Setting a Small Goal First

Ning Chuan slowly stood up, his expression gradually turning serious.

He clasped his hands behind his back and paced to the window, looking up at the azure sky outside. His gaze grew melancholic and profound.

In reality, his eight hundred sharp wits were operating at their peak, as he desperately rummaged through his mind, recalling what he had learned in his past life.

"Alas!"

Ning Chuan suddenly let out a long sigh.

Then, he slowly began to recite:

"With long sighs, I wipe my tears, lamenting how arduous life's journey is!"

His voice was deep and resonant, seeming to contain endless desolation, sorrow, grief, and anger...

Leng Hanshuang and Xiao Lian both froze, their faces filled with disbelief.

"This kid, how can he say such things!"

Ning Chuan stole a glance at the two women's expressions, and immediately had a grasp of the situation.

He then slowly said:

"The County Magistrate has colluded with bandits, harmed the common people, seeking to destroy the nation's foundation and plotting rebellion!"

"This Ning is untalented and cannot tolerate deceit or filth in his eyes or heart."

"Since I have joined the Imperial Guard, I should accept the ruler's salary and serve the ruler loyally, only seeking to follow Lord Leng!"

Ning Chuan's voice was sonorous and powerful, gradually rising and becoming impassioned, exuding a solemn aura.

"With my three-foot long saber, I will ensure the eternal stability of the Great Ming Dynasty's territory, and for the people to live and work in peace, I will slaughter all the bandits in the world and carve out a bright and clear world!"

"Even if it's a mantis trying to stop a chariot, I will advance despite the multitude!"

After uttering the last sentence, Ning Chuan's impassioned voice echoed in the room.

"Lord Leng, this is the second path this subordinate has chosen!"

Leng Hanshuang stood dumbfounded, Ning Chuan's words, "Even if it's a mantis trying to stop a chariot, I will advance despite the multitude!" roared in her mind.

She recalled the first time she met Ning Chuan outside Qingshi Town, the young man's passion and ambition.

"So, I underestimated this kid!"

"This kid comes from a poor background, I wonder where he learned these principles!"

A trace of shame welled up in her heart, feeling that she shouldn't have tested Ning Chuan just now.

Xiao Lian's gaze towards Ning Chuan changed, her eyes growing brighter and brighter. The more she looked at Ning Chuan, the more handsome she found him.

In her heart, Ning Chuan's figure seemed to grow taller and more imposing!

Just now, Ning Chuan had emptied his mind, almost exhausting the decades of accumulation from his past life.

However, the effect was finally good, and he had successfully stunned the two women, secretly feeling proud.

He knelt on one knee, his face filled with righteous integrity, but inwardly he was screaming, "Shuangshuang, hurry and help this old man up!"

"Damn it, hurry and help me, I'm about to break character!"

"If Shuangshuang doesn't come, Lianlian can help too!"

"My god, the usual procedure is to help me up, and then affectionately say to me, 'Chuan, I misjudged you!'"

"Alas, other transmigrators have beauties throwing themselves at them!"

"When it comes to me, I can't gain any advantage even if I rack my brains!"

Ning Chuan looked expectantly at the two women, but after a long while, seeing no movement, he had no choice but to stand up himself, his face full of dejected resentment.

Leng Hanshuang sized Ning Chuan up, a slight curve appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"Very good, as long as you are loyal to this official, this official will not fail you!"

The performance just now had indeed brought the three of them closer.

Leng Hanshuang now truly considered Ning Chuan a confidant, and her attitude towards him became much more intimate.

Xiao Lian's gaze towards Ning Chuan changed, carrying a hint of inexplicable brilliance.

The three of them chatted until past midnight before leaving the Imperial Guard's yamen together.

Rumble...

Splash...

A torrential downpour began, accompanied by thunder and lightning in the sky.

Lightning illuminated the night sky, casting huge shadows of the buildings, like ferocious ghosts, making them particularly eerie.

Ning Chuan stood under the gate of the Imperial Guard's yamen, looking at the pouring rain, and was instantly dumbfounded!

It was raining heavily, and he hadn't brought an umbrella!

Even at the 117th level of Body Tempering Realm, without protective true qi, he still had to get rained on.

Ning Chuan turned his head, looking at the two women who had come out with him.

His gaze swept over their delicate bodies, and a hint of anticipation arose in his heart. A meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Yo ho, they didn't bring an umbrella either!"

"With such a hot body, I wonder what it would look like if they got wet in the heavy rain!"

"Caw caw..."

Ning Chuan wore a lecherous grin.

Leng Hanshuang and Xiao Lian seemed to see through Ning Chuan's thoughts. They shot him a triumphant glance.

Then, golden light enveloped their bodies, forming a layer of protective true qi, and they swaggered into the downpour.

Damn, that works too!

"Lord Leng, Xiao Lian, get me a shield too, or I'm fine with sharing one with you!"

Ning Chuan shouted after the retreating figures of the two women.

"Rumble! Rumble..."

Thunder roared, and the two graceful figures had already vanished into the vast curtain of rain.

Ning Chuan was left standing alone, solitary and desolate.

Annoyed, Ning Chuan muttered to himself, "Why haven't I cultivated true qi yet!"

"Why, as a master like me, do I still have to get rained on personally!"

"Oh, why can't a master like you get rained on personally?"

Just then, a voice sounded by his ear, laced with a hint of teasing.

The voice was clear and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing over a mountain ridge, making one's heart tingle.

In this storm, in this long, dark night, it seemed exceptionally healing to the soul.

Ning Chuan's heart warmed, and a faint fragrance entered his nostrils.

He saw a graceful figure appear beside him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, an oil-paper umbrella covering the sky above their heads.

"Lord Xiao Lian!"

"Let's go, I'll take you!"

"Thank you, Lord Xiao Lian!"

Ning Chuan was puzzled, unable to understand.

This girl was so indifferent to me during the day, and now she's holding an umbrella for me!

Could it be that my performance successfully captured her heart?

With a beautiful woman accompanying him and no need to get rained on, Ning Chuan was naturally a hundred percent willing.

To save Ning Chuan's face, Xiao Lian did not use her true qi to block the rain, and one side of her body quickly became soaked.

"Lord Xiao Lian, you're getting wet for my sake!"

"Look, my clothes are soaked through on this side!"

A large hand, at some unknown time, wrapped around her slender waist.

Xiao Lian's body stiffened slightly, and then she forcefully pulled away, trying to break free from Ning Chuan.

However, Ning Chuan's large hand was like a mountain, unmovable.

Her face turned red with exertion, and she barely managed to suppress her anger. Her good impression of Ning Chuan plummeted.

This scoundrel, it's all my young lady's fault for making me come and hold an umbrella for you!

I'll tolerate you for now, and see how I deal with you later!

Meanwhile, Ning Chuan felt the soft touch of his hand and smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her, which sent his hormones soaring.

He was a Body Tempering Realm warrior, strong and vigorous, and could hardly withstand such stimulation.

So good! Damn, it feels so good!

Ning Chuan was excited, his steps even lighter.

Based on his past life's experience, when you first embrace a woman, she will definitely struggle.

Once she stops struggling, it generally means there's hope, which is called "half-pushing, half-yielding."

At this time, one must not relax; one must relentlessly pursue and expand the gains.

Ning Chuan's heart beat faster, as he desperately recalled the one hundred and eight moves he had heard of in his past life, fantasizing about a happy life in the latter half of the night.

"Let's set a small goal first: take down Xiao Lian tonight!"

"Then, with Lord Leng, I'll create opportunities and slowly work on her!"

As Ning Chuan's thoughts raced, scenes of one dragon and two phoenixes, sleeping together in a large bed, and so on, flashed through his mind.

He had no idea of Xiao Lian's current feelings of grievance, helplessness, and anger...

This scoundrel Ning Chuan, his body was too strong. At over a hundred layers of Body Tempering, Xiao Lian wasn't just half-heartedly resisting; she was trying her best to push him away, but couldn't budge him.

The two walked side-by-side on the road, each lost in their own world, forgetting their surroundings.

One was filled with budding romance, lost in fantasies, secretly rejoicing!

The other gritted her teeth, burning with rage, about to explode!

In the shadows ahead, six figures in black moved like phantoms, blending into the darkness.

Ning Chuan drew closer, and closer.

The six exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with cold light, their weapons suddenly gripped tightly.

Rumble!

A muffled thunderclap exploded in the air.

At this very moment!

A cold glint flashed, and six weapons, whistling sharply, lunged straight for Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian.