Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Upon hearing this, Wenruo's seemingly composed old face instantly lost all color.

"Young Master Lin, it's a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding!"

The refined strategist, who had remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain, now had his composure shattered.

He lunged forward, his withered arm bursting with astonishing strength, and grabbed Lin Mo's arm tightly.

"Young Master Lin, please let me explain!"

Wenruo's voice trembled, and his old face turned bright red.

"Those people meant no harm! They...they were my guards! Yes! Just ordinary guards!"

Lin Mo tucked his other hand into his pocket, turned his face to the side, and looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.

"Oh? Ordinary guards? Not assassins?"

"Why did I just hear you shouting at the top of your lungs, telling them to... take the princess home?"

"Judging from their tone, they were filled with murderous intent. I thought they were going to force their way into my city lord's mansion and kidnap someone in public."

No! Absolutely not!

Wenru shook her head vigorously, and increased the force in her hands.

"I spoke rashly in a moment of panic! I spoke rashly!"

His mind raced, frantically trying to find a solution.

"The princess...she ran away from home, and the prince is frantic with worry!"

"I was just confused for a moment, thinking I could scare the princess this way and make her obey! I had absolutely no intention of offending you, young master! Really!"

"Oh... I see."

Lin Mo drew out his words and nodded slowly.

"Yes, yes, that's definitely true!"

Seeing that Lin Mo seemed to believe her, Wenruo felt a huge weight lift from her heart.

However, the stone has not yet fallen to the ground.

"but……"

Lin Mo spoke again.

Wenruo's heart suddenly jumped back into her throat.

Lin Mo pried open Wen Ruo's clamp-like hand and slowly dusted off the wrinkled sleeves.

"However, Mr. Wen's words just now reminded me."

He turned around, spread his hands in front of the group of beauties in the courtyard, and looked innocent and helpless.

"As you ladies know, things are not peaceful in our Northern Territory right now."

"To the west, a stupid donkey is sharpening its knife, and the city is a mixed bag, with spies from all sides scurrying around like rats in the sewers every day."

As Lin Mo spoke, he walked back to Wen Ruo.

"So, for the safety of Zhenbei City, and for the safety of my whole family, I think... in special times, we have to use special measures."

Lin Mo's gaze fell on the shadow guard who was kneeling on one knee.

"These more than one hundred armed men of unknown origin, who are lurking around my house suspiciously, all look like high-risk individuals."

"Therefore, for safety reasons, I can only ask them to go to the Western Hills for the time being to contribute to the infrastructure construction in the North."

As Lin Mo spoke, he turned to look at Wen Ruo with an extremely sincere smile on his face.

"The Xishan Mine is currently short-staffed, and they are offering free meals and accommodation, along with daily physical and mental training."

"I'm sure you can understand my difficulties, Mr. Wen, right?"

"After all, they were just ordinary guards; losing them is no big deal. Given your status, sir, you probably wouldn't care too much, would you?"

boom--

Wenruo felt like her brain had exploded.

Ordinary guards?

Those were damned Baiyue assassins!

It is the sharpest and most treasured knife in the hands of the Miao King!

Each one is a precious gem built with mountains of gold and silver!

Are they just going to send them to mine without any explanation?

If the prince finds out, he'll skin him alive!

"No...no! Young Master Lin! Absolutely not!"

Wen Ruo wanted to stop him, but Lin Mo was no longer looking at him and was preparing to give the Shadow Guard the final order.

Just then.

Lin Mo felt his clothes being gently tugged.

He lowered his head.

A pair of large, bright, watery eyes, as clear and innocent as a fawn's, were gazing at him expectantly.

Xia Man'er hadn't actually understood what had happened.

All she knew was that Grandpa Wen had come and was going to take her back.

Then, Brother Lin Mo used some kind of magic to make all the Baiyue assassins that Grandpa Wen brought disappear.

But now, she understands.

Brother Lin Mo is going to send Father's Baiyue assassins to work in the mines.

She didn't quite understand what mining was, but it sounded terrible and deadly.

That's not a good idea.

"Brother Lin Mo..."

Xia Man'er's small hand gripped Lin Mo's clothes and shook them gently.

"They... He's not a spy, nor is he a bad guy."

Her voice was soft and gentle.

"They were all my father's most capable and favorite subordinates. They protected me and played with me since I was a child."

"They...are not bad people."

Xia Man'er looked up at her delicate little face, her eyes already veiled with a thin layer of mist.

"Brother Lin Mo, please don't send them to work in the mines, okay?"

As she spoke, she pointed to Wenruo, who was almost petrified, standing to the side.

"And then there's Grandpa Wen. Although he's always nagging and constantly complains to my father about me, he's actually a good old man."

"When I used to get into trouble, my dad would spank me, but Grandpa Wen would secretly stuff a cotton pad under my bottom."

"You...don't make things difficult for him, okay?"

Xia - the ultimate weapon of mass destruction - Man'er, started shaking Lin Mo's arm, almost hanging on it.

Those eyes...

Gan!

Here we go again! It's that same trick again!

Lin Mo felt as if he had been struck by a mysterious force, and his whole body froze.

Those eyes seemed to contain some ultimate law of the universe.

Even the most hard-hearted man would melt into a lump of mud under its gaze.

This attack power is a hundred times more terrifying than Qin Ruxue's sword or Gu Ling'er's thunderbolt!

Actually, he never intended to really do anything to those people.

After all, these people are the apple of their future father-in-law's eye.

If things are taken too far, how will I be able to propose marriage again?

He was just annoyed that Wen Ruo had used the excuse of 300,000 troops to intimidate him, and wanted to deflate the old man's arrogance.

But now...

Here comes the step.

It's still a luxurious marble staircase inlaid with diamonds and featuring handrails.

"Please, Brother Lin Mo~"

Xia Man'er thought Lin Mo disagreed because he didn't react for a long time.

Her big eyes welled up with tears, and her voice trembled with a sob.

That shout almost made Lin Mo's soul fly away.

He suddenly came to his senses, raised his hand, and stiffly touched Xia Man'er's head.

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."

His voice, without him even realizing it, had softened several degrees.

"Since they are people that Man'er trusts, I naturally won't make things difficult for them."

"Yay! Brother Lin Mo is the best!"

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Xia Man'er's gloomy expression vanished instantly, replaced by a smile brighter than the sun.

Lin Mo turned around and waved to the shadow guard who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Take him away and keep him under temporary custody."

He thought for a moment, then added another sentence.

"Treat them well with good food and drink, don't neglect them, and don't harm them in the slightest."

"Yes."

The shadow guard's voice was devoid of emotion, showing no reaction to the outcome.

He responded, his body twisting again, like a drop of ink merging into the shadows, disappearing from the spot.

Until that eerie aura completely disappeared.

Wen Ruo felt as if she had been brought back to life.

His body went limp, and he almost lost his balance. He leaned against a nearby pillar, panting heavily.

My forehead and back were covered in cold sweat.

They've been saved; the Prince's Baiyue elite warriors have finally been saved...