After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

From today onwards, the landscape of Qingyang City will likely be completely rewritten.

The most shocked person was none other than Lin Peishan, the prefect of Qingyang County.

Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared unblinkingly at Lin Fengmian, her heart surging with emotion, unable to calm down. Foundation Establishment Great Perfection… annihilating a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, instantly killing a late-stage Golden Core cultivator? This was completely beyond her comprehension!

"Could it be... that Her Majesty the Empress bestowed upon him some kind of heaven-defying treasure or forbidden technique before she went into seclusion?"

It seems that only this explanation can barely make sense.

Only Yu Chan'er gently walked to Lin Fengmian's side, took out a fragrant handkerchief, and gently wiped his fingertips, which were not stained with blood.

In her heart, this was how a young master should be.

Unrivaled!

Seeing that the Zhenyuan Marquis's mansion was doomed, with even the old Marquis Zhou Shan lying dead on the spot, and the forces sent by the Lieyang Sect almost completely wiped out, the stench of blood still lingered in front of the Yu family mansion, but it could not conceal the turbulent situation in Qingyang City.

Yu Chan'er nestled close to Lin Fengmian, tilting her pretty face up with a hint of fear yet overflowing with admiration. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she softly murmured:

"Young master...you are so strong."

Lin Fengmian looked down at her, seeing the watery, almost obsessive look in her eyes, and smiled slightly as he asked, "Oh? Then tell me specifically, what makes you so strong?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Chan'er's pretty face flushed crimson, like a ripe peach. She lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at him again: "Young Master...you're so naughty, you know perfectly well what you're asking..."

Lin Peishan, who was directing her subordinates to clean up the scene, happened to overhear this conversation. Her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she quickly looked away, trying to remain calm as she continued to give orders. However, the fingers holding the command token tightened slightly without her realizing it.

Lin Peishan's movements also paused slightly, her hand, which was directing her subordinates to clean up the scene, hovered in mid-air, and her fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.

An extremely unnatural blush swept across her face, spreading from her ears to her cheeks, standing out vividly in the interplay of moonlight and firelight. She quickly averted her gaze, pretending to check the identity of a charred corpse not far away, but inwardly spitting in disgust.

"I've long heard that this Young Master Lin is a womanizer with countless beauties around him, and now it seems the rumors are true. In broad daylight, in front of everyone, having just gone through a life-or-death battle, he can now flirt with his beloved without a care in the world, showing no restraint whatsoever..."

As she thought this, she inexplicably felt her ears burning. The way Yu Chan'er nestled beside Lin Fengmian, the soft whispers of intimacy, and the undisguised doting smile in Lin Fengmian's eyes when he looked down at her, made even her, an observer, blush and feel her heart pound.

She subconsciously raised her hand to tidy up the stray hairs by her temples, but immediately realized that the action was too deliberate, so she quickly put her hand down, but her fingertips unconsciously clenched her sleeve.

Lin Fengmian, out of the corner of his eye, had already caught Lin Peishan's forced composure, though her ears were already flushed. The dignified Prefect of Qingyang, usually aloof, capable, and imposing, rumored to be impartial in handling state affairs and unyielding in the face of powerful figures, was now revealing such a girlish side, which was quite amusing.

But he didn't tease Yu Chan'er any further. He simply smiled, released his grip on her waist, and turned to look at Lin Peishan, saying seriously:

"I am deeply grateful to Prefect Lin for stepping forward today. I, Lin Fengmian, will remember this kindness. I entrust the handling of the aftermath here entirely to you, Prefect."

Upon hearing this, Lin Peishan quickly composed herself, forcefully suppressing the fleeting flutter in her heart. She took a deep breath, regaining her composed and capable demeanor as a prefect, and with a slight bow, her voice was steady and clear, neither humble nor arrogant:

"Young Master Lin, there's no need for such formalities. These are all matters within Pei Shan's duties, and she will handle them appropriately."

After saying that, she turned around and began to arrange the manpower in an orderly manner.

"Wang Hu, take your men to register the charred corpses one by one, verify their identities, and make a separate register for the people from the Zhenyuan Marquis's residence. Report to the prefecture tomorrow."

"Li Zhao, inventory all weapons and storage bags left on the battlefield, register them, and seal them all away."

"Zhao, bring the craftsmen to repair the houses that were destroyed by the earthquake, count the number of damaged households, and allocate silver from the government treasury for compensation."

"Zhang Xun, maintain order on the perimeter. No unauthorized personnel are allowed to approach."

Each and every matter was handled with clarity and order, and the governor's voice was clear and unquestionable, fully demonstrating his composure and demeanor.

Seeing this, Lin Fengmian nodded inwardly. This woman was not only exceptionally beautiful, but also capable and decisive in her actions, remaining calm in the face of danger. She was indeed a rare and competent official. If the opportunity arose, he might keep an eye on her.

He said nothing more, pulled up Yu Chan'er, who was still blushing and had her head down, and the two slowly walked towards the Yu family members who were already speechless from shock at Lin Fengmian's powerful combat strength.

Seeing Lin Fengmian approach, Yu Changhe snapped out of his daze. He quickly led the elders forward to greet him, bowing respectfully, his voice trembling slightly:

"Many thanks to Young Master Lin for his help today! If it weren't for your intervention, the Yu family would probably have been wiped out of Qingyang City long ago! We will never forget this great kindness!"

His voice held lingering fear, excitement, and above all, the relief of surviving a close call. He had witnessed that battle firsthand.

Zhou Hanshan, a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, and Elder He, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, were both top-tier experts who were like children in front of Lin Fengmian, dying before they could even last a single exchange.

The sky filled with lightning, the devastating punch, and the figure that effortlessly crushed everything—these images still replay in his mind.

With such combat power, let alone Qingyang City, how many people in the entire Qingyang Prefecture could rival them?

Behind Yu Changhe, several clan elders also bowed repeatedly, their expressions complex. There was gratitude, awe, and even more so, lingering fear.

Remembering how they had previously hesitated about whether to continue their alliance with Lin Fengmian,

Some even secretly suggested finding another backer, but now, thinking back on it, I feel a burning shame.

Yu Changhe's gaze toward Lin Fengmian was now devoid of any hesitation or reservation, filled only with respect and relief.

I'm so glad I didn't stop my daughter from seeing him. I'm so glad Yu Chan'er chose the right person. I'm so glad the Yu family bet on the right horse in this gamble.

Lin Fengmian waved his hand casually, his tone completely indifferent:

"Uncle Yu, there's no need for that. Yu Chan'er's affairs are my affairs. If the Yu family encounters any difficulties in the future, just tell me directly."

These words were tantamount to formally bringing the Yu family under his wing. At the same time, they served as a warning to other ill-intentioned forces in Qingyang City.

The Yu family is under the protection of Lin Fengmian.

If you're thinking of doing anything wicked, you should first ask Lin Fengmian if he agrees, and ask the lightning-filled sky and the fist that shattered gold and split rocks if he agrees.