In this chaotic world of vying for power, I can become stronger by marrying a wife.

The Crown Prince stepped forward, lowered his voice, and said with a tone full of resentment, "You think you can rest easy just because you have the Emperor's decree? Su Ming, the waters in this capital are very deep. Be careful not to drown."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness." Su Ming leaned closer and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I'm not afraid of deep water, I can swim. But Your Highness, next time you send someone to kill me, remember to find someone decent. I'd rather not kill the likes."

After saying that, Su Ming ignored the livid-faced crown prince and strode away.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw Xiao Qingtian pacing back and forth at the entrance. Only when he saw Su Ming emerge unharmed did his dark face relax.

"How is it?" Xiao Qingtian asked anxiously.

"Liu Quan's entire family was executed, Zhang Tingyu was exiled, and the Crown Prince was placed under house arrest," Su Ming summarized simply.

Xiao Qingtian was taken aback for a moment, then sighed, "His Majesty is still too soft-hearted."

"It's not that I'm soft-hearted, it's just a matter of weighing the options." Su Ming mounted his horse and pulled on the reins. "But it doesn't matter, the feud is already set in stone, there'll be plenty of fun to come."

"And what about you?"

"You've been promoted." Su Ming tossed the brand-new captain's token to Xiao Qingtian. "Sixth rank, we're equals from now on, so stop ordering me around."

Xiao Qingtian caught the token and laughed, scolding, "You brat, you're really pushing your luck."

The two rode side by side toward the main camp.

"Oh right, those twenty-seven corpses..." Su Ming suddenly remembered this.

"The Censorate handled it, saying it was a sudden death." Xiao Qingtian sneered, "The court is best at covering up such dirty deeds."

Su Ming nodded and said nothing more.

It was already noon when they returned to the Shenji Camp.

The camp was quiet.

Su Ming dismounted and, as soon as he entered the gate, saw Zhang San leading his men around a large pot, the aroma of which was enticing.

"The master is back!"

Li Si, who had sharp eyes, shouted out.

In an instant, more than a hundred people surrounded him, all staring at him expectantly.

"What are you all looking at? Is there something on my face?" Su Ming said with a laugh.

"My lord, the palace... didn't do anything to you, did they?" Wei Lang asked cautiously.

Su Ming looked around at his brothers who had crawled out of piles of corpses, and the resentment he had accumulated in the court dissipated considerably.

"What can you do?" Su Ming pulled out the imperial edict from his pocket and tossed it into Wei Lang's arms. "From now on, our Shenji Battalion will be the Emperor's personal guard! Our rations and pay will be doubled, our equipment will be upgraded, and if anyone dares to withhold even a single grain of rice from us, I'll chop off their head and use it as a football!"

"roar!"

A deafening cheer erupted in the camp.

Zhang San, his face flushed with excitement, rubbed his hands together and said, "Then can we have a good meal? There's horse meat stewing in the pot!"

"Eat!" Su Ming waved his hand, "Bring out the wine too, tonight we won't leave until we're drunk!"

Amid cheers, Su Ming walked alone to a corner and sat down against the tent.

[Ding! Emergency mission "Last Stand" completed!]

[Reward: Divine Weapon "Shura Blade"!]

[Luck Value +300!]

Current Luck Value: 620

A long, jet-black sword appeared out of thin air in the system space.

The blade was long and narrow, faintly glowing with a bloody light; it was clearly a weapon that had drunk countless lives.

With a thought, Su Ming summoned the Asura Blade in his hand.

It felt slightly heavy in my hand, and a chilling killing intent shot straight to my head from my palm.

"A fine knife."

Su Ming flicked his finger, and the blade emitted a crisp sound like a dragon's roar.

With this sword and the Great Archer Bow, he could even fight against a peak eighth-rank expert.

"Brother Su..."

A timid voice came from behind.

Su Ming looked up and saw Li Yueru standing not far away, holding a bowl of steaming noodle soup in her hands.

She was wearing an ill-fitting men's military uniform, which made her look even thinner, but she was clean and her face was no longer as pale as before. However, her eyes were red, indicating that she had been crying.

"What's wrong?" Su Ming sheathed his knife and beckoned, "Come here."

Li Yueru sat down next to him and handed him the bowl. "I heard you went to the palace. I... I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of? Afraid I won't come back?" Su Ming took the bowl and took a big gulp. It smelled so good; it was the taste of home.

"Hmm." Li Yueru lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers. "They say the palace is a place where people are eaten alive without spitting out the bones."

"That's for other people." Su Ming reached out and ruffled her hair, which was soft. "I'm someone even the King of Hell wouldn't take. Those people in the palace don't have such good teeth."

Li Yueru was amused by him, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye trembled slightly, making her look incredibly beautiful.

"Oh, right, this is for you."

As if by magic, Su Ming pulled a brocade box from his pocket.

This is what I casually took from Liu Quan's confiscated property when I left the palace.

When Li Yueru opened it, she found a white jade hairpin, its surface smooth and lustrous, without a single impurity.

"This..." Li Yueru was a little flustered, "It's too valuable."

"Valuable my foot, it's a dead man's stuff, might as well take it." Su Ming took the hairpin and clumsily stuck it in her hair. "Don't always wear your hair down like a ghost."

Li Yueru touched the hairpin in her hair, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes were full of tears.

"Brother Su, you're so kind to me."

"Don't give me that." Su Ming buried his head in his noodles. "Get well soon. I have something for you to do in a few days."

"What is it?"

"Manage the money," Su Ming said vaguely. "From now on, the accounts of the Divine Machine Battalion will be yours to manage."

Li Yueru was stunned.

In this chaotic world, women are commodities, appendages; no man would ever entrust a woman with the power of money and property.

"What? You don't want to?"

"I do! I do!" Li Yueru nodded frantically, tears falling into the bowl.

[Ding! Li Yueru's favorability +10!]

[Current Affection Level: 95 (Through Life and Death)!]

[Special Reward: Basic Domestic Affairs Mastery!]

Su Ming's lips curled up slightly.

now it's right.

In this cannibalistic world, killing alone is not enough.

He needs a knife, and he also needs a housekeeper to help him protect his home front.

Just then, Wei Lang rushed over, his expression somewhat strange.

"Sir, someone outside the camp requests an audience."

"Who?" Su Ming didn't even look up.

She said... she was Murong Yan.

Su Ming paused in his eating.

Murong Yan?

The female tyrannosaurus who had her command stolen by him, and who was also saved by him?

The one with a negative 10 in favorability rating?

"What is she doing here?" Su Ming frowned.

"She said..." Wei Lang swallowed, "She came to report to the Shenji Camp, saying that His Majesty ordered her to be transferred to be your adjutant."

"Cough cough cough!"

Su Ming almost choked to death on the noodle soup.

The old emperor's move was truly underhanded.

By placing a powerful female general like Murong Yan into his Shenji Battalion, was he planting spies, or did he want to see the two of them fight?

"Let her in."

Su Ming wiped his mouth, stood up, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

Since you're here, don't expect to leave unscathed.

The waters of the Divine Machine Camp are not so easy to wade through.