit... "

Before he could finish, a faint female voice drifted from afar.

"Take him down for interrogation."

Chenyu returned once again.

The Protector was startled and glanced at An Kai, about to say something when Chenyu coldly said, "Think carefully before you speak, whether it's the truth, a lie, some superficial talk, or stalling for time—I can discern it. If I detect anything other than the truth... "

The icy and glamorous lady slightly supported her cheek and thought for a moment before saying, "Cheng San, your life-debt contract is with the An Family, so... if I kill you, the government can't interfere."

After this statement, she glanced at Song Cheng and then turned her gaze to Zhao Hua standing beside him, speaking faintly, "Hua, you handle it. If he doesn't tell the truth, kill him directly, no need to hesitate."

"And... "

Her eyes swept over to the distance, "Those causing trouble, arrest them as well."

Zhao Hua respectfully responded, "Yes, sister-in-law."

In his eyes, his elder brother was a godlike figure. He and Liu Jun had come here primarily because Water Bird Martial Arts Hall was looking to pass on its legacy and expand itself elsewhere.

During his time in Hanping Prefecture, he had come to understand the characteristics of Ruyi Commerce Chamber and realized that his brother wasn't much involved in its operations; thus, he naturally followed his sister-in-law's arrangements.

Chenyu was ice cold.

Zhao Hua appeared refined and polite usually, but his underlying sternness was immensely intimidating, making him seem very unapproachable.

Suddenly, the whole scene fell silent as a chilling tomb; her cold, unemotional words hung like an icy blade over everyone's heads, making it hard to breathe or speak.

Soon, Cheng San, thinking about slipping away deviously, was taken away by Zhao Hua.

Chenyu and Song Cheng led the way into the hall where the coffin was kept, followed by the An Family elders who dared to step in after them.

The founding of Ruyi Commerce Chamber was the work of ancestors; at the beginning, everyone was diligent and hardworking.

But by the time the wealth reached Chenyu, already in the fifth generation, corruption had grown rampant, preoccupied with pleasures, short-sighted, these so-called elders thought only of internal squabbles and personal gains, with no consideration for the development of the An Family.

Frankly, they thought that was the concern of the Family Head; they only wanted to make more money and grab more family assets. Everything else... what did that have to do with them?

If the entire An Family should collapse, then let it collapse; after all, if the An Family fell, they wouldn't. With their wealth, they could flee and still live comfortably.

Chenyu was fully aware of this.

But that was not enough...

...

...

After the mourning process was completed and the burial site was selected, everything was set, and Cheng San had confessed everything.

Cheng San was a confidant of Third Uncle An, An Kai.

Steady enough, upon learning of the old family head's death, An Kai didn't show a shred of grief; instead, he immediately thought of Chenyu returning to seize power.

On one hand, he arranged for family members to support him, pressing down from the "older generation's" perspective; on the other hand, fearing it wouldn't be enough, he kept another card up his sleeve.

This trump card was: if he couldn't outcompete Chenyu, he would send Cheng San to Shanhe Martial Arts Hall to seek their backing. If necessary, the entire An Family would pledge allegiance to Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, contributing a vast sum of money every year.

The opportunity arose when Third Uncle An previously knew a disciple from Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, which just happened to provide a useful connection.

Third Uncle An had a good idea: if the An Family wasn't mine, then no amount of money would be related to me, and if all else failed, giving the An Family to Shanhe Martial Arts Hall could at least win me some respect.

Upon hearing this report, Chenyu felt as if her understanding of shamelessness was being redefined.

Wasn't this just selling out and betrayal? She thought Shi Yi was unique, but it turned out that her own uncle was waiting in the wings.

Miss An trembled with rage.

That night, she presented evidence, enforced family discipline, broke An Kai's legs, and threw him into the ancestral hall for reflection. When she returned to her room, she lay in Song Cheng's arms, continuously venting the frustrations in her heart.

Her icy facade only melted at that moment.

Like winter giving way to spring, with spring waters babbling softly.

Only when everything was spent did they quiet down and clung tightly to the young man's robust body.

In the darkness of the air, there were low, deep breaths being exhaled.

Even the strongest, most ambitious woman ultimately hoped to have someone reliable by her side.

"Sister An, do you feel better now?" the youth asked in the darkness.

Miss An sighed deeply, then caught her breath before answering, "Yes, I feel better."

After asking, she continued, "Song, what about you?"

"I do too," the youth replied.

Once Miss An saw that both parties in the agreement had expressed satisfaction, she finally settled down.

Song Cheng then said, "Sister An, you were quite wild just now."

Chenyu asked, "Different from usual, isn't it?"

Song Cheng nodded.

It was more than just different, it was like they were two different people.

One was an extremely calm, ice-cold and stunningly strong woman; the other was a hysterical ... lunatic.

When they had been on good terms before, they had never gone this far. Perhaps the recent events had stimulated Miss An, making her appear unshaken on the surface, but desperately needing to vent her feelings internally.

Thus, she was so wildly, so passionately carried away with their intimacy.

Chenyu earnestly asked, "So me shouting like that, was it okay?"

She didn't want her other half to feel uncomfortable because of her unrestrained outburst.

If Song Cheng said it wasn't good, then she would suppress herself and change next time.

Song Cheng laughed and said, "Sister An is my wife, everything about you is good."

"Really?"

"Really."

Chenyu then sighed softly in relief, exhaustion overwhelmed her, and her soft body pressed tightly against Song Cheng as she slowly drifted to sleep...

...

...

Miss An slept, but Song Cheng didn't.

Being new to the area, he experienced Out of Body Divine Soul.

Prefectural City was not like the county town; everything here was unfamiliar to him, not to mention... there were beings beyond the Form Realm here, and he needed to get a clear picture.

The Martial Arts World is like a jungle.

If you can't see the danger, you have to confront it.

As for life or death, that's a matter of luck.

So for Song Cheng, "opening the map" and "controlling information" were top priorities.

Especially since Hanping Prefecture was not considered safe, heading south was the safest choice.

The youth gently pried open the warm big white leg straddling his waist and abdomen and moved to the side.

Then he closed his eyes and focused for a moment.

His Divine Soul ascended Nether Pagoda, leapt through the nine levels, and left his body.

A Divine Soul strong enough to wander in daylight could naturally roam at will at night without worrying about time.

His Divine Soul burst out of his body and, like a flat piece of paper, drifted out through a gap in the window, riding the night breeze like a flat boat upon the waves, then quietly surveyed the distance.

Rows of data immediately appeared before Song Cheng's eyes.

Song Cheng, thinking of White Camel Estate located in Flower Sea Block nearby, cautiously moved closer step by step.

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