A Little Young Master Is Born

"Waaah... my money!"

"It's all that damned Wang Tianhua's fault! How did everyone end up choosing such a brainless idiot as family head?"

"Where is Wang Tianhua? I'm going to kill him!"

At that moment, Wang Tianhua, whom the Wang family members were constantly cursing and thinking about, was imprisoned in a hidden, sealed basement. Accompanying him in captivity was that huge white sow.

Ever since the uproar at the Phoenix Mansion banquet, Wang Tianhua had been taken home by Venerable Wang. A group of Wang family higher-ups had then locked up their mentally unstable family head.

Originally, they had planned to immediately kill the fat sow that had brought unbearable shame upon the entire Wang family. But Wang Tianhua refused to yield even in death and fought desperately. Left with no choice, the Wang family imprisoned both her and Wang Tianhua in a dark, damp basement, sending them food every day to ensure that the deranged Wang Tianhua would not starve to death.

It was feeding time again. Several bodyguards opened the basement door and entered with two buckets of swill.

"Ugh! It reeks! It stinks so damn bad!"

The instant the door opened, an indescribable stench rushed into their faces. The bodyguards nearly fainted from the smell and cursed nonstop.

"Brother Hu, Brother Long, leave the rest to me. It's way too smelly in here. You should hurry back upstairs."

"Alright, Xiao Li. Make sure you deliver Wang Tianhua's boxed meal straight into his hands. Don't let him starve to death!"

"Mission guaranteed!"

"I really don't know what this stuff is for. Why did Brother Qiang insist on having this fat sow drink it?"

After everyone else had left, the man named Xiao Li muttered to himself. He took a bottle filled with blue liquid from his pocket,