On top of a lofty altar...

Crimson carpets covered the steps leading toward the top of the altar where an imposing throne was located. And a man oozing power sat imperiously on it. With a physique easily double the size of an average man, he exuded dignity and authority like a king.

However, even his imposing figure had to play second fiddle to the physique of another man standing by the foot of the stairs. This man possessed abnormally broad shoulders and a weirdly thick torso. With his lengthy beard, he instantly gave off an impression that had Zhang Fei descended on the mortal plane, he must've looked like this man.

His torso was developed to the point of being freakishly proportioned. Forget masculinity, this man exuded the unmistakable aura of an untamed beast!

The man on the throne glared at the huge man below the altar. Cai Kechang, off to the side and silently spectating this glare-off, could only nervously gulp back his saliva. The encounter between his liege, the Crimson King, and this brute of a man was something Cai Kechang least wanted to see. It wasn't simply because of this intense pressure he felt, however. After all, this meeting signified that one of the best cards in the Crimson King's arsenal would be exhausted now.

“Vator...!” The Crimson King's loud roar echoed in the impressive hallway. “You seem to be doing well.”

“You're one to talk,” Vator snarkily muttered.

China's Three Kings were the highest...