Wang Shicheng was sixty years old. He had reached the age where a man should understand his destiny. It had been exactly twenty years since he took over the Wang Family, and in that time, he had always lived a high-profile life.
He certainly had the right to be arrogant. This was not just due to the standing of the Wang Corporate Group in Jinhai City, or even the entire Jiuzhou business world. Nor was it because of the positions the Wang family's scions held in the various major powers across Jiuzhou. Wang Shicheng's own youthful experiences were more than enough to justify his ostentatious behavior. One might say such a life was divine.
But recently, Wang Shicheng had been very unhappy, and the reason was a man named Lin Xiao. This person had brazenly killed a scion of the Wang Family, an act so heinous it angered both gods and men. In response, Wang Shicheng had summoned all the family's offspring back with the sole purpose of killing Lin Xiao.
