Demon City.
The Ji Family.
Little White Tiger was drunk and dizzy.
Clutching a bottle, he curled up on the sofa, his eyes unfocused.
Ji Min's face was flushed, just like Elder Ji's.
Elder Ji loved his liquor, and as his junior, Little White Tiger could only grit his teeth and keep drinking with him.
They were all thoroughly enjoying themselves.
The door swung open, and the butler hurried into the room. "Sir, something's happened," he said anxiously.
"It's the New Year. What could possibly happen?"
With an arm around Little White Tiger, Ji Min grinned drunkenly. "Bro... tonight I'll show you the finest pleasures Demon City has to offer."
"Bring... bring Little Pig too..."
Little White Tiger belched, his eyes bloodshot as he sighed. "My brothers have had it rough. They've followed me through life and death, but they've never had a taste of the good life."
"Little Pig... you know him?" The alcohol went to Little White Tiger's head, and he poured his heart out. "The one missing an ear."
"Back then, an assassin cut his ear off, and he still didn't sell Old Ninth out."
"I don't have many brothers left. Bro, I... I'm doing pretty well now, right? King of Spring Prefecture."
"But... but do you know how many of my brothers are buried in Ice Prefecture and Chun Prefecture?"
"I don't even dare look at Little Pig's ear. It hurts every time I do."
"Such a handsome young guy, and he's missing an ear."
"Fuck, he lost his ear, his girlfriend left him, heh... and that dumbass still smiles all day long. But it fucking weighs on me. I didn't take good care of him."
Little White Tiger had never bared his heart to outsiders.
Outsiders all said he was a skilled fighter and commander,