Father

"Right, I almost forgot—this is your Fifth Brother. He came back on his own yesterday." Chi BaiShui introduced his returned son to his eldest daughter.

Seeing the tattoos on Yang Xiaohai's body, his eldest sister nodded approvingly. "Fifth Brother, it's good that you're back. Are you married yet? Do you need your sister to find you a match?"

"Hahaha, no need for that. This kid's something else—he found himself a wife old enough to be his mother."

Once the two of them entered the boat cabin, Zhao Xiumei hurried to Yang Xiaohai's side with terror written all over her face. Her slightly cold hands gripped his. "Husband, that's a rebel Dharma Sect! We need to run!"

A flicker of struggle showed in Yang Xiaohai's eyes. In the end, he patted the back of her hand and followed them into the cabin. "Let me see if I can talk them out of it."

No matter what, they were his family. He could not just stand by and watch them be led into a ditch.

With the eldest daughter of the Chi family returning to her parents' home, lunch was especially lavish. Yet Yang Xiaohai's attention was clearly not on the food, but on figuring out how he should persuade his eldest sister.

"Father! How much silver does the family have left? Give it all to me. I'll pull some strings and see if I can get our whole family into the government's rice bowl."

The moment Yang Xiaohai heard that, he panicked. Forgetting everything else, he hurriedly stood up. "Eldest Sister, you can't do that! That Dharma Sect is a rebel cult! You're pushing our whole family into a pit of fire!"

As he spoke, Yang Xiaohai told them everything: how the Dharma Sect had besieged Oxheart Village, and what that