The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Regardless of whether it is returned or rejected, the result is the same, which saves a lot of trouble.

But Mrs. Lin's attitude was a bit too arrogant.

"Madam, can you fully represent Mr. Lin?"

Li Muchen must understand this, otherwise the marriage will be broken off and the relationship will be difficult to break, and there will be trouble in the future.

Mrs. Lin obviously misunderstood what he meant, and said with a sneer: "You are really shameless. When my old man drank too much, he wrote a marriage contract. It was a drunken joke and should not be taken seriously. Of course, I know it. You will definitely not be willing to let you go like this, and it will make our Lin family look too ungraceful. Let's do this, you keep the engagement, and I will give you two million. This amount of money will be enough for you to live a good life for the rest of your life."

Mrs. Lin raised her hand to indicate that Butler Luo took out a box, placed it on the coffee table and opened it. Inside was neatly packed banknotes.

Li Muchen suddenly felt a little funny.

You worked so hard just for two million?

If I agree today, I won’t be laughed to death by the immortals all over the world if word spreads. A dignified disciple of Tiandu, a member of the Wanxian sect, is worth two million?

Mr. Lin didn't come forward, so I don't know what his original intention was. Mrs. Lin used money to hit people again.

Originally, breaking off the engagement was the end of a mortal bond, but now it has become more and more unclean.

"Two million..." Li Muchen gently patted the armrest of the chair under his buttocks worth more than [-] million, "The Lin family is really rich!"

Mrs. Lin thought he thought the price was too low, and sneered, "I don't have much cash at home. If you don't think it's too little, I can write you another check for three million, for a total of five million. How about that?"

Li Muchen shook his head, looking indifferent.

Mrs. Lin frowned slightly and said, "Ten million."

Li Muchen still didn't speak.

Butler Luo said angrily: "Boy, you don't know how to flatter yourself. People are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants. Be careful if you lose your life."

Li Muchen glanced at Butler Luo, then at Mrs. Lin, and asked, "Are you threatening me?"

"That's right." Mrs. Lin said lightly, acquiescing to Butler Luo's words.

"Madam, you may regret it if you do this."

"Regret?" Mrs. Lin smiled, "Haha, I want to see how you can make me regret it."

Li Muchen stood up, took out the yellowed paper from his pocket, spread it out on the table.

Mrs. Lin's eyes shone brightly: "That's right. Young people should know the general picture and the importance. Some things are destined not to be yours, but money is something that can really change your destiny."

She was about to reach out to take it, but Li Muchen put his hand on the paper.

"Ma'am, do you know what I'm doing today?"

"I have always believed that one's destiny must be in one's own hands and cannot be controlled by others. Even my grandfather cannot dictate my marriage. So, I came here to break off the engagement today."

Mrs. Lin was stunned for a moment, then smiled contemptuously. She could understand that the young man was so proud that he found a way to go down the steps.

Li Muchen folded the paper again, gently and slowly, folded it neatly, and put it back in his pocket.

"But now, I don't plan to retreat. If you want to retreat, let Lin Shangyi come and tell me."

Mrs. Lin and Butler Luo suddenly changed their expressions, "Li Muchen, do you know what you are doing?"

Li Muchen ignored him, turned around, and walked away without looking back.

Looking at Li Muchen's leaving figure, Mrs. Lin was shaking with anger. She vaguely realized that she might have made a big mistake.

"Madam, do you want to stop him?" Butler Luo asked.

Mrs. Lin waved her hand, "Don't make trouble in the mansion, the old man can't know about this matter."

"Old man, will you really approve of this marriage?"

"The old man values ​​his reputation more than his life. If he knew that Li Muchen was coming, he would definitely force Manqing to marry him. I will not marry my daughter to a poor beggar, never!" Mrs. Lin gritted her teeth.

"Madam, do you want..." Butler Luo made a gesture, "I find someone to deal with this kid?"

Mrs. Lin was silent for a moment and said: "Don't kill anyone, just teach him a lesson and drive him out of Hecheng. The most important thing is to get back the engagement contract written by the old man himself."

She stood up slightly tiredly and walked towards the stairs. She suddenly turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, give him the two million. This is what I promised. We can't let people say that our Lin family is stingy and tell him to never step on it again." Take a step into Hecheng."

"Don't worry, madam, I'll take care of it right away." Butler Luo looked at a box of banknotes on the table, with a hint of greed in his eyes, and murmured, "He won't show up in Hecheng again..."

……

Li Muchen left the Lin family villa and headed towards Lingshan Lake in the western suburbs, where his grandfather's grave was.

He grew up with his grandfather, lived in an old house in the western suburbs, and made a living by picking up garbage. When he was seven years old, his grandfather died suddenly. Because he had no money to buy a cemetery, he could only secretly bury his grandfather's bones on the desert beach by Lingshan Lake. No one cared about it and no one would ask them for money.

Lingshan Lake was so big that he couldn't see the edge at a glance. He came to the deserted beach where his grandfather was buried. Looking from here, the lake was steaming and filled with water, like a fairyland.

Among the reeds on the deserted beach, someone was fishing. The fishing line is so long that the float is almost invisible.

When passing by the man, Li Muchen immediately realized that this was not an ordinary person, and he was not really fishing.

This man is circulating his true energy, and heat is steaming out of his body. At the same time, the spiritual energy of the lakes and mountains of the Western Zhou Dynasty is also converging on him.

This is a master, and his kung fu has at least reached the level of strength. However, there were obviously serious internal injuries on his body, and he was using the spiritual energy of the lake and mountains to heal his injuries.

Li Muchen didn't expect to meet a Huajin master when he first came to Hecheng. Those who can master Huajin in Kung Fu are rare in the world. Of course, in the eyes of Tiandu disciples, this is nothing.

Only after transforming into strength can one become a master, and only then can they be qualified to explore the road to Tiandu, and only a few can climb Tiandu Peak.

Tiandu Peak, Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, the ancestral court respected by all the immortal sects in the world. During the war between immortals and demons, one hundred thousand sword immortals set up a formation of ten thousand immortal swords on Tiandu Peak to fight against the demons outside the realm and protect the peace of the world.

This is a place that truly looks down on the world, and it is not something ordinary people can go to.

As for Li Muchen, he climbed Tiandu Peak at the age of seven.

He was not interested in the anglers by the lake. He hurried past and knelt down in front of his grandfather's grave.

It has been more than ten years, and I can't help but sigh with emotion when I think of my childhood memories. My grandfather's kind face appears in front of my eyes. Li Muchen feels sad and laments: "Master, my unfilial grandson is back to see you!"

The sad voice carried with the wind, passed through the reed swamps, and lingered on the wide lake, sobbing.

He knelt in front of the grave for a long time, silently recounting in his heart everything about his practice with Yunyangzi at Tiandu Peak. Finally, he talked about the Lin family's marriage contract and begged his grandfather for forgiveness.

"The Lin family is too arrogant, and they must be taught a lesson. But don't worry, Grandpa, I know that you and Mr. Lin must have a relationship, otherwise there would be no such engagement. No matter what the outcome is, I will repay him a favor."

At this moment, five sneaky figures appeared on the deserted beach and quickly approached Li Muchen.

One of the big guys pointed at Li Muchen and asked, "Is that him?"

Another person said: "That's right, brother, I just stared at him when he came out of Lin's house."

The big man approached the lonely grave and looked at Li Muchen carefully. "The little Taoist priest in ragged linen clothes must be right. Brothers, please keep your hands and feet clean. Master Luo said, kill this kid for one hundred thousand each."

Li Muchen had known for a long time that someone was following him, but he didn't care. In his eyes, they were just like ants.

He heard the man say "Master Luo" and frowned. After kowtowing three times in front of the grave, he stood up and turned around to look at the visitor.

"Boy, you really chose a good place. After I killed you, I dug a hole on the spot and buried you. You didn't even have to throw your body away."

"Don't blame us. We also collect money from people and help them to eliminate disasters. If you want to blame, blame yourself for your bad luck and offending people who shouldn't be offended."