Midnight, twelve o'clock.

The old man selling stinky tofu stood alone under a dim streetlight. As soon as he saw Jin Wuduan and Si Nian, he seemed to have found his companions and came over to help with pushing the cart. He even took the opportunity to greet someone, "Young man, have you been let out?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Wuduan immediately guessed that the news of him being in prison had probably been spread by that woman.

Look at the people around him, with their eyes full of admiration and gossip. Who knows how much that gossiping woman has exaggerated?

"What's wrong? Did you miss me, old man?"

"Of course!" The old man chuckled and nodded, saying, "If you're not here, I can't sell any of this stinky tofu."

Jin Wuduan smiled upon hearing these words. He had also tried the stinky tofu made by the old man, and it was quite delicious.

Although the smell is not worthy of praise, as long as you have the courage to eat it, you will definitely discover a new world.

"Sir, since you seem so happy to see me, were you waiting for me to sell you stinky tofu?"

"Ah! It's not just me, those young girls come to ask me every day when you will set up your stall. They miss you terribly."

After hearing what Siniang said, Siniang was stunned for a moment. She looked in the direction pointed by the old man's finger and indeed saw several young girls standing not far away.

Unlike other people who come out to eat late-night snacks in their pajamas, these young ladies have exquisite makeup and neat attire, clearly indicating that they have "carefully" prepared for it.

However, Jin Wuduan didn't really understand the meaning behind the old man's words. He smiled and said, "There's no way around it. My sister's cooking skills are just too good. Once you taste it, you can never forget it."

"What's that?" the old man waved his hand and said, "What I can't forget is your face, not Siniang's jewelry. Stand properly and try your best to attract customers for us!"

After he finished speaking, I saw the group of little girls approaching this way while chatting and laughing. Amongst the playful shoving, there were suspicious blushes on their faces.

Siniang pursed her lips as she swung a string of beads back and forth, casting occasional glances at the girls fawning over Jin Wuduan.

He hasn't shown up at the stall for several days. The story of Jin Wuduan squatting in the police station has been spread in no less than five different versions by that woman's exaggerating mouth.

However, the rumors spread in an unpleasant manner, and all the young ladies are standing on Jin Wuduan's side.

Before Sining could start the fire on the stovetop, the girls hurriedly handed their money to Jin Wuduan with a rustling sound. Their faces turned red from the accidental touch of their fingertips.

Si Nian felt a burst of frustration as she watched.

Thinking to herself, "When you were coaxing me into bed, you happily called me 'wife' repeatedly. But once we got off the bed, you completely changed your attitude and denied knowing me. And now, right in front of me, you're flirting with those young girls. Meanwhile, my private area is still swollen and painful, and you...!"

Heartless!

Si Nian's body was not feeling well, and he wasn't feeling comfortable in his heart either. With a trembling hand, he sprinkled half a can of chili powder on top.

The fire in the stove was ignited with seasoning, and it instantly surged up with a hiss. In the flickering firelight, a man appeared in front of the stall, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

"Are you bullying my wife?"

He was tall and burly, with a harsh and menacing tone when he spoke. Si Nian was most afraid of such people. With a gasp, he instinctively took a step back, feeling a grip around his waist.

Jin Wuduan gently patted Sini's back to comfort him, and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid." Then, he gave him a light push towards the old man.

"Big brother, let's talk it out." He said with a sunny smile. His sharp face became slightly softened by his handsome appearance, making people feel that apart from his height, there was nothing else to be cautious of about him.

The troublemaker didn't pay any attention to the young man in front of him. Seeing Jin Wuduan with a smile on his face, he thought Jin Wuduan was cowardly at heart. Arrogantly pointing at him, he said, "You, you son of a bitch…"

Unfortunately, before he could finish cursing, he received a kick to the stomach.

Jin Wuduan delivered a simple leg kick, not waiting for the man on the ground to struggle. With one kick to his head, he directly knocked him out.

The Third Master of the Jin Family in the previous life was unrivaled in combat without using knives or guns. With his born talent for the Shadowless Kick, he kicked his way through countless formidable opponents.

Those pair of stunning long legs, beautiful and practical.

Although Jin Wuduan in this world has not yet started to practice fighting and cultivation properly, and his body lacks muscles due to the "spoiling" by Si Nian, the memory of being a tyrant in the previous life still remains. With a casual movement of his heart, he managed to kick the person so hard that they coughed up blood.

Jin Wuduan glanced regretfully at the sneakers on his feet and thought to himself that the effect would have been better if he had sturdy and durable leather shoes.

When the man was kicked down to the ground, he instinctively showed fear. At this moment, he was kicked hard again on the head, causing him to spin around and hit his forehead against the person in front of him.

His face was covered in blood, which frightened all the onlookers.

Jin Wuduan scoffed and thought to himself, "Someone who can't take a single hit dares to come looking for trouble with me. Truly fed up with these kinds of people."

He reached out and grabbed the man's spine, smiling cunningly as he made him kneel on the ground. Squatting down, he looked at him and said, "Big brother, how come you have such a hot temper on such a cold day?"

"You..."

The man's face was swollen and his mouth was bruised. He squinted his small eyes, which were hidden in the folds of his flesh, and looked at the young man in front of him with a bit of fear. Just as he was about to say something, he received two slaps on his face again.

Jin Wuduan's fingers were slender, and the fingerprints left on the man's face were also visibly appealing.

He looked at the man in his hand, who had been beaten speechless for a while, and kindly and amiably said, "Give a response, will you? Big brother!"

After finishing speaking, there was a loud slap.

The man seemed to have grasped Jin Wuduan's rhythm of striking, so he dared not speak nor remain silent. With blood in his mouth, he trembled and made a pleading gesture with his hands.

Jin Wuduan smiled when he saw the situation, glancing at the woman who was scared silly beside him. He guessed that this man was most likely venting his anger for his own woman. He smiled again and said, "So big brother is here to apologize for sister-in-law? I just realized it now from the look in my eyes. Don't blame me, big brother. I'll return the knife that sister-in-law owed last time right away."

After finishing speaking, he didn't even bother to lift his head as he gestured to Siniang who was standing by his side. "Give me the knife."

"Here you go!"

Jin Wuduan was momentarily stunned.

He said these words just to scare the person in front of him. Knowing Shi Nian's personality, he would definitely come forward to stop him. At that time, he would let go of the person in his hand and believe that he would not dare to cause trouble again in the future.

Why is my wife so clueless today?

And how can it even speak now?

Kǔn zài dìshàng zhǔnbèi gěi rén fàng xiě de jǐn wúduān shùn zhe dāo fēng shàng de hán guāng wǎng shàng yī kàn, shìxiàn zài duìfāng guàzhe bìzhāng de gē bó shàng zhuǎn yīxià, zuìhòu dìnggé zài tā de liǎn shàng, liē zhe zuǐ guāiqiáo xiào dào.

"Zigui, how did you come so quickly this time?"