66: Who the hell is your brother-in-law?

"No need, you guys go ahead and play. Normal difficulty dungeons aren't hard, and you happen to have two full teams," Lin Ling said, touching his nose. He vaguely understood that his secret of being Ye Xiu might not be kept much longer, but it didn't matter. Now, besides completing the mission, he just needed an excuse to get rid of Big Head Jun. Afterward, he could fly high and wide and wouldn't have much interaction with these people.

"Hao Da'er, Team Leader Lin said there's no need, so don't force it."

The person speaking was the captain of the War God Alliance, named Huang Yimao, who had dyed yellow hair that perfectly matched his name.

Hao Da'er could only shake his head and continue to chat and joke with the War God Alliance captain beside him.

"Old Huang, your War God Alliance isn't doing so well. How are you only Level 12 after a whole night?" Hao Da'er asked with a smile.

Huangmao pouted, "Come on, Hao Da'er, you're only Level 13 yourself, and your War Sky Guild isn't much better."

"Let me tell you about my cousin, do you know him? Feng Zhi from Shenfeng Club. I messaged him earlier, and he said he's already Level 25," Hao Da'er revealed again.

Huangmao looked up at the sky, "I was wondering why I haven't seen any cows lately. Turns out they've all been blown away by you."

Hao Da'er's face darkened, "Me blowing hot air? My cousin said he latched onto a big shot. Didn't you see? He's in the dungeon first clear records. I'll introduce you to him when we find him later."

"Tsk, what's so great about that? My third aunt's husband's fourth uncle's son, Zhang Meng, is currently serving in Dragon Nest. I heard he became a small team leader. Maybe I'll be able to join Dragon Nest in the future too," Huangmao said with a look of disdain.

Just then, more than a dozen non-mainstream teenagers with explosive hairstyles caught up to them from behind.

The leading explosive-haired teenager glanced at them, then sneered, "You two stop bragging. Do you know who Ye Xiu is?"

Hao Da'er and Huangmao immediately became interested. Ye Xiu's fame was simply too great, and recently, everyone was discussing this mysterious big shot.

"Wang Jiahuan, does your Burial Love Guild know who Ye Xiu is?" Huangmao asked, full of disbelief.

"Let me tell you, don't tell anyone else, okay? My sister is in Shenfeng Club, you know that, right? Actually, I know Ye Xiu," the explosive-haired teenager said mysteriously.

Everyone immediately nodded, and even Lin Ling looked puzzled.

"You know Ye Xiu?" Lin Ling asked, simultaneously taking out a bottle of iced cola and taking a swig.

Wang Jiahuan smiled mysteriously, his face full of pride, "My sister told me that she and Ye Xiu got together, you know what that means? Ye Xiu is my brother-in-law."

Huangmao: "Holy crap, is that true or false?"

Pfft...

Lin Ling directly spat out a mouthful of cola, nearly choking.

What the heck, your brother-in-law?

How come I don't know?

"Don't disbelieve me! Did you see the Hard difficulty first clear announcement? That Ya Ya with the buck teeth in it is my sister Ya Ya, Wang Jiaqi.

If it weren't for Grandmaster Ye Xiu taking a liking to my sister, why would he take her into the dungeon?" Wang Jiahuan quickly said when he saw that everyone didn't believe him.

A look of envy immediately appeared in everyone's eyes. Why didn't they have a sister or younger sister that Grandmaster Ye Xiu took a liking to?

Wang Jiahuan saw their expressions and immediately beamed, "Grandmaster Ye Xiu even called me then, saying he would give me a perfect piece of equipment. Once I get gold equipment, you guys will all be my little brothers!"

Hao Da'er and Huangmao exchanged glances, their faces looking worse than if they had eaten a lemon.

Only Lin Ling walked ahead, his face twitching wildly.

It seems I still can't just casually take people into dungeons in the future. This time, I've inexplicably gained a brother-in-law.

Next time, who knows, a 'good son' might just pop out.

"Did you guys smell that? How come I smell the aroma of roasted lamb skewers?" Wang Jiahuan suddenly said, sniffing his nose.

Everyone sniffed hard with their noses, and sure enough, a scent of roasted meat mixed with cumin wafted through the air.

"Someone is actually barbecuing here. They must be setting up a stall to do business. Look at their business acumen."

As Huangmao spoke, everyone's pace quickened a bit.

Soon, they saw a few people gathered around a barbecue grill, roasting a large bunch of skewers.

On the table next to them, the beer, drinks, and mineral water bottles were covered in fine water droplets, clearly indicating they were chilled.

A sound of swallowing saliva immediately echoed among the group.

They had only been eating dry rations since they started leveling up yesterday until now.

"Why is everyone's equipment so good? They don't look like stall vendors, do they?" Hao Da'er mumbled in confusion.

"It smells quite good. The craftsmanship seems excellent."

Lin Ling praised.

"Team Leader Lin, I heard you're a bit tight on money. Don't even think about these lamb skewers. You don't need to think to know they're very expensive. And they might not even sell to just anyone. Just watch me."

Huangmao said, then immediately rushed towards Zhang Meng and the others.

He quickly stepped forward, raised his hand, took out a stack of Dragon Notes, and threw them directly onto the ground. The thickness of the banknotes was at least ten thousand.

"Friend, let me try some skewers."

Huangmao said, reaching out to grab the meat skewers from the grill.

Slap...

His hand was slapped away, and his entire body was sent flying back several steps by a strong force.

"Who the hell are you? Who told you to touch that?"

Zhang Meng was still wearing an apron and a chef's hat at the moment, truly looking like a chef.

"Big shot, I'm paying... You are... Zhang... Uncle Zhang Meng?" Huangmao's eyes widened when he clearly saw Zhang Meng's appearance.

Zhang Meng: "..."

"Who the hell is your uncle?" Zhang Meng's forehead immediately had three black lines as he looked at the suddenly appearing 'nephew'.

"I'm Wang Dahu's nephew. We met once last New Year's," Huangmao said, scrambling to his feet.

"You're Huangmao? Go, go, go! Go do whatever you need to do, I don't have time for you," Zhang Meng waved his hand impatiently.

At this moment, Hao Da'er also walked over, and he immediately saw Feng Zhi.

"Cousin!"

Hao Da'er's loud shout almost made the chicken wing skewer in Feng Zhi's hand fly out.

"Hao Da'er, what the heck are you yelling about?! Get lost!" Feng Zhi snapped irritably.

Hao Da'er knew that his older cousin was no longer the same as before, so even when scolded, he still smiled and nodded, retreating backward.

Soon, he and Huangmao retreated together to about ten meters away.

The two exchanged glances, the meaning in their eyes very clear: neither should laugh at the other.

However, just then, they suddenly saw Lin Ling walking towards the barbecue grill.

"Why is Lin Ling going over there? Does he know them?" Hao Da'er looked puzzled.

"Hard to say. Team Leader Lin was once a prominent figure in Xiao after all," a subordinate whispered.

"Him? His era has passed. Does he still think he's God Lin? We both got rejected, and he still dares to go forward? Just wait and watch him make a fool of himself."

Huangmao's face was originally a bit flushed, as his subordinates had seen him get rejected.

Now, seeing Lin Ling eagerly go over, his mood immediately improved quite a bit.

"Exactly. That's Zhang Meng. Even our Huang Team was sent away. They probably won't even look at Lin Ling."

Huangmao's subordinate also chimed in.

"Where's Wang Jiahuan? Didn't you say Ye Xiu is your brother-in-law? Which one is he? Come on, introduce him," Huangmao asked with a smile.

Immediately, everyone's gaze turned to Wang Jiahuan.

However, they found that Wang Jiahuan was currently wide-eyed, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Everyone looked in the direction of Wang Jiahuan's gaze in confusion.

Behind the grill, Lin Ling was lying in a rocking chair.

In front of him were fragrant roasted skewers and ice-cold cola.

And Zhang Meng, Feng Zhi, and the others stood in front of Lin Ling. Although they were all sweating profusely, they looked like subordinates waiting for their big brother's praise.

A drop of cold sweat silently slid from Huangmao's forehead, landing on the ground with a plop.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his lips trembled, and he finally uttered a sentence.

"My goodness, Lin Ling... could it be Ye Xiu?"

PS: I have a fever of 39.4 today, so I'm not in good shape, and this chapter is a bit boring. I will speed up the progress later to complete the mission, kill Big Head Jun, and fight Grand Magus, entering a small climax. Thank you all for your support.