Dominance of Evil Master

Let's go over the **chaos so far**:

- I **barely convinced** my sisters that I'm just a rare martial arts prodigy.

- **Luo Qing actually acknowledged me**, which is rare because she'd rather punch first and talk never.

- My **father, Luo Tian, is still suspicious** after my little "training incident."

And now, as I was **trying to relax**, a servant **knocked on my door**.

"Young Master Zin, the **Patriarch requests your presence.**"

…Oh.

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### **Facing the Lion in His Den**

Luo Tian, my **father**, wasn't just any patriarch.

He was one of the **top five strongest people in Shun County**.

And he wanted to **talk to me—his one-year-old son.**

Yeah, **this was a trap.**

But refusing? **Even worse.**

So, like the **good, innocent child** I was (*cough*), I followed the servant to the **main hall**.

The moment I stepped inside, I felt it—**the pressure.**

Luo Tian was sitting at the **head of a long wooden table**, staring at me like I was **some rare specimen.**

His eyes were sharp. **Too sharp.**

I pretended not to notice and **grinned happily.**

"Father!" I spread my little arms. "Did you miss me?"

Silence.

He just kept **staring.**

…Okay, weird.

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### **The Question**

"Luo Zin." His voice was deep, commanding.

"Yes, Father?"

He leaned forward slightly. "Tell me… what do you think of strength?"

Oh?

I wasn't expecting a **philosophical debate.**

Still, if he was **testing me**, I needed to answer carefully.

I tilted my head **innocently**. "Strength is important!"

Luo Tian raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

I put a tiny finger to my chin, **pretending to think deeply**.

"Because the world is unfair! If you're weak, people push you around. If you're strong, you get to decide your own path."

Silence.

Luo Tian's gaze didn't waver. "Where did you learn that?"

…Crap.

That was **too smart** for a baby, wasn't it?

I quickly **switched gears**.

I puffed out my cheeks. "I heard it from the servants!"

Luo Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then, **he smiled.**

…Oh no.

That wasn't a **kind** smile. That was a **'you're about to suffer'** smile.

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### **The Patriarch's Test**

"Good," he said. "Then let's test your resolve."

He **clapped his hands**, and suddenly—

A **wooden training dummy** was brought in.

"This," he said, "is a special training puppet made from **Ironwood**. Even adults struggle to damage it."

He looked at me. "Break it."

…Excuse me?

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### **A Near-Impossible Task**

I stared at the **Ironwood dummy**.

This thing was **used by warriors** to train their fists.

And he expected a **one-year-old** to **break it?!**

I wanted to scream, *Father, are you trying to murder me?*

But I couldn't refuse.

So, I walked up to the dummy, **taking a deep breath.**

I **only had one chance.**

If I hesitated? **Suspicious.**

If I failed completely? **Embarrassing.**

If I succeeded *too well*? **Even more suspicious.**

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### **The Clever Approach**

Instead of **brute force**, I used **what I learned in training**.

- I **felt the ground beneath me.**

- I **adjusted my stance** to maximize force.

- And instead of aiming for **destruction**, I focused on **disrupting the energy within the dummy.**

I **exhaled slowly**, then—

**Boom!**

My tiny fist hit the dummy.

…And nothing happened.

For a second.

Then, suddenly—

**A small crack appeared.**

Luo Tian's eyes widened **just a little.**

The servants? They looked like they'd seen a ghost.

A **one-year-old** had cracked **Ironwood.**

I quickly **acted tired**, wobbling on my feet.

"Waaah… that was hard…"

Luo Tian's gaze softened **just a fraction.**

Then, he **laughed.**

"Amazing."

…Wait, what?

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### **The Unexpected Approval**

He stood up, stepping toward me.

Then, to my utter shock—

He **patted my head.**

"You are indeed my son."

…Huh?!

Wasn't he supposed to be **a cold and distant father?**

Why was he **suddenly proud?!**

I blinked up at him, **pretending to be confused.**

"Father?"

He chuckled. "From now on, I will personally oversee your training."

…What.

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### **Ending Hook**

Luo Zin has **unintentionally gained his father's approval**—but at what cost? Training under the patriarch himself will be **far more brutal** than anything he expected.

Stay tuned for **Chapter 8: The Devil's Training Begins!**

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