In the end, the meal wasn't as he wished.
If he knew that this would happen, he shouldn't have asked Liang Yichu to come over. What was there to talk about?
Just to see him act cool without batting an eyelid?
Society was really good.
The Drunk Fragrance Pavilion Manager was about to laugh out loud.
Good person, so good.
The benefits that Lin Family Young Master brought him were comparable to a month's worth of earnings.
If other people said that Young Master Lin was dumb.
He would be the first to retort.
That wasn't dumb, that was love. What did they know?
At the start.
Lin Fan relaxed his mentality.
It was okay that he was more handsome than me.
It was okay that he was taller than me.
That was because no matter what, it would always be true that he was richer than me.
But in the end, reality was like a merciless slap on his face.
Money?
Damn, he didn't even have a single tael of savings. Compared to a rich person with 10,000.
He was just asking to be humiliated.
The refugees ate their fill. Although this wasn't the first time they ate so much, it was the most luxurious meal they had in their lives.
Maybe even if they died, they wouldn't think that they would be able to eat such luxurious food in their lives.
They dispersed.
The refugees left with blissful smiles on their faces.
What was left was for Manager Chen and Gou 'zi to work on distributing the land and providing suitable funding.
Lin Fan didn't feel like this was a losing deal.
In the long run, this was a form of improvement.
Unfortunately, no one understood. However, Liang Yichu's brain did.
Lin Manor entrance.
"I feel like something isn't right." Lin Fan stood at the entrance and didn't dare to walk in.
Gou 'zi said softly, "Young Master, we have reached home."
Lin Fan took in a deep breath.
He raised his legs and stepped into his home.
A storm was brewing.
He knew that running away was useless and he had to face it bravely.
Lin Fan asked the guard at the door, "Did my father go out?"
"Young Master, Old Master went out long ago."
When he heard that.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
It was good that he went out.
But he knew that what would come would come. He couldn't hide from it.
He wasn't a fool.
Would his father forgive him for what he did today?
He exempted the Wang Family Village taxes for this year and lowered the future taxes. His father wanted to chop him to death.
If they were to distribute a portion of the spare farmland to the refugees without his consent, the consequences would be even worse.
If he wasn't his son, he would probably have to prepare for his funeral.
No rage points came, which meant that his father didn't know yet.
But it was only a matter of time.
He would find out sooner or later.
Before returning to the courtyard, Lin Fan instructed Manager Chen to handle this matter properly.
Even if he would be beaten up.
He didn't care.
The allocation of farmland was the right thing to do. Not only would the refugees be grateful to the Lin family, but they would also work harder to farm. Their harvest would not be much less than before.
Maybe even more.
This was killing two birds with one stone. How could he not understand?
In the backyard.
"Cousin, don't go out in the afternoon." Zhou Zhongmao reminded. He felt that if his uncle knew about this, he would definitely be furious. If his cousin went out again in the afternoon, his uncle would probably jump up in anger.
"I'm tired too. Let's take a break."
Lin Fan was thinking about how to solve this problem.
It was only natural that Rage would come, but the key was to handle this matter beautifully.
It would be best if he could appease his father.
Zhou Zhongmao heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, his cousin listened to him.
"Cousin, go do what you need to do. I want to rest here. Also, help me find out where my father went and when he will be back." Lin Fan was thinking of a plan to deal with this.
Normal methods probably wouldn't work anymore.
He had to think of some top techniques.
"Don't worry cousin, I will go find out now."
Very quickly, Zhou Zhongmao left.
He was eager to do things for his cousin, and he didn't hesitate at all.
Lin Fan laid on the chair, and Gou 'zi immediately went to get some ice fruits to quench his thirst.
He was living so freely.
Only a rich family would have such ability.
Normal commoners wanted to eat ice fruits, but they probably couldn't even eat ice.
Gou 'zi waved his fan and asked, "Young Master, I copied a secret technique last night. Do I need to paste it all over the courtyard?"
"No need for now. Let me take a look at the heart cultivation technique." Lin Fan said.
With the current situation, it was better not to paste it.
Although it was his father.
If the rage flames were too high, something might happen.
Lin Fan took the heart cultivation technique and waved his hands to tell Gou 'zi not to fan, "Go rest in the room at the side. You must be tired."
"Young Master, I am not tired."
"Go rest." Lin Fan said.
Gou 'zi had been cultivating the Vengeful Tiger Blade Technique since Lin Fan rewarded him. He had no time to cultivate in the day, so he used the night time.
Even if his body was made of iron, he wouldn't be able to take it.
"Yes, Young Master. If you need anything, just call me." Gou 'zi said and then walked towards the room at the side.
Lin Fan's courtyard didn't only have one room; there were also rooms for the guards.
In the past, he didn't like people living here, so it was left empty.
He looked at the heart cultivation technique in his hand.
He frowned.
Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture.
"Forget it, I will just take a look." Lin Fan flipped to the first page. The contents were really deep and hard to understand, but luckily, he could understand the words. The meridians and acupoints were like a heavenly book to him.
The courtyard was silent.
In the distance.
When Old Wu saw Young Master flipping the Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture, he smiled happily.
It seemed like Young Master had changed.
Old Wu's position was really obvious, but no one noticed him. It was like he was one with the surrounding environment.
Suddenly.
Old Wu looked at Young Master with his mouth agape.
What did he see?
A snake-like purple mist seeped out from Young Master's Guanyuan Acupoint and wrapped around his body before merging into the Baihui Acupoint at the back of his head.
"How is that possible?" Old Wu exclaimed.
"Who?"
When Lin Fan heard the voice, he looked towards the source of the voice.
It was totally empty and there was no movement at all.
"Illusion, illusion." Lin Fan shook his head. It seemed like he was so frightened by the assassin that he was hallucinating.
He just finished reading the Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture.
The small support system changed.
Heart Cultivation: Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture (Unlearnt)
He noticed that he could add points.
He tried it out.
He consumed 500 rage points and there were changes.
Heart Cultivation: Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture (Grade One)
Internal Strength jumped from 0 to 1.
Physique: 30 (Martial Path Grade One)
Internal Strength: 1
Heart Cultivation: Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture (Grade One)
Cultivation Technique: Vengeful Tiger Blade Technique (Reach the peak)
Rage Points: 1001.
He could feel that there was an energy current in his body that he could control. Although it was small, it did exist.
Maybe this was the so-called internal strength.
"Physique rising to 30 means Martial Path Grade One. If my internal strength rose too, it would also be Martial Path Grade One. Then, what am I cultivating?"
Was he cultivating both internal and external strength?
Annoying.
Really annoying.
He thought about it for a moment.
Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture had a total of 33 grades. Each time it rose a grade, his various aspects would increase by a lot.
Logically speaking, the first grade was 500 rage points. With his current rage points, he could raise it to the second grade.
However, he couldn't add this point.
He could add points to internal strength.
However, he was thinking about something.
He said that he would enjoy a rich life, so why did he have to worry about this?
"Forget it, let's have a good rest. I have to think about what to do to make father angry and then calm down. I can't let anger harm my body."
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