Henry grabbed the medicine and rushed out in a hurry, his frantic demeanor catching Jake's eye.
"What's going on with Big Brother? He just left without saying a word. Don't tell me someone's trying to buy out our company," Jake said, then laughed at his own joke.
Julian wasn't around—he had already returned to the golf course, where he was currently scolding Steelix for tunneling holes all over the place.
The course was already a mess thanks to Tyranitar and Aggron, and now with Steelix's "contributions," it was completely ruined.
Julian, who had originally wanted to learn the refined sport of golf, now had no chance.
Though Julian wasn't with Jake, Quinn was.
She explained what had just happened.
Jake took a moment to process the information before hesitantly saying, "If Big Brother really ends up having a kid, won't that mean he'll compete with my son for the family fortune?"
"No way—I've got to make Dad write a will and leave everything to that brat."
Watching her second brother rush off in a panic, Quinn couldn't help but facepalm.
'Truly father and son—their first thought was exactly the same.'
She turned her gaze to the main gate and, sure enough, wasn't disappointed. Before long, Jake came bolting out like a pig fleeing slaughter, with John hot on his heels, belt in hand.
"Dad! If you love your grandson so much, don't just say it—show it with actions!"
Jake shouted while running, constantly looking back to maintain a safe distance from his father.
"Dad, if Big Brother's childhood sweetheart really recovers and they have a kid, that brat of mine will have competition! Sure, he's my own brother, but business is business!"
"Little Sis will marry out sooner or later, so we can ignore her share. The rest should be split at least 70-30 between me and Big Brother—me 70, him 30!"
"After all, my unfilial son is just too outstanding. Any kid Big Brother has in the future won't compare!"
Quinn: 'Wow, so none of this massive family fortune is mine, huh?'
"Dad, just beat Second Brother to death. With Julian around, the Walker family doesn't need him anymore anyway!" Quinn shouted from the sidelines.
John swung his belt through the air, making sharp whipping sounds.
"You brat, if you stop now, I'll go easy on you and give you fewer lashes!"
"Dad, you think I'm still a kid? I stopped falling for that after the second time!" Jake shot back.
"Heh. Metagross."
John's eyes glinted coldly, and a smirk appeared on his lips.
Jake stared in disbelief at the massive steel Pokémon now blocking his path.
"Dad! That's cheating!"
'Wasn't this supposed to be a man-to-man fight? Using Pokémon is just unfair!'
"You can always call your own Metagross, if you want."
John sneered, advancing step by step toward Jake.
This time, Jake didn't run—there was no point. His father's Metagross was right in front of him, and as for sending out his own? Yeah, no.
"Metagross, Meteor Mash!"
A Silver Metagross identical to John's appeared, its rainbow-hued fist crashing down—only to be effortlessly blocked.
"Dad, let's team up. For the sake of the family fortune, we're taking Grandpa down today!"
Julian declared as he stepped up beside Jake, full of confidence.
Jake had been ready to back down, but with his son being this bold, how could he, as a father, show weakness?
"Metagross!" Jake roared.
"Meta!"
His own Metagross took its place beside him.
Now, Jake and Julian stood together, their Metagross side by side, while John's loomed just meters away.
Three Silver Metagross in total.
Both Julian's and Jake's Metagross had originally been split off from John's.
This was a battle of father and son versus grandfather.
Two Metagross versus their progenitor—a family civil war.
"Bold. Let's see what you've got today."
John grinned, though there was a flicker of savageness in his expression.
"Slowking, set up a livestream."
Julian handed his phone to Slowking. Such a golden opportunity couldn't be wasted—he hadn't uploaded a video in ages, let alone gone live.
The moment the stream went live, every one of Julian's followers got a notification.
Within seconds, the viewership skyrocketed past a million.
In under a minute, it hit nearly thirty million—and the number kept climbing.
[@Trapinch's_Fake_Teeth: "What's going on?! Three Silver Metagross right off the bat? This is insane!"]
[@Wall_Slam: "Is the Walker family having a civil war?"]
[@Invincible_Whirlwind: "Champion Walker just standing there is already so intimidating!"]
Julian turned to the camera and said, "Hey everyone, today my dad and I are going to demonstrate how to handle an encounter with a Champion-level Pokémon when you're out in the wild or inside a secret realm."
[@Slacking_Slaking: "Bro, what the hell, this is wild. Teaching us how to take on a Champion?!"]
[@ILoveStinkyTofu: "No way, you're not even a Champion yet!"]
[@GarlicTurtle: "This app is full of people stronger than Elite and richer than billionaires…"]
One Champion. One peak Pseudo-Champion. One early-stage Pseudo-Champion.
Three silver Metagross.
All of them from the Walker family.
Two versus one.
The drama and hype were overflowing.
Even people who usually didn't care about Julian couldn't resist tuning in once they heard Jake and Julian were teaming up to take down John.
After all, a scene like this was truly a rare sight.
Douyin's official team, fully aware of the hype surrounding this battle, immediately allocated highest-level promotional resources.
If you were scrolling through Douyin at that moment, the next video that popped up would be this livestream.
Quinn watched with great interest too.
"Dad, go get them! Show Second Brother and Julian who's really the head of this family. Also, even if I marry out, your will better include my share too!"
John's face darkened. His sweet little daughter had officially turned on him.
"This old man isn't even eighty yet—I've got plenty of years left! And here you three are, already eyeing my inheritance? Looks like I need to teach you all a lesson today!"
"Metagross, show them what a real Meteor Mash looks like!"
John pointed at Julian's Metagross.
Julian's Metagross immediately sensed danger and vanished from its spot with Teleport—but the moment it reappeared, John's Metagross was already in its face, slamming it into the ground with a devastating Meteor Mash.
"Don't think just because your Metagross knows Teleport it's invincible. Speed pushed to the extreme is no worse than teleportation," John lectured.
Though in his heart, he was filled with envy. If Julian's Metagross was at the mid-stage Pseudo-Champion level instead of early-stage, its Teleport would've been much faster, and landing a hit like just now wouldn't have been so easy.
And truthfully, even this successful hit had a good bit of luck involved.
'Good thing it landed—otherwise, that would've been pretty embarrassing...'
*****
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