Among Jiang City's four great families, Xiao Hua, the Xiao Clan's eldest young master, had always been arrogant and overbearing. Yet recently, everything seemed to be going wrong for him, probably because of that Wang Clan live-in son-in-law who loafed around all day.
At Wang Clan's Old Madam's birthday banquet, Xiao Hua had come on behalf of the Xiao Clan to offer congratulations. Yet Wang Clan's Eldest Young Lady, a married woman, shamelessly sidled up to him.
Xiao Hua thought the woman was quite pretty. What a pity she was already married. Still, he vaguely recalled hearing that Wang Clan's Eldest Young Lady's husband was a live-in son-in-law with an extremely low standing in the family, and that he had never even touched one of his own wife's fingers.
This Wang Clan son-in-law had naturally become the greatest laughingstock in all of Jiang City.
But today, Xiao Hua sensed that something was off. The atmosphere at this birthday banquet was strange. Why were there so many people he did not recognize? They looked mysterious too, and they were probably not forces from Jiang City.
Moreover, today, he felt as if his soul were about to ascend, as though he were about to soar into the heavens.
That was right. This Xiao Hua was precisely the incarnation Xiao Zhen had sent out.
The Wang Clan son-in-law was named Lu Fan. He often wore cheap street-stall clothes and spoke in a timid, submissive manner. It was said that the Wang Clan could slap him across the face whenever they pleased.
Today was Wang Clan's Old Madam's birthday banquet. Everyone else presented expensive gifts, but when it came to the Wang Clan son-in-law, he directly offered a seemingly ordinary... big radish?
The big radish was white and utterly unremarkable.
Yet Lu Fan had