Chapter 9

He did not hesitate at all, directly swallowing the Bone Washing Pill. He only felt a cool sensation spread from his mouth, rushing to his brain and limbs.

Immediately after, some black impurities slowly seeped out of his skin, and it wasn't until half an hour later that they stopped. Zuan An opened his eyes, feeling as if his whole body had become lighter, and the world around him seemed clearer.

Previously, due to his weak body, he always had a feeling of back and waist pain. Now, however, he felt full of strength, especially his palms and soles, which were no longer cold as before but warm and full of vitality.

"This thing really works?" Zuan An's face was full of surprise. Although he didn't know how much his aptitude had improved, the changes in his body were immediate.

If only he had drawn this thing at the beginning. With his previous D- grade aptitude, he had almost filled three magic arrays with seven lashes of the Wailing Whip. If he had had this Bone Washing Pill at the time, he probably could have filled at least five magic arrays.

A D- grade aptitude, according to the previous life's standards, should be D-? Indeed, it was quite poor.

It was only then that he noticed the black mud on his skin. He subconsciously brought it to his nose to smell, and his expression immediately became very vivid. This sour and refreshing smell!

He hurriedly went to take a bath and then returned to his room to go to bed. Looking at the keyboard, he saw that he had only 44 points of anger left. He thought about whether he should go to the anger bank tomorrow to earn some more anger points and see what other good things he could draw.

As the memories of his body slowly merged, he recalled that the head of the Chu family was a duke of the current dynasty, and this Moonlight City was his fief. The head of the Chu family had one son and two daughters: the eldest daughter, Chuyan; the second daughter, Huan; and the heir, Youzhao.

The original owner of this body was a commoner, both parents deceased, raised by his uncle and aunt. He was known in the area as a person who was neither good at literature nor martial arts, with no redeeming qualities except for his good looks.

Zuan An was somewhat puzzled why such a prominent family would take in such a useless person as a son-in-law.

There must be a conspiracy. There must be a conspiracy.

However, now that Zuan An had the keyboard as his trump card, he felt much more confident and no longer as anxious as before. He was increasingly confident about the future, and with a beautiful vision in his heart, he soon fell into a dream.

The next morning, while he was still half asleep, he was woken up by a noisy commotion:

"Get up quickly, the master and mistress are waiting for you in the ancestral hall!"

"Leave me alone, let me sleep a bit more." Zuan An was still a bit dazed, as he had been up late the night before and was very sleepy. He turned over and was about to go back to sleep.

Suddenly, a bucket of cold water was poured over him, and he jumped up in shock, all sleepiness gone.

Opening his eyes, he saw several servants standing menacingly beside him, and a young warrior holding a copper basin, smirking at him.

"Did you pour the water?" Zuan An glared at the young warrior. Memories of the body surfaced, and he recognized this person as Diao Yang, a squad leader of the household guards, who had always been hostile towards him.

"So what if I did? Do you really think you're the master of this house? I don't know what the young miss sees in you." Diao Yang sneered.

Zuan An immediately understood. Given Chuyan's beauty, there were no shortage of people who lusted after her, and Diao Yang was likely one of them. Although the difference in status meant he couldn't have her, it didn't mean he could tolerate others having her.

Spit, spit, spit, he's the toad, and his whole family is toads.

Noticing the mocking look in his eyes, Diao Yang felt a sudden surge of anger: "Why are you glaring at me? Do you want to hit me? Come on, if you have the guts!"

As he spoke, he leaned in closer.

This useless son-in-law, weaker than a woman, could be easily dealt with by one hand and one foot. He had beaten him before. The other party was timid and wouldn't dare to speak up even if bullied, which was why he could act so recklessly.

However, this time he miscalculated. He didn't expect the person in front of him to no longer be the same. A black shadow quickly struck his nose, and tears and blood flowed uncontrollably.

Zuan An retracted his fist, shook his head, and said, "What's wrong with the people in your world? Why do they all make such despicable demands?"

"Scoundrel, I'll kill you!" Diao Yang's mind went blank for a moment, not expecting to be hit by this person he had always looked down upon. He was so angry that he drew his saber to strike.

Wait, why is this guy suddenly so strong?

"Anger points from Diao Yang +537!"

At this moment, a steady voice called out, "What's going on?"

A mountain-like, robust man walked in from outside, and everyone in the room hurriedly bowed, "Greetings, Captain!"

Zuan An remembered that this person was the head of the Chu family's guard, Yue Shan. Diao Yang quickly ran over to complain, "Captain, we came to call him to the ancestral hall, but he not only refused to get up but also used his status as a son-in-law to beat us. Look, he broke my nose."

Zuan An watched his performance calmly, impressed by how quickly he could change his story and twist the facts.

Yue Shan frowned, looked at Diao Yang's bleeding nose, and then at Zuan An, who was still wet from the water and the basin on the ground. He roughly pieced together what had happened.

"Everyone is waiting in the ancestral hall, and you're causing trouble here? Go to the ancestral hall first, and we'll deal with the rest later." Yue Shan grunted, not interested in the petty squabbles.

He knew Diao Yang's character and thought he deserved it. He also had no interest in standing up for Zuan An, a weak son-in-law, as it wasn't worth offending his colleagues.

Zuan An's eyes flickered, and he suddenly fell to the ground, moaning, "Ouch, I'm seriously injured, I can't get up."

"Are you injured?" Yue Shan came over to check and noticed the whip marks on his body. His expression changed.

Zuan An thought it was fortunate he had been smart enough to sleep in the blood-stained clothes from the night before: "Yes, yesterday the second miss found me and whipped me with her Wailing Whip."

Everyone in the room changed their expressions, knowing the severity of the second miss's whip.

Only Diao Yang didn't believe it: "Nonsense, you had plenty of strength to hit me just now. How could you be injured?"

Yue Shan spoke up: "The nobles are waiting, let's go to the ancestral hall first. We'll sort it out later. Bring the son-in-law to the ancestral hall."

He ordered his men to find a stretcher and told Diao Yang to see a doctor.

However, Diao Yang refused, just bandaging his nose and insisting on going to the ancestral hall.

When Yue Shan turned away, Diao Yang leaned close to Zuan An's ear and said, "Don't get too cocky, kid. Soon you won't be the Chu family's son-in-law anymore, and I'll make you wish you were dead."

Zuan An was puzzled. Where did this guy get his confidence? Was it because of the incident on the wedding night when he climbed into the second miss's bed? But from Chuyan's reaction, the Chu family didn't seem to take it seriously, and he had even won over the victim herself.

With this doubt, he was carried to the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall was spacious, with a large plaque hanging at the front, inscribed with the words "Chasing Hall." The characters were steady and firm, evoking a sense of solemnity.

Below the plaque were two large portraits, with couplets and inscriptions on the sides. The official attire and signatures indicated they were the two ancestors of the Chu family.

Below the portraits were altars and memorial tablets, dedicated to the ancestors of the Chu family.

In front of the altars sat a middle-aged couple. The man had a handsome face with a few strands of beard, exuding a gentle and refined aura.

The noblewoman had eyebrows like the spring mountains and eyes like the autumn waters, with a flying celestial hairstyle adorned with a peacock gold hairpin, the tail feathers spreading out and perfectly fitting the hairstyle, making her look even more dignified and elegant.

Zuan An knew they were the head of the Chu family, Chu Zhongtian, and his wife, Qin Wanru. When he met Qin Wanru's gaze, he felt an involuntary sense of reverence, a remnant of the previous body's fear.

He suddenly noticed that many men in the hall were glancing in the same direction, and he saw that next to Chuyan sat a red-clothed, black-dressed girl. Her first impression was one of charm, with a smooth, oval face and alluring, speaking eyes, exuding a mysterious allure that made any man who saw her fantasize.

"What a seductress!" Zuan An's eyes fell on her chest, thinking this was why everyone was looking at her.

Noticing his gaze, the girl didn't get angry but instead smiled, her bright smile infectious, making people feel good.

In his memories, this girl was Chuyan's close friend, Pei Mianman, a young lady from the prestigious Pei family in the capital, who had come to Moonlight City for studies and was very close to Chuyan.

There were other people in the room, but in the rush, he couldn't see them all, only noticing some with grim faces and others with smug expressions.

Seeing many people in the room glancing at Pei Mianman, Qin Wanru's face showed a hint of displeasure. She coughed lightly, and Chu Zhongtian, as if waking from a dream, quickly spoke, "Zuan An, do you know why you are here today?"

"Of course, I climbed into the second miss's bed on the wedding night." Zuan An answered directly.

Pfft~

A light laugh echoed, and Pei Mianman covered her mouth, her face slightly red, clearly not expecting such a shameless person.

The others in the room looked at Zuan An with even more bizarre expressions. Not only had he done such a despicable thing, but he had also made a fool of the Pei family, truly a scoundrel.

Before Chu Zhongtian could speak, Qin Wanru, already furious, threw the teacup on the ground: "Scoundrel! Are you proud of what you did?" She had always doted on her two daughters, and now that her daughter had been bullied, this beast was still so nonchalant.

Anger points from Qin Wanru +254!

The entire ancestral hall fell silent. Everyone in the Chu family knew that the head of the family was gentle and kind, but the mistress had a fierce temper.