Xiong Wanjin's father had a peculiar fondness for money, so his elder brothers were named Xiong Yijin, Xiong Shijin, Xiong Baijin, and Xiong Qianjin. Back in the imperial capital, Xiong Wanjin had thoroughly cowed Xiong Qianjin in both body and spirit, forcing him to sign a document relinquishing his right to compete for the position of family head. But his other brothers still remained obstacles in Xiong Wanjin's path.
To become the future head of the Xiong Family, he had to knock these three elder brothers to the ground. As for the other illegitimate children of the Xiong Family, Xiong Wanjin did not take them to heart at all. Illegitimate children wanted the right to inherit the family too? Wasn't that just a dream?
The three enormous fat men before them, each riding a black magic tiger, weighed no less than Xiong Wanjin himself. The three magic tigers were clearly mid-rank Magic Beasts, each possessing peak Earth-rank strength, their bodies far more powerful than those of humans. Yet with those three fat men seated on their backs, the tigers were visibly panting heavily, their black fur soaked through with sweat.
Meanwhile, the three fat men were still waving their arms and laughing boisterously, chattering away about the flavor of a certain courtesan from a brothel that the three brothers had conquered together the previous night. Hearing them, Lin Qi could not help sighing inwardly for that unlucky girl. Jointly toyed with by three fat men whose combined weight was probably close to two thousand jin—was that girl even still alive?
Several hundred vicious-looking household guards stood there, each broad and powerfully built, with at least upper Human-rank combat strength. The few guard captains leading them were astonishingly mid Heaven-rank warriors. These guards all had their chests bared, their robes carelessly