Inside the room, Yang Wenhao was questioning the meaning of life.

For a moment, he even suspected that Zhang Lin might have the ability to hypnotize, otherwise, how could Yang Wenting have become such a completely different person in just a few days, so loyal to Zhang Lin...

A moment later, Zhang Lin and Yang Wenting walked into the house together.

Yang Wenhao lay on the bed, watching helplessly as Yang Wenting clung to Zhang Lin's arm with unwavering affection. His sister had once relied on him in the same way.

"puff……"

He finally succumbed to the blow and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

As soon as Yang Wenting entered, she saw her brother spitting blood from his mouth. She was shocked and rushed over to check on him.

What's wrong? Isn't it all because of you?

Yang Wenhao was speechless, but his mind was screaming with rage.

"Give him something to eat." Zhang Lin took out the special food stored in his spatial ring. This food, which Ji Yuetong had used to perform a holy ritual, had the effect of accelerating recovery.

Yang Wenting helped her brother, feeding him food and water.

After a short while, Yang Wenhao finally stabilized.

"Xiaoting told you everything, right?"

Seeing Yang Wenhao's situation, Zhang Lin knew that Yang Wenhao was unwilling, but he didn't care. He smiled easily and said, "From now on, you will work under me, just like Xiaoting. Your abilities... can be used to assist Xiaoting."

Yang Wenhao glared at Zhang Lin, but dared not say anything. Given his current situation, and the fact that Yang Wenting had been bewitched by Zhang Lin and was extremely loyal to him, he was in a difficult position.

Even if he disagrees, there's nothing he can do.

"Master, I will persuade my brother properly later. Don't worry, with me here, he will definitely not do anything stupid." Yang Wenting was a little worried and quickly assured Zhang Lin.

Owner?

Upon hearing this address, Yang Wenhao could no longer hold back, and even more blood gushed out, like a fountain, before he also fainted.

"elder brother!"

Yang Wenting immediately became anxious and quickly knelt down next to Yang Wenhao to check on the situation.

But she doesn't know medicine, nor is she a superhuman template for healing, so she has no way to deal with the current situation.

"..." Zhang Lin was speechless.

He really didn't mean to provoke Yang Wenhao.

But Yang Wenting always makes a few unintentional remarks that hit Yang Wenhao where it hurts. Looking at her anxious appearance now, she is actually the culprit.

"Get out of the way." Zhang Lin was helpless. He activated the Yin-Yang Ring, and a milky white light appeared from his wrist, rushing straight towards Yang Wenhao's body.

A moment later, Yang Wenhao woke up.

This time, he really didn't say a word. He lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, looking completely broken.

"Master, thank you." Yang Wenting breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing her brother recover, and then felt even more grateful to Zhang Lin.

"Who told you to be my little maid?" Zhang Lin affectionately patted her head.

Just now, when they were outside, she took the initiative to tell him that Yang Wenhao had rebellious intentions without him even asking. Zhang Lin finally fully acknowledged her loyalty.

Yang Wenhao stood silently to the side, not even glancing in their direction, like someone in a vegetative state.

"Master, what's wrong with my brother?" Yang Wenting asked with some concern upon seeing the situation.

“His physical health is fine now, it’s just that he has some psychological issues. You should try to talk to him and offer him some guidance,” Zhang Lin said.

"I understand. I'll have to persuade my brother to work for you too!" Yang Wenting said obediently.

"Hmm." Zhang Lin nodded casually. He didn't care much about Yang Wenhao's lack of ability. His main purpose in coming here was to see Yang Wenting.

This is a treasure. Last time in the grove, I was in a hurry and only got to taste her little mouth. This time, I have some free time, and I want to complete this ritual between husband and wife with her.

Which side is your bedroom?

Zhang Lin asked a question.

Yang Wenting immediately understood, her face flushed, but she still took Zhang Lin's hand and led him out the door. They turned left and arrived at another room next door.

This is a rather simple bungalow, built of stone, with virtually no modern amenities. Inside, there is nothing but a bed and a set of tables and chairs.

“This place is too rudimentary. I’ll find someone to build you a nice house later.” Zhang Lin sat down on the makeshift wooden bed, and the planks underneath immediately made a “creaking” sound.

"Master is so good to me!" Yang Wenting turned on a lamp, then knelt down beside Zhang Lin on the bed, gently removing his armor with her small hands.

After a moment, Zhang Lin spoke frankly with her.

The temperature inside the small room slowly rose.

Even in the simple environment, spring seemed to bloom.

The wooden bed groaned in agony under the weight.

After an unknown period of time, perhaps when the wooden plank bed reached its limit, the war on it finally came to an end.

Yang Wenting looked as if she had run ten kilometers; beads of sweat clung to her fair skin, and her complexion glowed with an alluring rosy hue.

She was breathing heavily.

Zhang Lin's physique is exceptionally strong, which results in his remarkable endurance.

Yang Wenting was completely exhausted.

She felt that even if someone came to kill her, she wouldn't have the strength to move and would be at their mercy.

"Unfortunately, you also have to keep an eye on the rat-people, so you can't always be by my side."

Afterwards, Zhang Linping lay on the simple wooden bed, feeling both happy and somewhat regretful.

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