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Tang Hao was an honest man making an honest living, but despite all his honesty and kindness, life often looked the other way. Even when he stood up for a man in the streets, he ended up being beaten to a pulp and the man he stood up for? He disappeared. That left Tang Hao with nothing to prove and a hefty medical bill blowing through his savings. However, while he lay unconscious in the hospital, he could feel a warmth coming from the jade pendent he wore as it began to feed him with a trove of priceless information. Now discharged, and still armed with the same naivety and honesty, what will our village peasant do with this newfound power? Will he go on to conquer the hearts of a hundred women? Will he defeat the mightiest crime lords? Only time will tell, but for now, fate has many whimsical plans for Tang Hao.

Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing!

    Yangyang lowered her eyes and looked quiet. It seemed like she agreed with Feng Sheng.


  He wanted to acknowledge Yangyang as his daughter, so he naturally could not object at this time.


  Feng Sheng answered for Luo Yangyang.


  Lancelot glanced at Feng Sheng and then at Luo Yangyang.


  Yangyang and Feng Sheng were in a relationship. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Feng Sheng was the one in the lead. The power of speech was almost entirely in Feng Sheng's hands.


  Lancelot was not sure if this was a tacit agreement from Yangyang or if Feng Sheng was domineering and did not care about Yangyang's wishes.


  However, the two of them seemed to have a good relationship. Yangyang seemed to be very dependent on Feng Sheng. There did not seem to be any conflict between them.


  Feng Sheng felt a little depressed after dinner.


  Lancelot's eyes never left Yangyang throughout the entire meal.


Trust Him Like Trust Yourself