When his wife slapped him in the face, one hundred thousand soldiers from Western Xinjiang were kneeling on one knee in front of the screen. The mother-in-law threw the divorce agreement on the table and forced him to sign it and get out. His three-year-old daughter was pushed into the rain. The neighbor pointed at her and scolded her: "You're a useless coward, you can't even protect your own child."
No one knew that this good-for-nothing son-in-law in their eyes had just killed three major mercenary legions on a foreign battlefield alone. No one knew that the perfunctory "got it" text message on his phone could cause the four war gods to set off overnight and the stock price of Wan Beast Group to drop to the limit in an instant.
Now he wiped the rain off his daughter's face and stood up slowly. Back then you trampled me into dust, but today you kneel down and see clearly what it means to be a true king.
