After descending the mountain, my aloof fiancée became completely devoted to me.

"You...you dare to lay a hand on me! I am Feng Chengye, the second young master of the Feng family. My elder brother is Feng Jiye. The Feng family is a top-tier reclusive family in Jiangcheng. If you hurt me, the Feng family will not let you off!" Feng Chengye retreated step by step, roaring fiercely but weakly, trying to intimidate Lin Ping with his Feng family identity.

Looking at the trembling Feng Chengye, Lin Ping just found it laughable; this group of people were just like that, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Lin Ping's eyes were cold, and his steps were unhurried. He walked straight to Shen Aoxue, raised his hand and gently pulled. The steel chains wrapped around her instantly broke off like strands of hair and scattered on the ground.

He carefully supported the weak Shen Aoxue, took off his own coat and wrapped it tightly around her. His movements were gentle, his eyes full of doting affection, completely devoid of the murderous aura he had shown earlier, revealing a tenderness unique to him.

"Xue, are you alright?"

Shen Aoxue shook her head slightly and subconsciously grasped Lin Ping's hand: "I'm fine, you can't get hurt."

Lin Ping smiled and said, "The person who can hurt me hasn't been born yet. As long as you're alright, that's all that matters."

After confirming that Shen Aoxue was not seriously injured, but was just weak and unconscious, Lin Ping's anger subsided slightly. He turned to look at Feng Chengye, his eyes once again as cold as ice.

"The Feng family, those who injured me, still dare to threaten me? They're courting death."

Lin Ping reached out and grabbed Feng Chengye. An invisible force instantly locked Feng Chengye's entire body, rendering him completely unable to move or even struggle. Lin Ping grabbed him by the back of the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air like a dead dog.

Feng Chengye struggled desperately, but he could not break free from that terrifying force. He lost all face and was in a sorry state. He was no longer arrogant and ruthless as before, and was filled with fear.

Lin Ping carried him, his steps unhurried, and stepped straight out of the dungeon, ignoring all the trembling Feng family warriors along the way who dared not approach, heading straight for the main hall of the Feng family mansion.

At this moment, the Feng family patriarch, the elders of the Feng family, and the eldest young master Feng Jiye were all gathered in the main hall, each with a solemn expression. They had already sensed the strange movements coming from the dungeon and were filled with fear.

The next second, Lin Ping strode into the lobby and flicked his wrist.

"Bang!"

Feng Chengye was slammed hard into the center of the Feng family's main hall, crashing heavily onto the polished floor tiles. He coughed up blood, his body wracked with pain, and he could no longer get up.

The entire Feng family present paled instantly, falling silent as if trembling in fear. Looking at Lin Ping, who exuded a chilling aura, they dared not even breathe loudly.

Old Master Feng's face turned ashen. He abruptly stood up, looked at the disheveled Feng Chengye, then at the imposing Lin Ping, and said in a deep voice, "You have trespassed into my Feng family and injured my family members. You are showing far too little respect for the Feng family!"

"Don't you take him seriously?" Lin Ping sneered, his imperial aura sweeping across the entire Feng family hall, causing all the Feng family elders and disciples to turn pale and their legs to go weak. "He kidnapped my woman, plotted to seize the Shen family's land, and set a deadly trap to assassinate me. The Feng family has failed in its discipline, allowing its son to commit such a heinous act. This debt should be settled properly."

His gaze was sharp as he looked directly at Old Master Feng, his tone domineering and leaving no room for negotiation: "Today I will not destroy the Feng family's foundation, but the Feng family must give me an explanation."

"Within three days, hand over all those involved in this matter, compensate for all losses, and personally visit Shen Aoxue to kowtow and apologize."

"If you fail to do so, I will personally wipe out the Feng family in three days, ensuring that the Feng family ceases to exist in Jiangcheng!"

Every word was powerful and domineering, showing no regard for the reclusive Feng family of Jiangcheng. It was a strong slap in the face, and the feeling of satisfaction was overwhelming.

Feng Jiye's face darkened. He wanted to step forward to argue, but when he saw the murderous aura in Lin Ping's eyes, he froze on the spot, not daring to make the slightest move.

No one from the Feng family dared to object or stop him; they could only watch helplessly as Lin Ping exerted immense pressure and power in the Feng family's main hall.

Lin Ping didn't glance at the Feng family members again. He turned around, walked to Shen Aoxue's side, bent down, and gently picked her up in his arms. With his upright posture and composed steps, he walked straight out of the Feng family mansion.

He could have traveled thousands of miles in an instant to return to the Shen family, but Shen Aoxue in his arms was weak and could not withstand the impact of the high-speed journey, so he deliberately slowed down, carried her into the car, and drove back to the Shen family smoothly.

Inside the carriage, Shen Aoxue nestled in Lin Ping's arms, her cheeks slightly flushed, a warm feeling welling up inside her. Looking at the man beside her, whose eyes were cool and aloof yet who was extremely gentle with her, she felt a deep sense of dependence and affection, and her gaze towards him grew even more tender.

The journey was smooth and fast, and we arrived at Shen Family Manor in less than half an hour.

Lin Ping carried Shen Aoxue and slowly stepped out of the car. The chill around him gradually dissipated, leaving only tenderness in his eyes.

Unbeknownst to him, inside the Feng family's main hall, Old Master Feng looked at Feng Chengye with an extremely gloomy expression. He then turned to Feng Jiye and spoke in a deep voice, his tone filled with ruthlessness and determination:

"Go, secretly contact the martial arts forces outside the region. Lin Ping's strength is too terrifying; keeping him alive will only cause great trouble. If he still refuses to give up after three days, use your trump card to completely eliminate him!"

Lin Ping carried the weak Shen Aoxue into the Shen family's living room. Chen Jinmei, who had been restless and sleepless all night, suddenly looked up and saw her unharmed daughter. Her eyes instantly reddened, and she rushed over with weak legs.

"Aoxue! My daughter!"

Chen Jinmei grabbed Shen Aoxue's hand, tears streaming down her face as she looked at her pale and haggard appearance. She turned to Lin Ping and bowed deeply, her voice trembling with gratitude, "Mr. Lin, thank you so much! Thank you for risking everything to save Aoxue. The entire Shen family owes you a life. From now on, you are the Shen family's greatest benefactor, and we will serve you at your beck and call!"

If it weren't for Lin Ping, she would never have seen her daughter again in her life, and the Shen family would have fallen into the abyss. At this moment, Chen Jinmei only felt awe and gratitude towards Lin Ping, without the slightest doubt.

Shen Aoxue leaned against Lin Ping's chest, gently comforting her agitated mother. Her expression remained gentle and calm, but her gaze towards Lin Ping held an unyielding tenderness and dependence.

Lin Ping gently helped Shen Aoxue sit on the sofa, his movements tender. Then, with a calm expression and without any concealment, he spoke directly.

"Aoxue, I have to confess something to you: I've destroyed Shen Qianxue's sanity!"

He was straightforward and frank, without any excuses or cover-ups. He never felt he had done anything wrong, nor did he bother to conceal his actions.

Upon hearing this, Shen Aoxue lowered her eyes and remained silent for a moment. Her long eyelashes concealed the loneliness in her eyes. When she looked up again, all that remained was a sense of relief and calmness. She gently tugged at Lin Ping's sleeve, her voice soft yet clear.

"You don't need to blame yourself, and you don't need to take it to heart."

"I have repaid the favors I owed her before, and now our sisterhood is over, and we owe each other nothing."

"It's her own fault for being stubborn and malicious; it has nothing to do with you. This is the end she deserves."

Lin Ping looked at the righteous, gentle, and insightful woman before him. All the coldness in his eyes melted away, replaced by a rare gentleness. He reached out and gently rubbed her head, offering silent comfort.

Such a gentle and doting gesture made Shen Aoxue's cheeks flush red, her heart suddenly race, and she lowered her eyes, not daring to look him in the eye. Her heart was filled with girlish feelings, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the harem was quietly filled.

After settling Shen Aoxue to rest, Lin Ping remained as casual and indifferent as ever, as if the ruthless emperor who had previously swept through the Feng family and dominated Jiangcheng was nothing more than an illusion, and he did not take the upcoming life-or-death battle in Black Rock Valley to heart at all.