He Tiankui's Revenge

"So I raised my foot and kicked him right in the chest!" Han Feng waved his arms as he recounted a fight he had once had with someone his age in town.

He talked the whole way, though his role in the story kept changing. At first, he was an ordinary boy from Dingfeng Town. Before long, he had become one of the finest fighters of his generation. Then he became the second-best young fighter in town. Soon after that, he left Dingfeng Town altogether and made a thunderous name for himself across five or six nearby towns.

Now his story had taken him to the Golden City Defense Line, where he had fought his peers through three fortresses and twenty-two outposts without finding a single one who could withstand more than a few punches and kicks.

Xiao Cui gasped again and again as she listened, full of admiration. The twins, Lu Hexiang and Lu Lanxiang, kept nodding too. Even Sun Yun, who said nothing, was listening closely. She had tilted her body toward him without realizing it.

On the driver's bench, Pan Long shook his head repeatedly but said nothing.

True, he had been demoted from Dingfeng Town's top young fighter to an irrelevant passerby in Han Feng's tale. True, everything Han Feng said strayed so far from the facts that it was plainly nonsense made up on the spot. And true, that bastard was spinning yarns for four young women inside the carriage while leaving him to drive...

But they were brothers, after all.

Han Feng was busy pursuing his future happiness. Pan Long certainly wasn't going to trip him up now.

At most... once the brat had settled down, Pan Long would bleed him for a few favors.

Having the great hero Pan Long drive a carriage