Live-in Son-in-law

"Qin Yi, let me kindly remind you, Sea City connects to the Xuanhuang Domain and the Nether Sea. If you cause trouble here, it’s not just ordinary trouble. Unless you have plenty of time to waste on them."

The Evil Lord, knowing Qin Yi’s temperament well, spoke.

Qin Yi lost his temper immediately. What he lacked the most now was time; he truly couldn’t afford to waste it on these people.

Qin Yi, with a grim face, handed over five more gold coins.

The horse-faced old man chuckled as he accepted them, his mouth now tight-lipped like a chrysanthemum, under Qin Yi’s expectant gaze.

"Damn it..."

Qin Yi, like a cat with its fur bristled, had never been swindled before—he was always the one taking advantage of others. This was the first time he felt cheated, and he could hardly resist the urge to react.

But remembering the Evil Lord’s words, he held back.

With a painful expression, he handed over another five gold coins.

The horse-faced man smiled widely and took the coins, then changed his expression instantly.

"Darn it, still not enough?"

"This old guy is quite greedy."

Qin Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly. This time, he took out fifty gold coins.

"Senior, these are my last coins."

The implication was clear: Don’t get too greedy.

The horse-faced old man smiled as wide as a chrysanthemum, accepted the coins, and said, "What did you ask earlier?"

"Senior, have you seen a man with two women?"

"Oh, I remember now!" The horse-faced old man pondered for a moment, "Yes, yes, yes, they entered the city a few days ago and are staying at Qingyuan Inn."

Qin Yi frowned, wondering how this man knew which inn Yun Mengyao was staying at.

"Anyone who enters the city with a token, I know their whereabouts. Asking me is asking the right person; your coins are well spent," the horse-faced old man said.

Qin Yi’s eyes flickered slightly, realizing this token was akin to an ID card, allowing insight into the whereabouts of those entering the city.

Qin Yi asked with a smile, "I haven’t asked for your respected name, senior."

"I..." The horse-faced old man suddenly stopped, straightened his face, and said angrily, "Why ask my name? Hurry inside and don’t block the way."

Qin Yi put on a broad smile, "You’ve solved my dilemma, senior. I’ll remember you as a good person."

After speaking, Qin Yi entered the city.

The horse-faced old man was stunned for a while, then scoffed, "This kid is quite naive."

Qin Yi entered the city, looking around curiously.

The ground was paved with neat stone slabs, tightly fitted. The streets were wide, tens of meters wide, lined with shops on both sides. However, there weren’t many people around.

As he walked through many cities, the streets were always crowded.

Then Qin Yi understood. The entrance fee was a thousand gold coins, which most people simply couldn’t afford, explaining the sparse population.

Qin Yi couldn’t afford to lose time; he stopped a passerby to ask about Qingyuan Inn and hurried there.

Qingyuan Inn covered a large area and looked quite upscale.

Qin Yi stepped inside.

"How many guests?"

The waiter, grinning widely, approached with an apron tied around his waist and a dark, gray towel slung over his shoulder.

Qin Yi replied, "Brother waiter, is there a man with two women staying here? The women are beautiful, and the man is handsome."

The waiter looked at him warily.

Qin Yi said, "Don’t worry, we’re friends."

Saying this, he handed over a gold coin.

The waiter beamed instantly, "Yes, indeed, there are the three guests you mentioned, in Room 3 at the corner on the second floor. I’ll take you there."

"No need, I’ll go myself. You carry on with your work."

"Certainly, if you need anything, just call me."

Qin Yi nodded, went upstairs, and located Room 3 as directed by the waiter.

Each room’s door had a number plate, making it easy to find.

Qin Yi listened closely at the door, and sure enough, heard voices inside.

With his Divine Hand, Qin Yi pushed open the door and exclaimed, "You three, I’ve been fighting outside..."

The voice cut off abruptly.

Qin Yi looked bewildered. There were indeed three people inside the room, but not Yun Mengyao and the others.

A well-dressed young man in white, good-looking, and two attractive women sitting on his lap, with their clothes slipped down to their shoulders, revealing a significant portion of their beauty.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

The two women screamed simultaneously upon being intruded, almost bursting Qin Yi’s eardrums.

"Sorry, sorry, wrong room!"

Qin Yi, looking embarrassed, apologized quickly, intending to shut the door and leave.

The young man in the white suit’s eyes darkened, grabbed two chopsticks from the table, and flicked them, turning into two cold flashes, aimed at Qin Yi’s eyes.

Qin Yi leaned back slightly, and the chopsticks flew over his forehead, clanking into the wall behind him.

Qin Yi’s eyes turned cold. This young man in white was ruthless, clearly intending to blind him. The force used would not only pierce his eyes but likely his head as well.

The young man in white looked at Qin Yi coldly, "How dare you dodge?"

Qin Yi was stunned. Should he not dodge and let himself be killed?

"I’ll give you a chance to live: poke out your own eyes, and I’ll let you live. If you dare utter a ’no,’ I will take your life," the young man in white said viciously.

Qin Yi frowned, "I admit my mistake, and I’ve apologized. There’s no need to be so aggressive, is there?"

"Aggressive? Sparing your life is already lenient. I’ll ask you just once: will you gouge out your own eyes, or do I need to remove your head?"

Qin Yi laughed, "I think it’s better if we each take a step back. I did intrude on your room and disturb you; I apologize, I’m sorry."

"Why do people keep telling me ’sorry’? Do you think your life is worth just a ’sorry’?" The young man in white stood up, looking cruelly at Qin Yi, "Since you won’t gouge out your own eyes, I’ll have to kill you."

"Swish!"

The young man in white reached for the longsword leaning against the table, and as the three-foot blade was drawn, Sword Qi roamed, a biting chill dropping the surrounding temperature a few degrees.

What a sword!

Qin Yi squinted slightly, realizing the white-clad young man’s identity was likely not simple. This sword was a Holy Artifact, surpassing the one he’d taken from Wei Tianlai’s room in quality.

Qin Yi felt helpless, his eyes turning slightly cold, and said indifferently, "I’ve apologized repeatedly; don’t push too far."

"What if I do? I’m feeling bored; using your clownish head to entertain me sounds perfect."

The white-clad young man pointed his sword at Qin Yi’s throat, then moved it to his heart, finally to the area between Qin Yi’s legs, and sneered, "Since you’ve seen my women, let’s start here. Keep your eyes for now, so you can see yourself becoming a eunuch; that should be fun."

Qin Yi sighed slightly: "A kind word finds difficulty in persuading the damned."

"Your pants have fallen."

Spirit Awakening Technique, Spoken Word Follows.

The white-clad young man’s pants betrayed him, the belt automatically loosening, and his underwear slid straight down to his ankles.

Whoa, this guy likes to go commando, not wearing anything underneath.

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