In Yau Ma Tei's fighting ring, Hung Hing's Prince knocked his opponent down with a single punch, and the whole crowd was chanting his name. But the next moment, Lin Xuan stepped into the ring and brought the arrogant Red Pole to his knees in just three moves!
After transmigrating to Hong Kong Island's golden age, Lin Xuan became the most insignificant underling in the Wo Shing Wo. Luckily, he had the ability to allocate points. Stamina, reflexes, fighting skills: every upgrade made him reliably stronger, though there were no miraculous overnight leaps. First, he secured the sauna house, then used his fists and courage to claim his first patch of turf.
Hung Hing wanted to save face, the Wo Shing Wo elders wanted to use him as a scapegoat, and every street faction was testing him. Lin Xuan wasn't in a hurry to become king. With A Wu at his side, he recruited people, held his ground, and expanded step by step, turning every clash into a stepping stone to power.
When Hung Hing's Prince blocked his doorway again, Lin Xuan raised his fist. “Last time, you lost in the ring. This time, you'll lose the whole street...”
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