Hidden Master: starting by canceling ten marriage proposals

Yin Tian's words fell into the ears of the three brothers, sounding particularly grating.

But for the sake of winning over Yin Tian, they had no choice but to swallow their pride, still putting on a smile as they faced him.

It was well-known that, until recently, the Imperial City had six major families.

And of these six families, there were groups of two each supporting one of the King's sons.

In this way, the power of the King's three sons was particularly unified, each receiving the support of two top families, neither of which could do anything to the other.

Yin Tian's emergence was undoubtedly breaking this stalemate.

Yin Tian, as the head of the Seventh Great Family of the Imperial City, also controlled the Dragon Hall.

The Dragon Hall is the world's top organization.

It could be said that whoever could gain Yin Tian's approval and help, even if they lost the support of the original two families, with the power of the Dragon Hall alone, they could easily suppress their other two brothers and take the position!

For this very reason, even though Yin Tian's words were so straightforward, not one of the three brothers dared to turn against him.

"Family Head Yin, supporting the rise of a dragon is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," Jing King continued respectfully, looking at Yin Tian, "Throughout history, how many people have wanted to support an emperor's ascension to the throne—could you truly be willing to forsake such immense achievements?"

"The words you're saying, to anyone else, they might be moved, but sadly, you are speaking to me," Yin Tian glanced at Jing King and spoke indifferently, "The so-called opportunity to support a '"dragon'" that you mention, I truly don't take it seriously."

"Hmm?"

Not just Jing King, but Martial King and Wen King all looked at Yin Tian, not expecting such a response.

"To be honest,"

Yin Tian continued indifferently, "I'll advise you one last time, don't mislead yourselves."

"Before everything is set in stone, anything can happen."

"What do you mean?"

A gleam flashed in Wen King's eyes as he stared intently at Yin Tian.

"I can't be too clear about it, as for you three, better figure it out on your own what you really should be doing at this time," Yin Tian said, already turning to walk back into Yin Mansion.

"Stop right there!"

The three brothers shouted in unison without prior agreement.

Yin Tian paused, turned around, and looked at the Wen King and his two brothers with a smile, "Truly deserving to be brothers, such a harmonious response."

"Family Head Yin,"

Wen King took a deep breath, looking very seriously at Yin Tian, "What if we three brothers, today, must make you choose?"

"What do you mean? Forcing me to pick sides?"

Yin Tian retorted, "Are you not afraid... that I might join hands with one of your other two brothers to deal with you?"

Upon these words, Wen King's face changed abruptly.

If Yin Tian abandoned him, it would mean he would lose the qualification to compete for the King's position.

"Family Head Yin,"

Wen King immediately spoke up, "I didn't mean that, it's just that as you know, this matter is something you can't avoid, and furthermore, if we three brothers do indeed determine a victor, do you think whoever wins would spare you, someone who stays out of it?"

"I just hope, Family Head Yin, that you will seriously consider it so as not to do something you'll deeply regret later."

"I, Yin, don't need your reminder in how I conduct my affairs,"

Yin Tian said, sweeping his gaze over Martial King and Jing King, "Do you two hold the same view?"

Martial King and Jing King fell silent.

But at this time, silence was clearly the best answer.

"I see, then I understand,"

Yin Tian sighed and approached the three brothers of Wen King.

As he walked, he began to take something out of his pocket, and with his other hand, he started to undo his belt.

"What are you doing?"

Martial King frowned deeply, fixated on Yin Tian, unsure of his intentions.

"Nothing much,"

Yin Tian responded lightly, "Just disciplining the King's three good-for-nothing sons on behalf of the King."

"You!"

Jing King's face turned instantly, "You dare lay hands on us? We are the sons of the King!"

"It's the King's sons that I'm beating!"

Yin Tian shouted lowly, and the belt in his hand suddenly lashed out like a black snake, striking Jing King with a smack.

"Ouch, damn it!"

Jing King cursed loudly, "Have you gone mad?"

Wen King and Martial King also watched Yin Tian with their guards up, fearing that he might unexpectedly strike them too.

"Originally, I truly wasn't planning to stoop to your level,"

Yin Tian, holding his belt, stood there looking at the three brothers of Wen King, "But what you did was indeed too much, and I cannot avoid disciplining you on behalf of the King."

Before his words finished, Yin Tian struck again.

Smack, smack, smack...

The belt in his hand turned into black streaks, accurately hitting the three brothers.

The lashing had the three brothers howling in agony.

And no matter which one tried to run, they were all caught by the belt and pulled back in.