While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

"You flatter me, Vice Commander. I am not Yang Ding, who came from a pig farming background. I am Wang Gao, the second son-in-law of the Fang family. My grandfather is He Lianting."

"Oh, I understand."

Zhang Beiye patted Wang Gao's shoulder with his palm, which was as big as a palm fan.

"Young people should rely on themselves."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm married now, and I'm working as Director Mu's assistant at the military hospital through my own abilities."

Although the Wang family is the ruler of Donghai City, Zhang Beiye commands a million Donghai soldiers, and he is only afraid of Wang Xuehua among the entire Wang family.

What is Wang Gao anyway?

Zhang Beiye sat at the main table and chatted with the three old men of the Wang family about the recent battle situation in the East China Sea.

"Recently, piracy has become increasingly rampant. At least three groups have been discovered: military pirates from the White Eagle Empire, real pirates wandering around, and the last group might even be from the Jinglong Kingdom."

"People from Jinglong Kingdom would dare to be pirates? Really?"

Huang Laoliu looked shocked. He took out a cigarette, handed it to Zhang Beiye, and lit it for him.

Zhang Beiye took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Who knows? These three groups are attacking the drilling platform more and more frequently. If things get really bad, I'll have to personally kill a few to set an example."

Huang Laoliu panicked.

He was Wang Xuehua's sixth husband, and he worked with the seventh brother, He Lianting, to hunt mermaids.

He was on submarine No. 1 directing the attack on submarine No. 2 that night.

If he were there, Yang Ding and his group wouldn't have been able to escape so easily; he was an SS-level metal-type expert.

But compared to Zhang Beiye, he's just a nobody.

Wang Zhan, the governor of the law enforcement bureau, laughed and said, "They should be killed. The cultivation resources of the East Sea belong to the entire Jinglong Empire."

Zhang Beiye chuckled and said, "I'm relieved to hear you say that, Lao Wang."

At this moment, Yang Ding and four beauties entered the banquet hall.

Mu Lan was walking at the front; to avoid suspicion, she did not walk with Yang Ding.

Yang Ding was in the middle, with Ye Rou holding a child on his left, Fang Jing holding a child on his right, and Zhou Ruoxi with one hand in her pocket.

All the guests in the banquet hall looked over.

Yang Ding's illustrious name was already known to officers of the rank of general.

Zhang Beiye, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, carefully examined the young man before him, but couldn't discern anything special about him.

But Yang Ding was very confident that he could still have plenty of energy even after having three top-quality wives, which showed that his martial arts skills were not low.

However, Seventh Master He Lianting gave Yang Ding a vicious look.

The two dead and one injured in the No. 2 submarine incident were all his children.

Upon seeing Yang Ding arrive, Fang's second concubine immediately perked up and nudged Wang Gao and Fang Qiuyue.

"The time to shine has come."

She greeted Mu Lan with a smile, "Oh, Dean Mu, you've arrived! Please come and sit at the head table; the banquet is about to begin."

Mu Lan handed her the razor and said, "I won't go to the main table. I'll sit with Yang Ding's family."

"Who are you? How can you sit at the same table with them?"

Mu Lan ignored her and sat down at Zhang Peng's table.

The second concubine stared blankly at the razor in her hand, which still had its label on it.

"What do you mean? That's it? Where's the red envelope?"

Although it's the in-laws' wedding banquet today, the Donghai Hotel's prices are ostensibly very high.

Who comes here to freeload without even giving a gift worth 10,000 yuan?

She expected Mulan to earn 20,000 yuan, after all, she was unmarried and had a high income.

The second concubine's face immediately turned ugly.

"How shameless! Her annual salary must be no less than five million."

Fang Hongbo glared at her fiercely, "You even dare to curse Dean Mu, are you fucking tired of living?"

"He's just a captain, isn't he?"

"Shut up!"

Fang Hongbo is an authority when it comes to serious matters.

He just couldn't stand the torment from his three concubines' constant crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide.

The second concubine was seething with anger. Looking at Yang Ding's three stunning wives, her daughter Fang Qiuyue's looks paled in comparison, and even her son-in-law Wang Gao was drooling over them.

"You four didn't come empty-handed, did you?"

Fang Hongbo had never intended to accept Yang Ding's gift.

"Son-in-law and daughter, you don't need to bring gifts. Please take your seats; the meal will begin shortly."

"When it's your parents' birthday, you, as their child, have to give them a big gift. As your second son-in-law, Wang Gao will not only help you host the banquet, but also give you a million-dollar gift."

The second concubine shouted at the top of her lungs, as if afraid that no one would hear her.

Fang Hongbo's marriage to his concubine has always been a joke in the East China Sea Navy. His comrades and subordinates all watched with bated breath, waiting for the next good show to unfold.

Fang Hongbo was speechless, but he couldn't hit this woman in front of everyone.

He patted Wang Gao on the shoulder generously, "No need, your father-in-law appreciates your kindness."

"That won't do, Dad. As your son-in-law, how can I let the uncles and aunts of the East Sea Navy laugh at me?"

Wang Gao's voice was even louder. He quickly opened the box on the table, took out a black gold horse-slaying sword about 1.3 meters long, and handed it to his father-in-law.

"Father-in-law, this is the horse-slaying sword that Qiuyue and I prepared for you. We don't know if you will like it."

"I like it, I like it very much."

Fang Hongbo wanted a long knife, and many of his subordinates bought them, but he couldn't bear to buy one.

He looked at the second concubine warily, "This is my weapon, don't even think about selling it."

"This was a gift from my son-in-law. You're always giving money to your eldest son-in-law, but he can't even afford to give you a birthday present. Don't you know who's better?"

The daughter, Fang Qiuyue, also inherited her mother's wisdom, saying, "Yes, Dad, you can't use my husband's filial piety to compensate the eldest daughter, can you?"

Seeing that Fang Hongbo was a little embarrassed, his old boss Zhang Beiye had no choice but to help him out.

"Hey Xiao Fang, are we going to start the banquet or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"Open it! Open it now!"

He Lianting also laughed and said, "Yang Ding is just a freshman in college. He comes from a poor family and has no parents. How could he afford to give such a generous gift? I suggest that you, my dear in-laws, don't make things difficult for the young man."

He pretends to be a nice guy, but secretly he wishes Yang Ding would die sooner; he's already prepared the poison.

Even an alien toxin that destroys Yang Ding's martial arts foundation won't kill him.

Yang Ding yelled at his second aunt, "Ever since I came in, you've been nagging nonstop, I haven't been able to get a word in edgewise. Who said I didn't bring a gift?"

The second concubine was a little confused.

Wait a minute, this kid was behaving very well the other day, how come he's so arrogant now?

"You poor wretch, not only do you not give me a gift, but you also have no manners."

Wang Gao sized up Yang Ding, "You have nothing but your empty hands, yet you speak so arrogantly. Not only do you lack upbringing, but your character is also questionable. I really don't know how these three beauties could possibly be interested in you."

"My husband is so much better than you, a freeloader."

After Fang Jing finished speaking, she turned to look at Yang Ding and said, "Honey, go to the helipad and get the gift down. We'll wait for you here."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Yang Ding didn't bring it up directly; he was deliberately trying to bait people into giving him a slap in the face.

He found the bathroom, locked it, took out a two-meter-long black gold broadsword from his personal storage space, and carried it to the banquet hall.

Wang Gao was extremely smug. He clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Uncles, aunts, and grandfathers, he won't be coming back. Let's start the meal right away. There's no need to ruin everyone's appetite for this poor brother-in-law."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Yang Ding, who had just entered, threw out a 200-kilogram broadsword.

"Catch it, you bastard!"