In a manor fifty miles outside Twin Sun Red Dragon City, Lin Po met Hu Tu and Feng Baiyu, who were waiting outside the manor's main gate, drenched in cold sweat.
The black fur all over Lin Po's face seemed to ripple. He grinned and greeted Feng Baiyu, then slapped Hu Tu on the shoulder. "Grandson! Why aren't you kowtowing when you see your grandpa? Hahahaha! Come on, kowtow! Kowtow already! Hahahaha!"
That single slap nearly made poor Hu Tu cough up blood. With golden stars flashing before his eyes, his knees buckled and he crashed heavily to the ground. His knees struck the hard blue-gold granite pavement, and the pain nearly made him howl. But before he could make a sound, an irresistible and terrifying force pressed down upon him, forcing him to obediently kowtow three times to Lin Po.
Hu Tu's forehead had already turned blue from the impacts. Just as he thought he could stand again, Lin Po suddenly laughed. "Ah, right. Before I left this time, I met your own grandpa, Hu Shuo. That kid said you haven't gone to pay your respects in years, so he asked me to collect a few extra kowtows on his behalf!"
Hu Tu was so frightened his soul nearly fled his body. He wanted to beg Feng Baiyu for mercy, but before he could open his mouth, Lin Po pressed his head down and smashed it heavily against the ground again.
"These three kowtows are for your great-grandfather Hu Le. After all, Hu Le is my brother!"
"Tsk, your great-grandmother has been throwing a little tantrum these past years. Your grandfather took a concubine she didn't approve of, so you'll have to kowtow a few more times."
"These three are for your grandfather Hu Shuo. He's been riding high