"Who? I can believe someone could crush me with a finger, but my godfather?" Huo Xuan'Er sneered derisively, "I don't believe it. Don't tell me that the person behind him is the patriarch of one of the three great families."

"Congratulations, you bitch, even though you're not too bright, you guessed right this time." Zheng Jiaming said smugly, "The person behind me is indeed from one of the three great families. Even though he's not the patriarch, it only takes one word from him to crush trash like you."

"Xuan'Er, Brother Zheng's backer is the legitimate eldest son of the Liu Family, Liu Jiangtong, the future heir to the vast Liu Family empire," Susu whispered in Huo Xuan'Er's ear, "You must know the influence the Liu Family has here in Pineapple Bay as one of the three great families."

What???

The sentence struck like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Huo Xuan'Er's ears. She widened her eyes and opened her mouth, pale as she looked at Zheng Jiaming, utterly unable to believe that this man she had once despised had climbed so high.

After all, even her so-called godfather paled in comparison to Liu Jiangtong; they were not even on the same level. The difference between a legitimate son and an eldest legitimate son, though just a word apart, was worlds different.

Describing this scene another way, it might go like this:

In the metaphor of royal power and inheritance, one is as noble as a prince, while the other is like the chosen crown prince, burdened with the empire's future. Meanwhile, on the other side, someone is merely like livestock, kept only to perpetuate offspring, their destinies starkly different.

Huo Xuan'Er's mind became a whirlwind. She knew that if this brutal truth were revealed, her nominal father might sacrifice her without hesitation, this unacknowledged illegitimate daughter, to appease the other's anger.

After all, in her so-called family, she was just an illegitimate child who proactively sought out her relatives only to be turned away.

What? The crowd was in an uproar. Liu Jiangtong? The rightful heir of the Liu Family, one of the three great families?

The crowd gathered because of this sudden news, everyone's face filled with shock, eyes wide, mouths agape, looking incredulously at Zheng Jiaming.

No one expected the one backing Zheng Jiaming was the famous Liu Jiangtong.

With the support of one of the Three Heroes of Pineapple Bay, Zheng Jiaming's recent arrogance in Corner Tower was no surprise.

Thinking of this, people looked at Lin Beichen with a mix of pity and scorn.

In their eyes, Lin Beichen's fate seemed sealed. With Liu Jiangtong as his support, Zheng Jiaming could easily deal with this minor inconvenience.

"Huo Xuan'Er, why are you just standing there? Now that you know my background, why don't you obediently submit?" Zheng Jiaming laughed, his laughter full of pride and arrogance.

"Zheng Jiaming, so what if you know someone from the Liu Family? Now is not the time for you to act recklessly," Huo Xuan'Er retorted.

"It's more fun in broad daylight, haha." Zheng Jiaming laughed even more wantonly, his demeanor growing exceedingly arrogant.

"Since you don't want to come willingly, I'll just have to give you a little push." With that, Zheng Jiaming reached out toward Huo Xuan'Er, his hand seemingly about to touch its prey, a sordid scene seemingly about to unfold.

The eyes of the surrounding men sparkled with excitement, closely watching the scene, afraid to miss any details.

After all, Huo Xuan'Er was a well-known beauty in Corner Tower, the dream girl of many.

And now, this beautiful woman was about to showcase such a scandalous scene right before their eyes.

However, just as everyone was engrossed, Zheng Jiaming feeling triumphant, and Huo Xuan'Er panicking.

"Heh." A light chuckle broke the tense atmosphere as an arm suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Jiaming, blocking his path.

It was Lin Beichen.

He wiped the smile off his face, sneering at Zheng Jiaming, "I told you, I'm very busy and don't have time to play with clowns like you. Didn't you understand human language?"

Zheng Jiaming's face instantly darkened, then turned to anger, his eyes glaring at Lin Beichen with a beast-like fierceness. Two seconds later, he sneered and said, "I was planning to deal with this bitch before handling you, this pauper. Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

With that, Zheng Jiaming took a sudden step forward, accompanied by a roar, his fist, the size of a clay pot, swung fiercely at Lin Beichen's head.

"Die."

The fist swung down with a gusting sound, the power of the punch palpable from the sound of it breaking through the air. As a well-known street thug around the Corner Tower, Zheng Jiaming had absolute confidence in his strength. If not for these iron fists, he couldn't have run rampant here for so long.

He imagined a scene where Lin Beichen would be knocked to the ground, bloodied and begging for mercy. However, just when everyone thought Lin Beichen was doomed, just as the girls instinctively closed their eyes, just as Huo Xuan'Er frantically took out her phone to call for help.

"Bang."

A thunderous roar echoed.

Zheng Jiaming's fist suddenly stopped, the sneer on his face instantly contorted into agony. It turns out that Lin Beichen had acted after him and punched him in the chest.

"Isn't it good to be alive? Why seek death?" Lin Beichen said, increasing the force in his hand.

"Boom."

Zheng Jiaming only felt a blast in his head, his ears buzzing as if hit by an ancient cannonball head-on. All the flesh and organs in his body seemed to be compressed together by this punch. In that extreme pain, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Aaaaah."

The scream was like a sound from a demon in the abyss. The over two-hundred-pound Zheng Jiaming flew more than ten meters, as if blown by a Gale, finally crashing into a dead tree.

That long-dead pine tree couldn't withstand such an impact and snapped in half instantly.

As the tree broke, Zheng Jiaming rolled on the ground, temporarily distorted, with crooked nose and mouth, covered in blood, looking miserable.

In contrast, Lin Beichen looked as if nothing had happened, brushing the dust off his hands, he said to Zheng Jiaming lying on the ground, "I told you to get lost, you insisted on courting death, so I had to teach you a lesson."

"Unforgivable, you bastard, I want you dead, I'll tear you apart," Zheng Jiaming struggled to prop himself up against the wall, pointing at Lin Beichen, roaring wildly, like a maddened dog.

His roar snapped the onlookers back to reality. They raised their heads, eyes wide, mouths gaping, staring in astonishment at Lin Beichen and the bleeding Zheng Jiaming, finding it hard to believe what had just happened.

This was Zheng Jiaming, backed by the eldest of the Liu Family! How dare this kid? How could he dare to hit Zheng Jiaming so hard, someone under Liu's protection?

Wasn't he courting death? If he angered Liu, a single finger could crush him.

At this moment, Huo Xuan'Er was also shocked. She knew Lin Beichen's identity had to be unusual, even her father, one of the Four Sons of the Huo Family, was respectful to Lin Beichen. But even if he was special, at most he was on par with the inheritors of the three great families, wasn't he? How could he so blatantly disrespect Liu?

"What is he thinking?" Huo Xuan'Er was filled with doubt.