In the courtyard.
Jiang Ning led Little Doubao toward the front hall.
Because someone had come to his home today—someone he had not expected.
Liu Wanwan's younger brother had come.
In other words, someone from Liu Wanwan's maiden family had arrived.
As far as he knew, his sister-in-law Liu Wanwan's origins were somewhat mysterious.
Because in all these years, he had never once remembered Liu Wanwan returning home to visit her family.
But he also knew that his sister-in-law was not an orphan.
From the bits of information he knew, he could roughly tell that when his elder brother was young, Liu Wanwan and Jiang Li had secretly pledged themselves to each other and eloped together.
Now that someone from Liu Wanwan's maiden family had come, it was easy to imagine they had not come with good intentions.
In this era, a parent's command and a matchmaker's word outweighed everything.
Strictly speaking, though, this matter had little to do with him.
Yet from his elder brother Jiang Li's standpoint, it concerned him deeply.
Jiang Li had always treated him very well. How could he simply stand by and watch?
No matter what, he naturally had to make a trip to the hall and stand guard for Jiang Li.
With his current strength, he had the confidence to do so.
As long as the other party was not a top-tier Seventh Rank expert, he feared no one.
After all, a force of 3,700 jin was a terrifying number.
Across the entire Eighth Rank Divine Strength Realm, that level of strength was at least one in ten thousand.
Even compared with ordinary Seventh Rank martial artists, such strength was not the slightest bit inferior.
Only Seventh Rank peak experts, those who had completed tendon training, were different.
A Seventh Rank martial artist