Since that's the case, Lin Wanrong didn't stand on ceremony with him either and put away the painting album.

  "This method is superior to the art of adoption, but if practiced incorrectly, it will also fall into inferior work. Remember to communicate with each other in a harmonious and respectful manner, do not humiliate others." Wei Da Shu reminded again.

  This thing is just a technique for those rascals to practice, it's called "adopting and supplementing". Mr. Wei was vague in his words, probably because he hadn't tried it personally, so it's understandable.

  It's been only a month since Lin Wanrong arrived in this world and he hasn't even had time to fall in love, where would he go to find a woman to practice with?

  Lin Wanrong looked bewildered and perplexed, Uncle Wei shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, I'll just lend you a hand again."

  He gently placed a palm on Lin Wanrong's crown, and a warm current flowed into his body through his palm, all the way to his limbs, making him feel warm and comfortable all over, like being roasted meat in a microwave oven.

  It wasn't until much later that Uncle Wei slowly withdrew his palm, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his face deathly pale, and his expression as if he had aged twenty years.

  He finally felt like an eighty-year-old man, and he thought to himself that even applying cucumber slices to his face would be of no use.

  Lin Wanrong exercised his arm and felt a surge of power flowing through the joints of his four limbs, which was much stronger than before.

  Wei Da Shu took a deep breath for a long time before opening his eyes and saying, "Although your skeletal structure is not bad, since you are over 18 years old, various parts of your body have already taken shape. The effect of the Guan Ding Da Fa I applied to you is extremely poor, and the seven successful powers I input into your body, you absorbed less than one percent."

  He shook his head as he spoke, unsure whether he was lamenting Lin Wanrong's wasted youth or bemoaning the decline of his own powers.

  Input seven percent, absorption less than one percent? This efficiency is too low. Lin Wanrong also felt a bit embarrassed.

  To be honest, Lin Wanrong graduated from university at the age of 21 and struggled in a medium-sized company for four years, managing to become a department manager. In fact, Lin Wanrong was not the eighteen-year-old he claimed to be, but rather twenty-four or twenty-five years old.

  It just so happens that when falling from Mount Tai, not only did space become distorted, but time also became distorted. Coming to this world, Lin Wanrong's body unexpectedly returned to its state at eighteen or nineteen years old, so it can be said that Lin Wanrong now has the appearance of an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old and a twenty-five-year-old heart.

  Lin Wanrong naturally wouldn't give him an explanation for these things. For selfless Wei Uncle, Lin Wanrong was only grateful and still grateful.

  Looking at his pale face, Lin Wanrong thought seriously for the first time - even if he was really made of glass, Wei Da Shu would still be my Wei Da Shu.

  "Uncle Wei, thank you. Some things are just not meant to be, and I'm already satisfied with the progress we've made so far." Lin Wanrong said calmly. It was originally like that anyway - Lin Wanrong's body had been distorted by time and space, yet he had unexpectedly survived and arrived here, which was already a great blessing in itself; what more could he hope for?

  Wei Da Shu gave a thumbs up to Lin Wan Rong and said, "You can pick it up and put it down, you're indeed a good man. Well done! Don't worry, Wan Rong, although the Guan Ding method failed, I think that if you practice the heart method in that painting book, you'll definitely achieve great success."

  What's with this name "Guanding Dafa"? It sounds so awkward.

  The coronation didn't work out, and Lin Wanrong's thoughts on the subject of Gong Fa gradually faded away. That album, let's just treat it as a palace painting album for now, still useful for enhancing emotional exchange between husband and wife in bed. Lin Wanrong smiled to himself, his mood brightened up again.

  "Late in life, since we met, what do you think I've been like to you?" Lin Wanrong was still secretly pleased, but heard Wei Da Shu suddenly ask.

  "It goes without saying, Uncle, you saved my life, a kindness as great as the gift of life itself." Lin Wanrong replied thoughtlessly.

  Uncle Wei's face floated up with a strange smile: "What if I want you to help me with something, would you be willing?"

  Lin Wanrong worried that he would bring up the matter of impersonating someone else's son again, and hastily said: "As long as it's not impersonating someone else, and I can do it with my own ability, I will definitely accomplish it."

  Wei Da Shu nodded and said: "So be it. Actually, this matter is quite easy - I want you to go to Xiao Fu and become a house servant."

  "Home——Ding——?" Lin Wanrong almost bit her tongue off.

  Xiao Jia Lin Wanrong was indeed a wealthy and prominent family in Jinling City, and Wei Da Shu also humbled himself to work as a high-ranking servant under their household. Of course, Lin Wanrong knew that this was just one of the ways Old Man Wei hid his true identity.

  This old man wants me to be a servant? Wants me to serve people? Lin Wanrong glared fiercely at Wei Lao, if not for the fact that he had already spoken too much, he would have probably gone up and beaten Wei Lao half to death.

  Seeing the triumphant smile on Wei's face, Lin Wanrong realized that he had fallen into Wei's trap. This old man was not only willing to be a slave to others himself, but also wanted to drag him down with him, his conscience was really bad.

  Lin Wanrong seemed to see himself wearing a green cotton jacket, with a small hat on his head, being called and scolded by the master. He had always liked a carefree life, but now he was cheated by this old man and had to go serve as someone else's servant, the hatred in his heart was like the Yangtze River flowing endlessly.

  Wei Lao didn't need to look at his face to know what expression he had on now, so he pretended to sigh and said: "Forget it, since you don't have that intention, I won't either..."

  "Wait a minute—" Lin Wanrong interrupted him, knowing that this old man was deliberately provoking himself into taking the bait. But since he had already boasted about it earlier, he could only grit his teeth and say: "Alright, I'll do it. I'll go to the Xiao family and become...a...household servant!"

  "However," Lin Wanrong's tone changed, "with a limit of one year, that is to say, I will only be a servant in the Xiao family for one year. After one year, we owe each other nothing."

  "A year?" Mr. Wei nodded: "A year's time should be enough. Wan Rong, I hope you can enter the Xiao family and make a career for yourself, this is not only for the Xiao family, but also for your own sake."

  Family? Career? For the Xiao family? For himself? This old man is really good at deceiving, Lin Wanrong was so angry that his teeth itched. Letting a house servant start a career, it's really surprising what this old man can come up with.

  Old Wei naturally understood what Lin Wanrong was thinking in his heart, and a mysterious smile floated on his face: "Remember, heaven will only favor those who work hard. Opportunities are only once, everything depends on your own grasp. Maybe what you get is beyond your imagination."

  Lin Wanrong had a feeling that Old Man Wei was beating around the bush, and it seemed like he had brought himself back to the original troublesome problem. He wanted to ask more questions, but saw that Old Man Wei had already sat down on the bed with his knees crossed, clearly not wanting to talk to him anymore.

  Lin Wanrong had to swallow his words. He was injured today and extremely tired, so he cursed the sinister old man in his heart for a while before falling asleep.

  A rustling sound woke up Lin Wanrong, he opened his eyes to see that the sky was already bright. Old Wei on the other side was packing up and preparing to leave.

  When he saw him wake up, Wei old man jumped out of bed and stood in front of Lin Wanrong, saying loudly: "There is no banquet that does not disperse, Wanrong, take care."

  Lin Wanrong also hastily got up, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, and kowtowed three times to Uncle Wei with great respect.

  Wei Da Shu hastily stopped him and suddenly remembered something, saying: "Right, there's one thing I almost forgot. Wan Rong, tomorrow is the Xiao family's household selection contest, I've already signed you up for it, under the name of my distant nephew, I gave you a nickname, Lin San, remember, when others call Lin San, that means they're calling you. Don't forget to be on time."