Come, Eldest Young Master Holds the Fishing Platform
The six boys at the foot of the mountain have tried every trick they can think of—even pretending to be genuinely sick. But Little Dumpling still won’t let them break through; he just sends the Snow Wolves down with medicine to make sure they don’t actually die or get crippled...
It’s not that Little Dumpling refuses to send anyone down; he’s just worried that if he does, the six boys will talk them into bringing someone up the mountain without realizing it.
It’s not that Little Dumpling is overreacting—those six boys really do have the skills to pull it off.
After so many rounds with the boys at the mountain’s foot, Little Dumpling knows they’re no pushovers. Alone, none of them can match him, but when united, they’re a force to be reckoned with.
The key is, these six have to stand together—facing outsiders as one—rather than competing with each other like before.
“Like father, like son. These kids really do take after their fathers.” William Wang Jinling sometimes pays attention, finding Little Dumpling’s frustration rather amusing.
“Godfather, do you think they’ll try to brute-force their way up?” Little Dumpling can feel these boys getting trickier, and their latest schemes keep putting him on the spot.
Just like this time—Liam Fuller, that cunning little guy, actually made himself sick. Little Dumpling almost dashed down the mountain to bring him up.
If anything happened to Liam Fuller, his father, the emperor and empress, and even Uncle Felix would all be furious with me...
“Hard to say. Max Zhai from the Zhai Clan is stubborn as an ox, and he’s got the strongest fists plus a bit of sway among them. If he’s set on charging, Evan Yu and Leo Si will definitely back him up.” That’s boyish loyalty for you—even knowing they’ll get battered, those two won’t back down.
"If they try to force their way up, I can't guarantee they won't get hurt." The mountain’s mechanisms don’t care who you are—even if he sets them to the lowest difficulty, Skyvault Palace’s traps are still dangerous.
"Getting a little banged up might be good for them. Otherwise, all they do is shout and fight, never using their heads." William Wang Jinling doesn’t mind stepping in, happy to help teach Max Zhai a lesson—the kid who thinks his fists are unbeatable.
"Godfather, you said it! If any of them get hurt, you’ll back me up that it was an accident." Little Dumpling has been waiting for William Wang’s go-ahead. With his godfather’s word, he can act without worry.
"If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility." William Wang Jinling knows Little Dumpling is careful and gives his promise without hesitation.
That’s what elders are for—stepping up as a shield for their kids when it counts.
"Don’t worry, Godfather. I won’t make things hard for you." Little Dumpling has never been the type to push his luck; since William Wang has his back, he’ll make sure his godfather has peace of mind.
"Godfather, I bet as soon as Liam Fuller’s illness clears up, the boys won’t be able to hold back—they’ll try to storm the mountain. I’m going to adjust the traps." With the old settings, Max Zhai and the others could probably make it up if they were willing to take a few hits. But now?
Heh...
With his godfather’s promise, there’s no way he’ll let them reach the top.
"Go on..." William Wang Jinling waves him off with a smile. After Little Dumpling leaves, William closes his book and calls softly into the air, "Come in."