Lin Feng is the laughingstock of Jiangcheng. He’s been living with his wife’s family for three years. His mother-in-law poured milk over him and called him “useless,” his brother-in-law treated him like a dog, and even the beggars thought he was pathetic.
But who knew...
He’s the heir to a reclusive financial dynasty, with trillions in assets to spare;
He’s the Dragon Group’s God of War, who once led an army to crush a criminal syndicate!
At a birthday banquet, his romantic rival flaunts a Patek Philippe: “You couldn’t afford one in a lifetime!”
With one call from Lin Feng, a Swiss bank delivers a black card. He turns around and shorts the rival’s company: “Your father’s business belongs to me now.”
His mother-in-law snaps, “If you can’t cure Father Su, get out!”
He flicks his wrist and saves a dying man with acupuncture. That very night, a senior military commander comes to his door: “God of War, does your old injury still hurt?”
When the Blood Shadow assassins target his beloved wife, the whole city panics.
Lin Feng slaughters every assassin with his bare hands. Armed helicopters circle overhead, and the Dragon Group’s chief bows: “The person you wanted has been brought in.”
As the Ling family’s steward kneels to present a contract worth tens of billions, the God of War’s cloak unfurls in the sunlight.
Those who once trampled on his dignity now lie on the ground, weeping and begging: “Mr. Lin, please go back to being ‘useless’!”
Lin Feng puts an arm around his stunning wife, a black card pinched between his fingers, and sneers: “All the dirt you threw at me back then? I’m paying you back double!”
