Chapter Thirteen: Hall of Enforcement

Now let's turn our attention to Chen Bo. At this moment, he had already stepped outside, where several large stones lay quietly on the ground, resembling small stone beds.

“These stones look pretty big. Honestly, I’m not sure I can pull this off!” Chen Bo exhaled deeply, warming up beforehand to prevent cramps.

“Come on, streamer! By the looks of it, even the smallest stone weighs at least two hundred pounds.”

“Show your strength, streamer! If you lift it, I’ll flood you with gifts.”

“I see a tycoon here—absolutely ruthless!”

“Milk Tea Girl tipped the streamer ten gold coins. I’m tipping ahead of time!”

“Is it really that hard to lift two or three hundred pounds? Plenty of strongmen can do it, right?”

“Hey, why don’t you try lifting one for us?”

“To the person above—let’s see you do it before you turn sixteen.”

Chen Bo took another deep breath, walked over to a large stone, braced his hands against the base, and heaved. The stone rose up at one corner, and Chen Bo found it surprisingly easy. This wasn’t his limit.

He adjusted his grip, moving his hands to the very center underneath. With a muffled grunt, he tensed his whole body and shouted, “Up you go!”

Chunks of dirt tumbled down as Chen Bo hoisted the stone above his head, then hurled it back onto the ground, making the earth tremble.

His palms were flushed red—this was probably his limit, a force of at least three hundred and ten pounds. He had transformed from a useless young master with no strength to a true strongman.

“Haha, looks like I’ve finally left the loser’s circle! And don’t forget about the gifts you all promised!” Chen Bo was in high spirits. Today he could lift three hundred pounds; in days to come, maybe three thousand, thirty thousand.

“The novels were right after all! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—one day, I’ll take down that Sword Sect that showed off in front of me a few days ago. I’m not one to let things go!”

“Leisurely Tip: 1,888 gold coins! First wave of gifts—keep them coming!”

“Bookish Fool tipped 1,888 gold coins—I can’t believe I missed the first spot, terrifying!”

“Milk Tea Girl tipped 1,888 gold coins—my royalties just came through! Let’s go, did I get the first spot?”

“Mu Li tipped 2,333 gold coins—Milk Tea Girl, you missed it, not even second place.”

“Not Alibaba tipped 188,888 gold coins—I can’t compete with these fast fingers!”

Chen Bo gazed at the stream of gifts, feeling delighted. Soon he’d be able to try several rounds of beginner-level draws.

Wait—188,888? How many digits is that? Six digits! One hundred eighty-eight thousand eight hundred eighty-eight gold coins! Converted to RMB, that’s eighteen million, eight hundred eighty-eight thousand!

In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty million yuan was spent. Only someone as money-hungry as Ma Yun could play at this level.

Of course, if the state wanted to intervene, it could do so instantly, but unfortunately, the system limited national involvement. Terrifying, really.

“Did I just see things, or did someone drop nearly two hundred thousand gold coins without a word? My head’s spinning—I feel so light-headed,” Chen Bo swallowed hard. It was the first time he’d received such a massive gift.

With over one hundred eighty thousand gold coins, plus the others, he could easily afford two intermediate-level draws, with a few thousand left over.

“No more words—thanks to Not Alibaba for the tip. I’m still a poor man and have nothing to repay you with, so all I can do is thank you here.”

The next day, Chen Bo wandered through the Chen family estate on his livestream, indulging viewers’ curiosity about the differences between the flora of this world and Earth.

It was truly eye-opening, especially the flowers—countless viewers wished they could have them, but Chen Bo couldn’t provide.

While he was explaining a bizarre-looking tree to his audience, an untimely voice rang out.

“Chen Bo, you must have nerves of steel! You actually dared offend the Sword Sect and made a three-year vow. Who do you think you are—a genius? I say you’re dragging the Chen family into the abyss!”

“A useless waste, squandering family resources, destroying three precious Detox Pills, and disrespecting the elders—you’ve broken the family rules!”

Chen Bo frowned and turned around. Seven people stood behind him, all wearing the Chen family’s standard attire, but with ‘Enforcer’ emblazoned on their chests.

They were from the Chen family’s Hall of Enforcement. As the name suggests, it was the institution that upheld the family rules—even the head of the family was not exempt.

“What are you looking at? You lot, drag this waste to the Hall of Enforcement—let him learn what happens when you break the rules!” One man pointed at Chen Bo and ordered those beside him.

“Arrest me? What evidence do you have? How have I broken the family rules?” Chen Bo unobtrusively stepped back.

Though he was now at the mid-stage of skin cultivation, the weakest among them was at the initial stage of muscle cultivation—Chen Bo was no match, destined to be trounced.

“You’ll soon find out exactly how you broke the rules.” After a cold snort, Chen Bo’s hands were seized by several men—he couldn’t break free.

Chen Bo calmed himself. The Hall of Enforcement had never acted so ruthlessly before—something was amiss. Someone must be behind this.

He thought through those he’d offended, those who opposed him—there were many. For example, several elders of the Chen family, and Chen Long.

The likelihood of action by these people was high, but Chen Long could be ruled out. Though arrogant, he didn’t have the power to mobilize the Hall of Enforcement.

The only real possibility was the Second Elder, who headed the Hall of Enforcement and had been provoked by Chen Bo several times before.

“What are you really up to? Did the Second Elder send you? Don’t think I don’t know the Hall’s rules—enforcing family law requires the head’s consent. You’re abusing your power—be careful you don’t get expelled from the family!”

“Heh, you’ve forgotten something. If several elders agree, the Hall can act!” the man sneered.

Chen Bo had no strength to resist and was quickly dragged away to a spacious area, pinned to the ground, unable to move.

They were forcing him to be humiliated in front of the entire Chen family—to destroy his reputation. Ruthless!

Chen Bo’s mind grew steadily calmer. One enforcer brought out two long canes and declared, “Chen Bo, direct descendant of the Chen family, for deliberately destroying the family’s treasures, disrespecting elders, and compounding your offenses, you are sentenced to eighty strokes!”

Little Bei only updated a bit late—must it really be deleted so harshly? Seeing it gone, better hurry and write another chapter.