The family regarded Pei Bo as an abandoned son-in-law, and only regarded him as a useless son-in-law who moved bricks on a construction site. Who would have thought that at the clan's longevity banquet, former comrades in arms, giants of the dark world, and all the heroes from all over the world would come in person, and they would kneel down in front of the entire clan, shouting loudly in the sky: "Welcome the Dragon Lord to return to his throne!" - The "king" they thought they could not reach was actually the useless man they had driven out with their own hands.
The man casually crushed the tea cup, leaving only a deeply embedded bloody fingerprint on the porcelain. No one in the room of martial arts masters dared to say anything. How terrifying is his inner strength when he can ruin a whole family with just a cup of tea?
Look at this hidden dragon dormant in the city, turning his hands into clouds and rain, his hands stained with the enemy's blood, his feet trampling on the bones of enemies, killing through the nine heavens, and thousands of people bowing their heads, just in a single thought of his.
