Ren Qing's killing intent vanished in an instant as he looked Ren Shanshi up and down.
Ren Shanshi still had a great deal of lethal poison inside him, but his body was already unharmed. Instead, his internal organs were constantly absorbing the poison and growing ever tougher.
Never mind himself-even his bargain-bin father would make a first-rate human cauldron in the eyes of someone with ulterior motives.
He could not help warning him, "Father, let's put my marriage aside for now. Surely you aren't thinking of taking three wives and four concubines, sowing affection everywhere you go?"
Ren Shanshi froze at his words, then flushed scarlet. "What nonsense are you spouting! I, Ren Shanshi, have always walked upright and sat straight. Yun Niang is still pregnant. How could I possibly do anything to betray her?"
Afraid Yun Niang might hear, he lowered his voice. "Besides, all your father does every day is practice martial arts and manage the Martial Arts Hall. I barely even visit the Market Ward. Where would I find the chance to get involved with those unsavory people?"
He stiffened his neck in protest, having long since forgotten about leaving Badu.
Ren Qing activated the Imperial Court Scroll, muddling his memories of the Prince's Residence. "Good, then. Father, you need to stay on your guard. If some well-bred young lady comes calling, be careful-it might be a trap those villains laid."
Ren Shanshi thought that made sense. His youngest son went out even less than he did. How could he know any well-bred young ladies?
The guards he had met earlier had spoken in strange tones. Their origins probably were suspicious after all.
Ren Qing contacted the Seven Immortals of the Temple, and all the packed belongings in the Martial Arts Hall returned to their original places.