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

Yang Ding strolled through the campus of Jiangling University with his four wives, while Zhang Peng, the commander of the Regent's personal guards, led the Twelve Yao Guang Guards in a rectangular formation to keep watch downstairs.

Seeing this, the students no longer dared to be jealous and mocking as before, since these top experts could listen to any sound in the entire school.

"If I had known that such a big shot would come from our school, I would have gone to lick his shoes long ago."

"Wasn't his ability to marry Instructor Ye back then a testament to his exceptional qualities?"

"When we go to the North, with this signboard, who will dare to bully us?"

Yang Ding was very displeased after hearing these flattering words.

"Commander Zhang, you've dismissed the Yaoguang Guard. Now I don't hear any more envious or jealous comments about me. It's not pleasant at all. I'm the man who married the Grandmaster Governor."

Zhang Peng looked completely bewildered. "My Regent, your tastes are quite peculiar. You don't like hearing flattery?"

Yang Ding shook his head firmly.

"You don't understand. I'm an orphan. I've been humble for over a decade. Now that I'm arrogant, I enjoy hearing these jealous words."

Zhang Peng gave a thumbs up and issued orders to the Twelve Guards of Yaoguang.

"Everyone heard that, right? Stay away from the Regent. You are free to follow him."

"Yes."

The Twelve Guards of Yaoguang quickly blended into the crowd of college students. They were all highly skilled and looked to be in their early twenties.

The three wives burst into laughter at their husband's words.

"Honey, you can't be serious, you're the Regent."

Zhou Ruoxi brushed her wavy hair behind her ears, touched the footprints on her pregnant belly, and said, "Baby, it seems your father dared to covet me even when Mommy was the governor."

"That's a must." Yang Ding didn't mince words; who wouldn't covet a beautiful and high-status woman?

"Listen to this, your dad is lusting after your mom, not because he likes her, but because he wants to get his hands on her to satisfy his desire for conquest."

Zhou Ruoxi's tone carried a hint of resentment; ever since she had her child, she truly loved Yang Ding.

This is a woman's innate instinct to give birth, and only the one who sows the seed can enjoy absolute true love.

Ye Ke was a serious woman; she didn't smile.

She was still very angry about being defiled last night.

This husband is not only shameless and despicable, but also vulgar. So what if he married a few pretty wives? Is it really necessary to lead a school-wide parade?

Yang Ding took his four wives to the restaurant he and Ye Rou frequented for breakfast, and then they strolled hand in hand to the Imperial Women and Children's Hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance, I saw thirty UAVs parked in the maternal and child health hospital parking lot, and five hundred law enforcement officers in full gear guarding the area.

Jiang Zhongtian, accompanied by more than thirty descendants of the Jiang family, was looking around anxiously. When he saw Yang Ding and his group enter, he shouted, "Rise!"

Instantly, the Jiang family members leaped a hundred meters into the air and pounced on Yang Ding and his group.

Zhang Peng and the Twelve Guards of Yaoguang were so frightened that they immediately went to their defenses in front of Yang Ding.

The hairpin on Mu Qingyao's head was also removed and floated in her palm.

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Zhongtian fell from the height, he landed directly on his knees, and others followed suit. The sound of the kneecaps of the lower-level descendants cracking could even be heard.

Bang bang bang!

The asphalt road was riddled with potholes.

The people who brought the child back to the maternal and child health center were stunned by the scene; they had never seen anything like it.

Zhang Peng pointed his golden-ringed broadsword at Jiang Zhongtian and shouted, "Damn it, Principal Jiang, what are you trying to do?"

"Jiang Zhongtian, along with his clan members, begged the Regent for forgiveness."

Yang Ding pushed Zhang Peng aside and asked, "Forgive what?"

"Forgive me for taking a small amount of resources during my twenty years managing the supplies in Jiangling City."

Yang Ding looked up at the two rows of large numbers of astronomical instruments in front of him. "How many are 'small'?"

Jiang Zhongtian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stammered, "It's worth about three or four hundred billion."

"Awesome!"

Yang Ding shouted loudly, which frightened Jiang Zhongtian so much that he trembled.

Although he was only an eighth-grade martial arts master and didn't take Zhang Peng and his Dragon Guards seriously, Yang Ding had Grandmaster Mu Qingyao behind him, and this guy had even personally killed the strongest water-type Grandmaster Wang Xuehua, so he had no choice but to back down.

"You, as a procurement officer, can embezzle three or four hundred billion yuan worth of cultivation materials and hoard them in your home's basement, while these martial arts academies, superpower academies, and law enforcement officers have to risk their lives to carry out missions in order to exchange for some scarce cultivation resources."

"Please forgive me, Regent!"

"Zhang Peng, take them to inspect the supplies and put them all into the royal treasury."

"Yes, Regent!"

Yang Ding looked at Jiang Zhongtian and his family, "Considering your willingness to hand over your cultivation resources, I won't cause you any trouble this time. But you can't afford to delay your appointment as the president of Jiangling University any longer."

"No, absolutely not. I will lead the instructors to work together to implement the Regent's New Marriage Law."

Yang Ding was very satisfied with this answer.

"By the way, does my father-in-law know about what you're doing?"

Jiang Zhongtian's eyes darted around. "I know. I consulted the city lord first, and he also supports my dedication to the country."

In fact, Zhou Liren was firmly opposed to it. If the Jiang family wouldn't take it, how could the Zhou family take it?

But Jiang Zhongtian knew that if he didn't behave, Yang Ding would definitely wipe out the Jiang family.

The Jiang family certainly didn't have a daughter as exceptional as Zhou Ruoxi to marry Yang Ding as a concubine.

Yang Ding and Jiang Zhongtian helped him up. "Old Master Jiang has good awareness. He didn't betray his own people like Zhao Lie and collude with the rebels of Dongying Kingdom."

"Zhao Lie has ruined his reputation in his later years and made a disgrace. How could I possibly learn from him?"

"Do a good job."

Yang Ding patted the old man's shoulder heavily a few times, then left with his wives.

He needs Jiang Zhongtian as an example to encourage the noble families and powerful clans of other city-states to voluntarily contribute their resources.

Jiang Zhongtian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his mouth watered in shock.

The eldest son asked in a low voice, "Dad, we don't have to die, do we?"

"I... I don't think we need to."

"Father, we've only managed to accumulate three or four hundred billion cultivation resources over all these years. Is there any chance we'll ever have to get them back?"

Seeing that Yang Ding hadn't gone far, Jiang Zhongtian slapped his second son across the face.

"Outrageous! Shameless! Your father promised to turn over a new leaf and start anew. How could you be so attached to material possessions? You must earn your cultivation resources through your own abilities. Only when the human race's system is fair can everyone's enthusiasm be stimulated."

"Only then, under the Regent's leadership, can we lead us into the universe and avenge those invaders."

"Dad is right, it was I who was foolish."

Hu Feng's son was taken in Building 123. The parents were not awakened, and the conditions were very poor. Ten nurses managed one floor, with nearly 50 children. They were basically left to fend for themselves, just enough to keep them from starving.

A nurse, carrying a crying six-month-old baby, slapped him hard on the bottom several times.

"Stop crying, you piece of trash, you unwanted good-for-nothing."

The head nurse and Dean Zou Xiaoren were already waiting at the elevator. The first thing Yang Ding asked as he emerged was, "Where is Luo Guihua's son?"

The head nurse quickly glanced at the roster, then pointed to the baby who had been hit and said, "It's...it's that one."

Yang Ding's face darkened as he looked at the child's bruised and bloodied bottom.

Zou Xiaoren, who was good at reading people, immediately understood and said to the head nurse, "What's this nurse's name? She's so heartless. Send her to the law enforcement bureau's jail."

"this……"

The nurse, with her back to everyone, was unaware of the impending disaster. After roughly feeding Hu Nianhuo, she threw him into the cradle.