[Feel-good power fantasy + invincible protagonist + playing the fool while being a tiger + scheming + no saintly heroine + golden finger + fast-paced]
At the sect examination held once every hundred years, elders from all kinds of sects have gathered.
Relying on the fact that his father is a Great Emperor, Zhao Tianqing mocks and taunts Lin Fan, swaggering around and throwing his weight about.
The centipede is handsome in a roguish way, a troublemaker, and fiercely protective of its own. It can't stand hearing anyone say a single bad thing about Lin Fan.
“Why waste your breath on him, Young Master?!”
“Then let's fight!”
Bang, bang, bang!
In full view of tens of thousands, the dignified Great Emperor's son is beaten to within an inch of his life right there in his own sect, crying and begging for his dad.
“Dad, avenge me!”
“Foolish child, get on your knees and beg him!”
“If I dared help you, I'd get beaten too!”
