Domineering Son-In-Law

3Lin Faang walked forward. After walking for about two minutes, he didn't see anyone.    

    

He stopped and frowned, but soon let go of his worries. The corner of his mouth raised slightly as he revealed a faint smile. He had fallen into a trap. It was indeed the genuine Ouyang Wugong's family.    

    

He entered from the direct north gate and walked two hundred steps consecutively. The Yuqing Taoist Temple area was about three hundred square meters, and with two steps that were one meter, he walked towards the right.    

    

Qian and Qian have the same name, also known as the gold position, south Li for fire, fire is gold, so the way to live in the south.    

    

Lin Faang wanted to turn one hundred and thirty-five degrees to the left, which was the south direction.    

    

The southern gate was a small door. From the outside, the inside looked like a small house, not like an exit at all.    

    

Lin Faang raised his leg without any hesitation and walked forward.    

    

Pushing the door open, it was indeed a room, but there were eight small doors in the room.    

    

Lin Faang was slightly surprised and shook his head helplessly. He had underestimated the ability of the Ouyang Family of Marquis Wu.    

    

With his acquaintances leading the way, Lin Faang would need some time to get out, not to mention those ordinary people. Once he got in, he wouldn't be able to get out, unless he had heaven-defying luck.    

    

"Come out! I don't want to waste time. "    

    

Lin Faang didn't believe that no one would notice him here. In fact, he was noticed the moment he entered the room.    

    

"Sky Sovereign Wuliang, this humble one is Ouyang Xiaomeng. Greetings, benefactor."    

    

The small door on the right opened, and a young Daoist wearing a Daoist attire walked out. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were bright and cunning.    

    

"Benefactor, you have a noble face. You are definitely not a rich person, but I have a request. I don't know if Benefactor can help me …"    

    

"No way!"    

    

Before Ouyang Xiaomeng could finish his sentence, Lin Faang interrupted him.    

    

Other than his own wife, Wang Ziyan, he didn't want to bother with anything else. It was too troublesome!    

    

Moreover, this person was clearly not an honest person. If he helped him, he would definitely provoke a ruckus.    

    

"Sir, please consider again. I have been deeply ingrained in your teachings and am somewhat knowledgeable about appearances. The Eight Trigrams Formation also knows a bit or two, and it has the ability to understand the future and the past."    

    

Unfortunately, he didn't believe this. He believed in his own fist more, he believed that the future was built on his own and not by fortune telling.    

    

"Enough!" If you want to be that powerful, you don't have to ask for my help. You don't need to be a young Taoist right now, you've already become the richest person in the world. "    

    

"No!" Not really! "People of my generation only cultivate the way of immortality, and view wealth as dirt and dung …"    

    

Lin Faang heard that each one was bigger than the other. However, for those who cultivated, he would say that each one he met was better than the last. He turned around and continued to walk through the small door in the south.    

    

While he was blabbering on, Lin Faang had roughly calculated his position.    

    

If he did not calculate incorrectly, the order of exit should be south, southwest, east, north, southwest …    

    

Ouyang Xiaomeng followed behind Lin Faang with a face full of shock. He was even more sure that he had to climb onto this person.    

    

A moment later.    

    

Lin Faang pushed open the last door he had calculated.    

    

"Guji …"    

    

Countless people had already gathered in the great hall.    

    

The people near the small door saw the small door open, glanced at Lin Faang, then retracted their eyes and continued their conversation.    

    

Lin Faang walked into the hall and saw Wang Ziyan and her relatives gathered at the same table.    

    

The aunt, the aunt and the others all had dark faces, obviously not friendly with each other.    

    

Wang Dong's family felt a bit awkward and didn't know what to say.    

    

Lin Faang silently sat on the empty seat beside Wang Ziyan.    

    

On the other side, Ding Mann was a little surprised. He was just thinking how he was going to teach Wang Ziyan a lesson when Lin Faang appeared after he was blocked by Ouyang Wenbinn.    

    

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he put on a disgusted look.    

    

"Ziyan!" Why did you bring him out? Don't you know that bringing a trash like him out would lose a lot of face for my Wang family people? "    

    

Lin Faang suddenly stood up the moment he sat down.    

    

Ding Mann was so shocked that he immediately stood up.    

    

Lin Faang sneered in disdain. He rubbed the chair a little bit more and sat down again.    

    

As he looked at Ding Mann, his eyes were filled with disdain. He looked as if he was saying, "If you are afraid of even a piece of trash like me, then who do you think you are?"    

    

"You are not surnamed Wang, as an outsider, you can't meddle in the matters of our Wang family."    

    

Wang Ziyan didn't even raise her head as she spoke in a sharp tone, not leaving a single trace of her feelings behind.    

    

"You … Humph! We'll see! "    

    

Ding Mann sat back on the chair and turned his head around. With his black face and clenched teeth, it was obvious that he lost once again.    

    

At the same time, he was also confused why Ouyang Wenbinn did not follow his promise to block Lin Faang outside, and was angry about his breach of contract.    

    

"Benefactor!" Are you thinking about it? "    

    

Ouyang Xiaomeng followed Lin Faang all the way here. He ignored the surrounding awkward atmosphere and pleaded with Lin Faang.    

    

Everyone at the table raised their heads and looked at Ouyang Xiaomeng, who was wearing a Taoist attire. Seeing him plead with Lin Faang, they couldn't help but be a bit surprised.    

    

However, after they clearly saw who it was, they all revealed mocking expressions and lowered their heads in silence.    

    

Wang Ziyan also raised an eyebrow, feeling a little depressed. Grief flashed across her eyes as she lowered her head.    

    

Lin Faang had been paying attention to Wang Ziyan the whole time, so he was clawing tightly at her expression when she flashed by.    

    

He couldn't help but be curious. He could tell that Ouyang Xiaomeng was a capable person, at least several levels higher than Ouyang Wenbinn and the other people present. But why did everyone look down on him?    

    

Although Lin Faang was curious, he didn't ask. He didn't want to get into any trouble.    

    

"The monastery leader is here!"    

    

With a shout, everyone silently stood up to show their respect.    

    

A white-haired old man with a spiraling beard, wearing a Taoist attire and an air of immortality walked in.    

    

Although his face was old, he was still full of vigor and vitality, not one bit weaker than the young man. His eyes that were brimming with vigor and vitality seemed to be able to see through people's hearts with a single glance.    

    

Under his gaze, all of them silently lowered their heads, as if they were guilty and didn't dare to look directly at him.    

    

Only Lin Faang alone, with the dignity of a king, did not allow him to lower his head, nor did he allow anyone to be a level higher than him.    

    

Ouyang Nuo saw Lin Faang who had his head held high and his chest held up, and his eyes met Lin Faang's. Ouyang Nuo's footsteps couldn't help but stop.    

    

In his eyes, Lin Faang was like an emperor from the ancient times, but he was indeed wearing a black and red dragon robe. Behind him was the scene of hell, with mountains of bones and seas of blood, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.