"Miyuan, your method is truly brilliant. That kid surnamed Lin is now locked up in the major prison of the Arresting Department!" Ye Shengyuan excitedly arrived at the room where Ye Mi Yuan was recuperating.

He informed him of this thrilling news.

Ye Mi Yuan lay on the bed; the pain from his wounds kept him awake all night. From the bottom of his heart, he loathed Lin Miao fiercely.

He vowed to make Lin Miao pay a heavy price!

"Patriarch, this method can’t kill him off in one go, but if we can interrupt his ’Path to Sagehood’ trials, that would be ideal. At the very least, we must keep him in prison for some more days. The longer it drags on, the more his hard-earned reputation will be destroyed instantly. Even if he’s released without charges, no commoner will trust him or seek him for medical consultation," Ye Mi Yuan said through gritted teeth. Having been a law officer for years, he was thoroughly skilled in such ways of handling people.

He knew well how to drag someone from high above into the mire, causing disgrace, stripping them to the bone.

He enjoyed seeing those bullied by him in a helpless, painful state of groans, which excited and pleased him.

"Now that he is in the prison, those few women at his home can’t accomplish anything. If Xizhao were still alive, I could fulfill his wishes..."

"Patriarch, it’s not impossible. Young master Xizhao can arrange a ghost marriage," Ye Mi Yuan said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Shengyuan’s eyes lit up instantly. A ghost marriage is still marriage; once arranged, that woman named Sun Youwei would become a daughter-in-law of the Ye Family, and if the son can’t make use of it, the elder may use it instead, why not?

"Miyuan, good, very good. It seems the support and nurturing you’ve received from the Family Head in the past were entirely correct." Ye Shengyuan laughed heartily.

"Patriarch, this is just the beginning. The other party is not yet desperate; it can’t be mentioned now. Even if mentioned, she wouldn’t agree."

"Hmm, rushing brings no good. I understand this principle." Ye Shengyuan nodded, "We’re going to sit and watch the play, see how that Lin kid still tries to turn the tables. Whether or not he is related to Xizhao’s death, I don’t want to see him living well!"

"I don’t want that either." Ye Mi Yuan clenched his fist, similarly shouting angrily inside.

"Take good care of your injuries; the rest, leave it to your uncle." Ye Shengyuan gently patted Ye Mi Yuan on the shoulder. Now, he could also report back to Mrs. He.

Mrs. He, though a woman, was exceptionally domineering, or else she wouldn’t have subdued someone like Marquis Lingyang.

If it were any other woman without issue, the title of the marquis’s wife would have been stripped long ago.

...

After enjoying the food and wine brought by Pei Jian, Lin Miao had a peaceful sleep. Though the prison was a bit cold, for someone who practiced martial arts, this chilly condition wasn’t a big deal. Moreover, he cultivated the "Embrace Yang" method refined from Su Nu Jing, mastering the mystical conversion of original yin and yang, essentially preserving his yang energy, which could increase as his skill improved. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

This was countless times better than the "Essentials of Locking Yang" given by Miaoxue, unlocking a power all men in the world desire.

Had it not been for dealing with the enchantress Si Miaoxue, he wouldn’t have dedicated himself to studying this matter so diligently. By mere chance, his efforts indeed produced some results, which, without mention, could be summed up in one word: delightful!

In the morning, upon waking, the prison guard specially brought him toiletries and hot water.

"Mr. Lin, my back hasn’t been well. Could you take a look for me?" the prison guard cautiously inquired.

"Sure, but I’m in jail; even if I prescribe, it won’t carry a seal. If you want to buy medicine, you’ll have to manage it yourself." Lin Miao naturally wouldn’t refuse, as maintaining a good relationship with these people in prison could only benefit him.

Besides, diagnosing an illness is just a matter of opening one’s mouth; it doesn’t matter where it’s done. The prison guards have particular work that leads to occupational diseases, increasing his consultation experience—why not take advantage?

"No problem, just take a look. Everyone has heard of Mr. Lin’s reputation for effective treatment. Normally, we don’t have time to see physicians, and those famous ones charge too much. With our meager income, a few visits are manageable, but more than that becomes unaffordable."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll poison you?"

"Of course not, you are a physician committed to healing, with no grievances against us. Why would you poison us? It’s not like you’re mad." The prison guard chuckled.

The simple words carried honest logic. Unfortunately, some people act as if they don’t see it, or they see it but choose to falsely accuse you knowingly.

"Alright, since you trust me, I’ll examine all of you. Tell everyone to come one by one and queue up. I’ve got nothing else to do anyway." Seeing more curious faces peeking at him, Lin Miao understood that he was addressing more than one person. Thus, he started his diagnostic sessions right in the prison.

As soon as these words fell, the onlookers outside cheered instantly.

"Did you share a bed last night? How many times?"

The asked prison guard’s face flushed with embarrassment. This was observable? Could he be just a physician? Such insight was almost divine.

Raised three fingers!

"Three times. You’ve got good stamina. Is your wife satisfied?"

"No, not really. She thinks the time I last is too short..." the guard replied awkwardly.

"Haha, your kidneys are somewhat weak. I’ll prescribe something for you, make sure to eat it for a while. During this period, reduce the frequency of sharing a bed—no more than four times a month. Take good care of your health; there’s a long life ahead."