Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Strange sounds kept coming from the house. The rest of the people living in the villa had already gathered at the door.    

Even Wushuang, who still felt some pain in her body, who rarely planned to sleep, rushed over.    

Qin Jiang said: "I never doubted Young Master's level of beast, but Miss Wushuang is still in the villa. At least he should restrain himself."    

When Wushuang heard the sound, he looked a little sad.    

Although she had made up her mind to give Mo Nan freedom, she had just experienced some new things yesterday. At this moment, she was confused and needed company. But this guy...    

"Something doesn't seem right?"    

Mason suddenly said.    

As a woman, Jessica was more attentive. She rolled her eyes at Qin Jiang.    

"Shut up if you don't know how to talk. No one treats you as a mute."    

"Uh." Qin Jiang wanted to retort, but after looking at Wushuang, he patted his own mouth with a coy smile.    

Jessica immediately pulled Wushuang over and whispered, "Don't think about it blindly. Don't you know him? It's just that he likes to talk nonsense. Moreover, when you listen carefully, he is clearly the only one who is shouting..."    

"That's right."    

Wushuang's eyes lit up. According to yesterday's experience, she was sure that what happened in the house was completely different from what she had imagined. It was different from being at ease.    

But after a while, she said angrily: "He bullied Sister Mei again, I want to avenge Sister Mei..."    

Dong!    

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open and Hee Mei walked out with a red face. It was not because she was shy, but because she was angry.    

"Don't go."    

In the room, a certain someone had no face and wanted to keep them. However, when the door was opened, he saw a few people standing outside. He ignored Qin Jiang and the others. He looked at Wushuang pitifully and said,    

"Wife, I'm hurt. I need a hug..."    

"Ya!"    

Wushuang cried out in alarm. When she saw the gauze wrapped around his body, her heart ached and she ran in. She looked left and right and soon she could not even care about her own pain. She hurriedly walked down.    

"I'll go and give you chicken soup."    

Mo Nan watched her leave. He did not stop her. Instead, after Wushuang left, Jessica and the other two, who had just noticed his injury, put away their smiles, walked in.    

"Alright, I'm not dead yet. What's the point of losing face?"    

"I'm fine, but you guys have to be careful in the future. If I wasn't here last night, or if the Blood God Hall sent other assassins..."    

Mo Nan didn't want to imagine it.    

Qin Jiang nodded vigorously. "We were careless. Don't worry, young master. From today onwards, Jessica and Mason will keep watch. If anything happens and you are not here, we will inform you immediately."    

"Alright."    

Mo Nan nodded.    

In his opinion, a moment of carelessness was not scary. After all, even he occasionally missed something. The key was to learn from the past. Now that Qin Jiang and the others were blaming themselves, he did not need to say anything.    

"You guys can leave now. In addition, Ma De is watching over the Lin Group. From today onwards, other than Jessica completing the mission I gave her, you guys can stay at home. Firstly, you have to protect Wushuang. Secondly, you have to cultivate as soon as possible."    

It was rare for Mo Nan to use such an urgent tone.    

The fight with the warriors last night had allowed him to understand the scariness of this realm for the first time. It could be seen from the injuries he had suffered. If the old man hadn't suddenly fainted, he might really have been in trouble.    

"Listen to Young Master."    

Qin Jiang and Mason said seriously.    

"Okay, you guys can go." Mo Nan waved his hand and laid down on the bed.    

However, when the bedroom quieted down again and the others left, he stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. He thought happily in his heart.    

"Hee Mei actually gave me a massage? What should be said or not. This girl's hands are really soft..."    

Thinking like this, after an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes again.    

This time, he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes again, it was already afternoon. Probably because he had bled a little too much last night, Mo Nan felt that his footsteps were heavy and he staggered as he walked.    

He then went downstairs.    

Hee Mei, who was meditating with Qin Jiang in the living room, immediately raised her head and looked at him in surprise.    

"You have a fever."    

"You are the one who has a fever." Mo Nan rolled his eyes. He did not think Hee Mei would say good things to him, so he did not think Hee Mei would say good things to him. That was why he had misheard her.    

Hee Mei did not get angry and repeated it again.    

Only then did Mo Nan react. He sniffed his nose and touched his forehead. He was surprised. "Did this girl take the wrong medicine today? "She has such a good temper?"    

However, at this moment, his head was full of lead and he was too lazy to think about this. He went downstairs and sat down on the sofa. Before long, he took the chicken soup that Wushuang gave him again and said emotionally, "This girl has taken the wrong medicine today. She has such a good temper.    

"Back then, when I ran naked in the ice and snow, I was fine. Now, I got sick after just a little cold wind. I am indeed old."    

Wushuang, who was sitting at the side, felt uncomfortable when she heard this. She wanted to say some comforting words, but then she heard:    

"Wushuang, why don't we take advantage of the fact that our husband's body is still fine? Let's hurry up and get a baby..."    

Only then did she understand why Wushuang, who was pretending to be pitiful, blushed. She could not be bothered with him at all. She turned around and asked Hee Mei and the others, "Wushuang, why don't we take advantage of the fact that our husband's body is still fine?    

"Do you guys want to rest for a while and take advantage of the hot chicken soup to replenish your strength?"    

"Then hurry up!"    

Qin Jiang had been practicing since morning, so it was not true that he was not tired. The two of them went to Mo Nan's side and sat down together with Mason.    

Not long after, Wushuang came over with a small plate. Qin Jiang took the bowl from it and blew at it while asking,    

"Young master, I always feel that something is wrong there. I don't know why, but I feel like I have reached the threshold of cultivation, as if there is no effect..."    

It was fine for him to be alone, but then Mason echoed.    

Mo Nan was shocked. He thought that these two could not be the legendary geniuses, but if they were really geniuses, then they would be too worthless.    

With this thought in mind, he quickly checked the two of them. A moment later, he was annoyed.    

"This brain of mine has actually forgotten to tell you the corresponding cultivation method!"    

He had previously asked Chiang Lee for two ancient martial arts cultivation methods, but he had been blindly busy and had actually forgotten about this matter.    

Qin Jiang was speechless.    

If he hadn't called you 'young master', he would have called you 'young master'. I'll fight you now!    

Although he didn't say anything, the expression on his face clearly showed that this was what he meant.    

Mo Nan smiled awkwardly.    

Fortunately, he had a good memory. Before long, he wrote something on the two pieces of paper and handed them to Qin Jiang and Mason respectively.    

"Both of you have mastered ancient martial arts now, and you need medicinal liquid to cultivate. What I just gave you is the prescription. Later, go and collect those medicinal herbs yourself."    

Qin Jiang lowered his head and just read the first part. His face turned black. The first few words were written: One hundred years old ginseng...    

Nowadays, the real hundred years old ginseng could be sold at a high price. He stretched out his hand and said, "Young master, have you forgotten something?"    

"Have you?"    

Mo Nan scratched his head and then said with a tone of confirmation, "That's right. I have a good memory. There is no problem with your prescription."    

He was very sure.