Xie Ci has been a live-in son-in-law for three years, serving tea to his father-in-law and pouring foot-washing water for his sister-in-law. Everyone in the city knows him as a spineless dog. At today’s wedding banquet, his wife throws a divorce agreement in his face in front of everyone and sneers, “A useless man who crawls on his knees thinks he can touch me?” The next second, armored vehicles roar outside, and five hundred armed elite troops drop to one knee in perfect unison. He leisurely wipes the red wine from his face. Just as he is about to speak, a classified alert flashes on his phone: “Level A alert! A foreign mercenary group has infiltrated the banquet. Their target is your wife.” He looks up with a faint smile and slowly loosens his tie as his wife stares at him in bewilderment. “Madam, want to see how a true emperor makes people kneel?” (Visit the homepage to uncover the God of War’s hidden trump card in one minute.)
