The lavishly dressed, chubby boy was An Xiaofu, eldest son of the Family in Jianyun City. Perhaps his father hadn’t held much hope for him, choosing a name that simply meant “content with wealth.”
But because he was plump, his fellow sect members secretly called him An Xiaopang.
An Xiaopang could be a bit slow-witted and was prone to the occasional temper tantrum of a young master, but there was no real malice in his heart. He often relied on