Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Lin Mo's mind raced, but his expression remained unchanged.

But his momentary hesitation was seen by the burly barbarian as proof that he was stunned by his own imposing presence.

He became even more arrogant, raising his chin higher and pointing his finger at Lin Mo.

"I'm asking you a question! Are you mute? You're Lin Mo!?"

Lin Mo then raised his eyelids and looked at the burly man whose face was full of arrogance, not even interested in saying another word to him.

He raised his hand and fanned himself between his noses, his face full of disgust.

"Spit it out if you have something to say, stop stinking here."

"you!"

The burly man's face twitched as Lin Mo choked him; he never expected this frail-looking pretty boy to have such a sharp tongue.

He was so angry that he laughed, pulled an invitation card from his pocket, and slammed it to the ground with a loud thud.

"My young master is hosting a banquet at White Wolf Stronghold tonight!"

The burly man ground the invitation on the ground with his toe, his tone full of command.

"I order you to go and pay your respects!"

The burly man emphasized the words "pay my respects" very heavily.

"My young master also said..."

"If I don't see you before sunset tonight..."

"We'll raze your Dingbei Prefecture to the ground, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old butler standing next to Lin Mo turned pale with fright, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

Lin Mo's eyes turned completely cold.

He didn't even glance at the invitation on the ground, and walked straight up to the burly man.

Then, under the other party's astonished gaze.

Lin Mo raised his hand.

"Smack—!!!"

A sharp, resounding slap landed squarely on the burly man's face.

Lin Mo used all his strength in that slap.

The burly man was whipped so hard he spun around a dozen times, his mouth full of bloody yellow teeth mixed with saliva, which fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the burly man was completely stunned, collapsing to the ground like a lump of mud.

Half of his face swelled up visibly, his ears were ringing, and everything he saw was spinning.

The old steward and the servants around him stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape, but they couldn't utter a single sound.

Lin Mo then bent down, picked up the trampled invitation, and wiped it back and forth on the burly man's wolfskin vest.

"I've accepted the invitation."

He tucked the invitation into his pocket, then looked down at the burly man on the ground.

"But you won't survive."

"You...you're fucking asking for trouble!"

The burly man had lost all his teeth, so his speech was slurred and his mouth was full of air.

But the immense humiliation still drove him to the brink of madness. With a roar, he drew his curved sword from his waist and swung it at Lin Mo.

"Oh, I've got it!"

The blade tore through the air, carrying a stench as fierce as a wild beast.

But before the knife could fall...

One hand, arriving faster than the other, slammed down on the burly man's head with lightning speed.

The burly man's movements came to an abrupt halt.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain exploded in his mind!

"ah--!!!"

The burly man let out a piercing scream, his body convulsing violently.

His eyes bulged out and were bloodshot, and he bounced around on the ground.

At the same time, chaotic, bloody, and fragmented memories, like a flood bursting its banks, surged wildly into Lin Mo's mind through his palm...

—In the scene, a man stronger and more ferocious than Helian Tuo sits in the top seat of the White Wolf Stronghold.

The new chieftain's name is "Helian Nu," and he is Helian Tuo's half-brother. His eyes are filled with contempt for Helian Tuo and greed for Lin Mo, this "newly rich."

—This invitation was a trap set by Helian Nu. He had just taken the throne and his power base was unstable. He needed a victory to establish his authority and also needed to annex Lin Mo's assets to win people's hearts.

The torrent of memories gradually recedes.

Lin Mo released his hand.

The burly man collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, his limbs still twitching unconsciously.

I see……

White Wolf Village has changed hands.

Lin Mo smiled, the kind of smile you get when you see your prey walking right into a trap.

They were just looking for a pretext to annex Xicheng.

This guy named Helian Nu...

It turned out to be a huge gift to myself.

The burly man on the ground regained a sliver of consciousness and tried to crawl out of the mansion gate, using both his hands and feet, in an attempt to escape this terrifying place.

Lin Mo noticed it.

But he didn't even bother to look down again, and simply lifted his foot and precisely stepped on the burly man's neck.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The burly man's body stiffened abruptly, then went completely limp and fell silent.

……

Blackwind City, West City, White Wolf Stronghold.

This is a sturdy fortress built of huge stones and logs, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

At this moment, the village was bustling with noise and excitement.

In the spacious courtyard, several huge bonfires were burning brightly.

Flames licked at the whole roasted lamb roasting over the campfire, the rich aroma of meat mixed with the scent of alcohol filling the air and whetting one's appetite.

A dozen or so barbarian chieftains, their chests and robes bare, sat around a rough wooden table, cutting roasted meat with knives, swallowing large mouthfuls, and drinking wine from large bowls, creating a wild and rugged atmosphere.

In the main seat at the very head of the courtyard sat an exceptionally burly man.

He didn't have the thick beard common among barbarians; his chin was clean-shaven, and his skin was even somewhat pale.

With his slightly youthful face, he didn't look like a fierce chieftain, but rather like a pampered rich kid.

But his eyes ruined everything.

Those were eyes devoid of any emotion, looking at people as if they were livestock.

He is Helian Tuo's older brother, the new chieftain of White Wolf Village—Helian Nu.

At this moment, Helian Nu was slowly tearing apart the roasted lamb leg in his hand while staring with great interest at the center of the courtyard.

There, there was a huge iron cage.

Inside the cage, a ragged, emaciated refugee huddled in a corner, shivering, his face filled with despair.

On the other side of the cage, a hungry wolf, almost half a person's height, was pacing back and forth, growling softly.

A pair of wolf eyes, glowing with an eerie green light, were filled with a bloodthirsty desire.

Man versus wolf.

This is Helian Nu's favorite form of entertainment.

"Go! Go! Kill that beast!"

"Haha! Look at that coward, he's so scared he peed his pants!"

"Bite him! Yes! Bite his neck off!"

The surrounding barbarian leaders drank and frantically pounded the table, shouting, their faces filled with cruelty and fanaticism.

The refugee in the cage was already terrified, and he scrambled back on all fours.

But the cage is only so big, where can he hide?

The hungry wolf finally lost its patience, and with a sudden push of its hind legs, it transformed into a gray shadow and pounced.

Sharp claws instantly ripped through the refugee's chest, spraying a crimson blood.

"ah--!!"

The desperate screams of the refugees fueled an even more perverse excitement in this group.

"Good! Well done!!"

Helian angrily threw away the lamb leg bone in his hand, slapped his thigh excitedly, and a childlike, innocent smile appeared on his fair face.

What he loved to see most was the image of a weak serf struggling in despair, only to be ruthlessly torn apart in the end.

"Awooo—!"

The hungry wolf bit off the refugee's neck and let out a long howl.

"good!"

"Hahaha! Good riddance!"

The surrounding barbarian leaders erupted in thunderous cheers.

It was as if what died in the cage wasn't a person, but an ant that had been stepped on.

"Damn it, we lost again!"

A burly man angrily threw his money bag on the table.

"Hahaha, I won! The drinks tomorrow night are on me!"

Another barbarian who had won money patted his hairy chest triumphantly.

Helian Nu watched all this with satisfaction, preparing to announce the start of the next, even more exciting program.

Just then.

A figure walked in from the entrance of the village.