Hidden Master: starting by canceling ten marriage proposals

The three brothers were struck dumb by Yin Tian's actions.

No one had expected that Yin Tian would completely disregard their noble status and lash them publicly with a belt!

They were born into the King's family, noble from birth.

When had they ever suffered such humiliation?

"Guards! Guards!"

Wen King was dodging the inescapable belt while roaring in anger, "Seize this madman! He dares to lay a hand on me?"

Jing King also shouted, "You useless bunch, you just watch as I get hit?"

The guards who were initially stunned by the scene finally snapped to attention.

They saw nearly a hundred people charging towards Yin Tian, intending to subdue him.

Yin Tian simply pulled a golden token from his pocket, "With this in my possession, how dare you act rashly!"

Those who were rushing toward Yin Tian all trembled, then they stood aside in an orderly manner, with their heads bowed low, not daring to utter a word.

Jing King was crouching on the ground holding his head, his expression hideously twisted, "Are you mad? Just for a token of the Seventh Great Family of the Imperial City, you are scared to this extent?"

Wen King also growled, "The Seventh Great Family of the Imperial City, they are only such because we say so; if we say they are nothing, then they are less than nothing!"

"Open your eyes and look carefully at what I hold in my hand."

Yin Tian spoke indifferently, and the belt he was swinging also stopped.

Finally, the three brothers had a chance to lift their heads and look at the golden token in Yin Tian's hand.

"Sovereign's Mandate!"

Martial King's eyes went blank as he exclaimed in surprise.

The golden token in Yin Tian's hand was not one representing the head of the Seventh Great Family of the Imperial City; it was a token representing the personal presence of the King!

One could say that with this token in hand, Yin Tian was the King in that moment!

"You!"

Wen King looked at Yin Tian in disbelief, "How is this possible! How could the one and only Sovereign's Mandate be in your hands!"

"The King gave it to me," Yin Tian stated expressionlessly, "So now, I shall discipline you in the King's stead. Do you have any complaints?"

All three brothers hung their heads low.

Although the King had passed away.

Yet, the three brothers were still just Kings, without having ascended to the King's throne.

If they dared defy this Sovereign's Mandate, even the families that originally supported them would probably not dare to continue their support.

"Family Head Yin's discipline is deserved."

Wen King spoke through clenched teeth, his complexion ashen to the extreme.

"So, shall I continue?"

"Please, continue."

The three brothers resigned to their fate, slumped on the ground.

Yin Tian was not one to spoil children; his belt continued to flicker in his hand, leaving a trail of afterimages, striking the three brothers over and over.

After lashing them for another fifteen minutes, Yin Tian refastened the belt to his trousers, looking at the pitiful state of the three brothers before him.

"All of you, stand up."

At this moment, the three brothers truly did not dare to defy Yin Tian. They obediently stood up, facing Yin Tian.

"Turn around, face the direction of the palace, kneel down."

Yin Tian spoke without emotion, "If you do not kneel for three hours, none of you may leave!"

Having said that, he had already begun to walk back towards Yin Mansion.

The three brothers, despite feeling utterly humiliated, dared not say more.

They exchanged glances and all knelt there, silent.

They followed Yin Tian's instructions to the letter and knelt for the full three hours, after which they left the place under the guard's escort, quite worse for wear.

"Sigh…"

Lying in a reclining chair, yet aware that the three brothers had left, Yin Tian let out a light sigh, "Thankfully, the King is in good health and can continue to have children."

"These three are a write-off, might as well start again…"

...

That afternoon.

The three brothers returned to the palace, after having been severely disciplined.

Looking at the huge coffin situated in the side hall, the three brothers wore different expressions.

"Second brother, third brother."

Wen King stood there, speaking flatly, "It seems that Yin Tian really doesn't plan to help the three of us anymore. Since that's the case, shall we play by our own rules for the King's throne?"

"Fine with me," Martial King's eyes flashed with a fighting spirit.

He had earned the support of the Chi Family that controlled the world's armies.

If it came down to individual effort, his chances were evidently much greater.

Jing King did not speak, his gaze flickering as if deep in thought.

"Eldest brother, second brother, little third brother… do you really intend to go this far?"

Dressed in simple white, Princess Linglong, looking mournful, emerged from behind the coffin, "Does it really need to come to this? Father has just passed away, his body barely cold…"

Upon seeing Princess Linglong, the expressions of the three brothers became even more peculiar.

They had no fondness for Princess Linglong.

Ever since Princess Linglong was born, the King had lavished all his love upon her.

Thus, all three of them felt that it was their youngest sister who had stolen the affection that should have been theirs from the King.

This led them to feel not merely a lack of kinship towards Princess Linglong but rather a strong aversion!

"Linglong."

Wen King looked deeply at Princess Linglong.

"You better not stay in this palace any longer."