Uneven floor tiles, a lamp with nearly depleted oil. Even the blanket covering Lin Yin was patched up, and the entire room reeked of poverty.,Even as a lowly son-in-law, being part of the Xuan Yue Sect was a turning point in Lin Yin's life. He had previously lived a meager existence. What’s more, he had a brief encounter with his nominal wife, only one glance and he fell irrevocably for her stunning beauty.,At that moment, a sound of crashing dishes came from outside the door.。