Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

Zhou Yi had always been a very calm person. However, recently, due to the matter with Mo Qingcheng and Wang Qing, the usually calm Zhou Yi had become angry.    

    

After chasing away the two bodyguards, Zhou Yi gradually calmed down.    

    

Zhou Yi sat on the bed, picked up the glass of water, drank a mouthful and then heavily swallowed it.    

    

There was no expression on his face. He was as calm as a statue.    

    

When she thought of Mo Qingcheng, her calm face showed some fluctuations.    

    

If Mo Qingcheng really lived here, it would definitely affect his training. For Zhou Yi, this was definitely not allowed.    

    

Zhou Yi let out a long sigh and fell heavily onto the bed.    

    

Because of Mo Qingcheng's incident, Zhou Yi felt pain in his head. He rubbed his temples and put his hands behind his head.    

    

He closed his eyes and let his thoughts run wild.    

    

He thought of the two bodyguards again. Today, the two bodyguards had said that their boss wanted to see him. Who could it be? He was blaming himself for being too impulsive at the time. He had attacked without asking clearly.    

    

The matter with the two bodyguards made Zhou Yi feel that he might encounter some trouble recently. For the sake of safety, it was necessary to make some preparations. Thus, Zhou Yi decided to use a sword for self-defense.    

    

In his previous life, Zhou Yi was the unrivalled deity Medical Sword Immortal that shook the entire 3000 worlds. In addition to the way of medicine, he was also the expert in the way of the sword, but in this era, if someone carried a sword with them, they would easily think of him as a lunatic.    

    

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Yi still couldn't think of a weapon to defend himself. In the end, he decided to go to the nearby ornamental market tomorrow and take a look.    

    

The next day, Zhou Yi finished washing up. After breakfast, he walked towards the nearby ornamental market.    

    

The ornament market Zhou Yi went to is a large ornamental market with the largest collection of calligraphy, calligraphy, paintings, jade artifacts, antiques and so on.    

    

The area of the market was very big. Zhou Yi strolled around the market, and from time to time, someone greeted Zhou Yi.    

    

They greeted not because they knew Zhou Yi, but because they were promoting their products.    

    

"Boss, do you want calligraphy and paintings or antique ceramics? I have them all in my store. Come in and take a look."    

    

"Boss, this is the only new store that has just arrived. Come and take a look."    

    

"… …"    

    

He either ignored Zhou Yi or shook his head as he walked over.    

    

The people in the shops rolled their eyes in annoyance, thinking to themselves, "This guy doesn't buy anything. Just come and listen to the voice. Does it sound so cool to be calling a boss like our boss?"    

    

After walking around in the market for a long time, although Zhou Yi had never entered a shop before, when he passed by every shop, Zhou Yi had already seen all the goods sold in the shop clearly.    

    

In some stores, he saw many weapons-like ornaments, such as the Jade Dragon Spring Sword, Evil Warding Sword, Oriental Knife, and so on. But the materials used for these weapons were very poor, the metal used was just ordinary stainless steel, the hardness and flexibility were too poor, and some of the metal used were even plastic products. This kind of material couldn't be used as a weapon at all, and in addition, it was too big to carry around.    

    

Just when Zhou Yi decided to give up searching, an unremarkable store caught his attention.    

    

This small shop's name was "Jiang City Cold Weapon". Other than a sign at the entrance, basically nothing could be seen that could attract customers.    

    

Zhou Yi walked into the shop. The shop was cold and deserted.    

    

Zhou Yi looked around at the layout of the store. In a small store, all kinds of weapons were hung on the four walls. There were all kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks.    

    

Zhou Yi looked at the weapon on the wall. A short sword caught his attention.    

    

The small sword was about eight inches long, with a reddish-yellow tassel and a peach wood hilt. The blade was made of a material Zhou Yi had never seen before. It was shiny and dark.    

    

Zhou Yi went forward to take the small sword and played with it in his hand.    

    

The owner had noticed Zhou Yi's arrival at the beginning, but he didn't move. There were a lot of customers coming in and out every day, but most of them came in to take a look.    

    

Seeing Zhou Yi's gestures, the boss could tell that Zhou Yi was a practitioner. He quickly stood up and walked in front of Zhou Yi and said, "Boss, you really have good eyes. The little sword in your hand is made from an extraordinary material, it's just a fragment of meteorite. It's just that the fragment is not big, it can only make a small sword."    

    

With that, the boss looked at Zhou Yi. Normally, when people heard about the material of the sword, they would be surprised, but he didn't see any change on Zhou Yi's face.    

    

The boss thought that Zhou Yi didn't see the sword, so he continued to promote it: "Boss, don't look at this sword that's small, but it's unusually sharp and can cut iron like mud."    

    

"Oh? Can I try it? " Zhou Yi asked.    

    

"Of course."    

    

With that, the boss took out a piece of steel bar as thick as a thumb from behind the counter. He handed it to Zhou Yi and said, "Go ahead and try."    

    

Zhou Yi held the sword in his right hand and the steel bar in his left. He exerted force on both of his arms at the same time and the sword and the steel bar clashed. With a "Dang" sound, the steel bar broke into two pieces.    

    

Zhou Yi nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, I want this small sword."    

    

The owner was naturally happy. "Boss, let's talk first. This sword costs thirty thousand yuan, no problem, right?"    

    

Zhou Yi nodded.    

    

After paying, Zhou Yi walked out of the store with the sword in his hand.    

    

Although this small sword cost Zhou Yi 30,000, he felt that it was worth the money.    

    

After returning home, Zhou Yi started to modify the small sword. He engraved a simple array rune on the sword's body, which could further enhance the small sword's power.    

    

Zhou Yi looked at the little sword in his hand and muttered to himself: "Such a good sword, it's just a bit small, it can only be used as a hidden weapon. I'll give you a name and it'll be called Sleeved Sword."    

    

Zhou Yi was playing with the small sword in his hand when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.    

    

"Dong Dong Dong"    

    

Zhou Yi suddenly became alert. Holding the small sword, he asked coldly, "Who is it?"    

    

"Landlord, open the door." A woman's voice came from outside the door.    

    

Zhou Yi hid his sword, opened the door, and saw a fat woman standing in the doorway.    

    

"Why are you looking for me?" Zhou Yi asked.    

    

The landlord rolled his eyes at Zhou Yi, twitched his mouth and said, "I came today to formally inform you, I won't rent the house anymore, you have to move out before tomorrow."    

    

"If I remember correctly, the date of the contract hasn't arrived yet."    

    

The landlord sneered: "I know the contract hasn't expired, but so what? To tell you the truth, you provoked someone you shouldn't have. You better obediently move away, otherwise …"    

    

Before the landlord finished, Zhou Yi said, "I won't move until the contract expires."    

    

After saying that, Zhou Yi closed the door.