Chapter 132: Slapped to Death

By evening, the entire Qin Family had moved into the City Lord's Mansion one after another. They were able to move so quickly because everyone in the Qin Family was excited and worked with great enthusiasm.

With every member of the Qin Family feeling invigorated, the task that was originally planned to take three days to complete was finished in just one.

The only person in the entire Qin Family who was not excited was Qin Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, Cultivating the Primordial Chaos Technique.

One could see Qin Ming's Qi rising rapidly, reaching the peak of the Warrior level, before cascading down like a waterfall, returning to the first level of the Warrior stage.

"Six times! My body is even stronger now!"

Clenching his fists, Qin Ming stood up with satisfaction.

He had not expected that a single session of Cultivating would allow him to climb directly from the first level of the Warrior stage to the peak of the Warrior stage.

As his physical condition improved, Qin Ming found that the effectiveness of his absorption of Medicinal Pills was also getting better and better; perhaps this was the unique aspect of the Primordial Chaos Technique.

After all, with his body being nourished by Spiritual Qi for a long time, it naturally became closer to Spiritual Qi, so it was only expected that absorption would accelerate.

Looking at the pitch-black night outside, Qin Ming pushed open the door of the training room and headed towards his father's study.

Sure enough, the light in his father's study was still on. After knocking on the door, Qin Ming walked in.

"Father, are you getting used to the study in the City Lord's Mansion?" Qin Ming teased.

Hearing his son's teasing words, Qin Yuan smiled and said, "I'm not used to it. It's too big; it's not as comfortable as the Qin Family study."

Big? Of course it was big! The City Lord's Mansion was the largest building in the entire Liu City; how could it not be big?

"Let's not talk about that. Let's discuss recent events." Qin Yuan looked at Qin Ming. Unknowingly, he had come to regard Qin Ming as someone he could consult for strategies.

Imperceptibly, he began to bring up important matters that he couldn't decide on to discuss with his son and listen to his son's opinions.

He had to admit that his son was truly a Prodigy; at such a young age, he saw through worldly affairs so clearly.

Qin Ming listened attentively.

Seeing his son's expression, Qin Yuan said directly, "The first matter is the City Guards. There are currently too many City Guards, and most of them are still loyal to City Lord Qian. Now that I have suddenly taken the position of City Lord, those City Guards haven't adapted yet."

Qin Ming nodded. This was indeed a troublesome matter.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Ming said, "Father, I don't think our Qin Family needs so many City Guards. First of all, our Qin Family has its own Family Servants, and there are quite a few of them. These people have followed our Qin Family for generations, and we can trust them. Secondly, we definitely cannot let the City Guards be a disorganized mess like City Lord Qian did. We should discard the dross and keep the essence; that way, it will be easier to manage."

"That's exactly what I was thinking. Your thoughts coincide with mine." Nodding, Qin Yuan continued, "The second matter is, what do you plan to do about the Wang Family?"

"The Wang Family?" Qin Ming only then remembered that there was still the dilapidated Wang Family.

"Ignore them!" Qin Ming said.

"Ignore them?" Qin Yuan frowned. The Wang Family used to be one of the Four Great Families and had a deep foundation; could they really just ignore them?

"Yes! Ignore them!" Qin Ming said indifferently, "No matter how deep the Wang Family's foundation is, they are now just grasshoppers after the autumn frost. If the Wang Family can recognize reality and keep their heads down, then there will still be a place for them in Liu City. But if they stir up trouble again, then I will slap them to death!"

Qin Ming made a gesture, a gesture like slapping a grasshopper to death.