The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

"Husband!"

"Dad!"

Seeing this, Liu Guixiang and Lin Shiyu, mother and daughter, rushed over excitedly, embracing Lin Jianguo tightly.

And at that moment, Ye Feng had arrived by Sir Lin's bedside.

Through observation, Ye Feng knew that Sir Lin's lungs had already failed, and many of his internal organs were gradually nearing their end.

For anyone, even for a Divine Doctor renowned across the Earth, this would probably be a hopeless situation, but Ye Feng was different.

"Prepare a set of silver needles for me!" Ye Feng commanded in a tone that brooked no refusal.

Lin Jianguo originally wanted to refuse, but thinking of Ye Feng's terrifying abilities, he obediently chose to comply.

Soon after, a servant of the Lin Family brought over a set of silver needles.

Ye Feng took off Sir Lin's clothes, then rapidly inserted the silver needles into Sir Lin's body, while channeling his own True Essence Essence into him.

Ye Feng was Earth's greatest cultivation prodigy in thousands of years; in just eight years, he had reached a realm far beyond the reach of countless martial artists. The True Essence he possessed had a terrifying effect on ordinary people, capable of bringing them back from the brink of death.

As the silver needles continued to pierce in, and the True Essence Essence was channeled, Sir Lin's failing organs astonishingly began to regain their vitality.

Ten minutes later, Sir Lin, who had been extremely pale, now had a hint of rosiness on his cheeks.

Lin Shiyu and the others widened their eyes in shock as they saw a crystal-like glow flickering continuously on Ye Feng's silver needles.

When Ye Feng removed the needles, just as the last one was taken out, Sir Lin slowly opened his eyes.

"How could this be!"

Lin Shiyu and her family shouted in shock, their eyes wide open, their hearts churning waves of disbelief, unable to contain themselves any longer!

How much more shock was Ye Feng going to bring to Lin Shiyu and her family before he stopped!

First, he cured Lin Shiyu, then demonstrated his powerful martial prowess at the Lin Family residence, controlled Lin Jianguo's life and death, and even revitalized Sir Lin Zhen who was on the verge of death.

This continuous shock made Ye Feng seem like a Heavenly God who commanded life and death!

The first person to enter Sir Lin Zhen's line of sight was Ye Feng.

Sir Lin Zhen felt a shock in his heart, scarcely believing: "Little... Little Feng, is it you?"

Even Ye Feng's originally cold face softened, revealing a respectful demeanor appropriate for a junior.

If the warriors of the Sky Wolf Team from the Southern Border were to see the invincible War God, Heavenly Lord Ye, showing such an expression, they would surely be astounded beyond belief!

"It's me, Grandpa Lin..." Ye Feng replied.

Ye Feng was sent to the Southern Border by Lin Zhen when he was seventeen, and in the blink of an eye, it had been more than eight years.

But Ye Feng, with his formidable strength, had not changed much in appearance, seemingly only twenty-one or two years old, making it natural for Lin Zhen to recognize him immediately.

Lin Zhen held Ye Feng's hand tightly, revealing a kind smile: "It's good to have you back, good to have you back..."

Satisfaction showed in Lin Zhen's eyes as he sighed, "I never expected to see you before my death, Lin Zhen. To fulfill this last wish of mine, truly, I can die with no regrets..."

Ye Feng chuckled and shook his head, "Grandpa Lin, you won't die. I have already cured you, and it's not a problem for you to live another two or three decades!"

"Really?" Lin Zhen was visibly shocked.

At that moment, Lin Zhen indeed felt it; his body was incredibly relaxed, and it seemed as if his health was in an exceptionally good state.

Ye Feng nodded, "Grandpa Lin, when have I ever lied to you..."

Lin Zhen harbored no doubts. He had always regarded Ye Feng as his own grandson, a junior in his family, and his trust in Ye Feng even exceeded that which he had in his own son.

Lin Zhen looked at Ye Feng contentedly, "Little Feng, you have grown up. Since you have returned, it's time to fulfill the wishes of our older generation. It's time for you and Shiyu to get married. All these assets of the Lin Family are left for the two of you."

Ye Feng was stunned, feeling somewhat embarrassed inside, but maintained his composure on the surface.

On the contrary, it was Lin Shiyu who suddenly became anxious and extremely resistant.

Indeed, Ye Feng today had given her countless shocks, entirely different from the Ye Feng she knew.

But compared to the decisive, arrogant Ye Feng of today, she seemed to prefer the previously weak Ye Feng.

As a strong woman, Lin Shiyu preferred the feeling of having the upper hand over the other party.

The current Ye Feng was something Lin Shiyu could not grasp at all, which made her very resistant.

What Lin Shiyu found most unacceptable was that she had just knelt before Ye Feng, begging him.

Lin Shiyu pleaded anxiously, "Grandpa, I don't want to marry Ye Feng. Can you please not force me?"

The Lin Jianguo couple were even more anxious. The Lin Family's assets were worth tens of billions; it was unthinkable for Lin Zhen to give them to Ye Feng and Lin Shiyu instead of the couple. How could they possibly accept it?

The Lin Jianguo couple quickly tried to persuade him, "That's right, Dad, what age are we living in now? Love is about freedom. You should give them some space to choose! Besides, how could two young people possibly manage the vast wealth of the Lin Family well?"

"Shut up!" Lin Zhen suddenly became angry, "I and Little Feng's father had already agreed long ago that Little Feng would be Shiyu's husband. Without Little Feng's father, there would be no Lin Family of today. Little Feng and his family have a great gratitude towards our Lin Family, and I was a dear friend of Little Feng's father! Now you want me to go back on my word, do you want me to be a person who forgets favors and violates righteousness?"

Then Lin Zhen glared at Lin Shiyu, "Shiyu, Little Feng is a true dragon from the heavens. Marrying Little Feng is a fortune you've cultivated over several lifetimes. You simply don't understand what Little Feng is! You have no right to resist, you must agree!"

Seeing Sir Lin Zhen so adamant, Lin Shiyu's eyes reddened again, almost in despair.

Ye Feng shook his head, "Sir, let it go..."

Indeed, Lin Shiyu was beautiful and had a knack for business, a rare strong woman, but in Ye Feng's view, she was nothing more than a shell.

Lin Zhen anxiously looked at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, I know Shiyu is not worthy of you, but this was the wish your parents had before they disappeared. I hope you won't disappoint your father. If you want to find your parents, you must marry Shiyu. Only by marrying Shiyu will you have a chance to find them; these were your father's very words."

"This..." Ye Feng was stunned, not expecting his father to have such a contingency plan involving marrying Lin Shiyu.

Seeing Ye Feng touched, the old man continued to persuade him, his tone pleading, "Ye Feng, your family has shown great kindness to ours, and our Lin Family has no way to repay it. In this life, I, Lin Zhen, have had everything I could wish for except for this single desire; I hope you can accept Shiyu. Please fulfill my wish. If you are not willing to satisfy me, you might as well ignore me and let me die."

Meanwhile, Lin Shiyu's face went from pale to purple upon listening. Outside, countless prosperous young masters and social elites had hoped to marry her. Yet, now, she was being demeaned to worthlessness.

PS: My apologies for the speedy revision process and any typographical errors that have slipped through the cracks. If you spot any, please leave a message in the comments section, and I will make the necessary corrections. Thank you, brothers!