C149 Fight till the End
C149 Fight till the End
If this matter was spread out, wouldn't his enemies laugh him to death?
Could it be that the prestige of the Dong Family that they had accumulated over the past few decades in Tiandong Province was just a child's play?
The young man on the phone called himself Loong Wei. He was from the same family as the owner of the bronze statue. No wonder he was so protective of Loong Heetu, the man who had died a long time ago.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Dung Shaan's expression was cold, and his eyes were sharp. Although he was old, he was full of energy and dignity. From this, it could be imagined that the young Dung Shaan must have been an ambitious man who dominated a region.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Dung Tianhu carried his wounded body and returned home in a sorry state. When the elders of the family saw the junior they were so proud of being beaten up like this, they immediately flew into a rage.
"Tian Hu, who beat you up like this?"
"Bullying the juniors of our Dong Family like this, do you think we are all pushovers?"
Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, as if they were facing a common enemy.
All of them begged Dung Shaan to take revenge for Dung Tianhu. As the future hope of Dong Family, he had carried the hopes of too many people. Now that the future star of Dong Family had been beaten up to such an extent, they couldn't tolerate it.
Not to mention breaking a rib bone, even a hair of it would be unbearable to Dong Family!
They listened to the noisy discussion of Dung Shaan. Frowning, everyone immediately shut their mouths.
Dung Tianhu lowered his head in shame. How could he still have the demeanor of a proud son of heaven? He had been severely injured during his trip to the Chuzhou, and he had even brought shame to the Dong Family.
"Useless thing!"
This was Dung Shaan's assessment of his grandson. "No matter what, you are the one who obtained the Martial Arts Association's silver badge. You cannot be said to be the strongest among the younger generation, but you are also a top existence. How could you lose to an unknown person? Tell me, is there some secret behind this?"
Dung Shaan knew his grandson very well. He had a strong personality, confidence, and a very deep cultivation base. It was impossible for him to be defeated by an unknown person. The only possible explanation was that he had been trapped by someone else, causing him to suffer a crushing defeat.
These words made Dung Tianhu feel even more ashamed of himself. What was there to lose? He didn't even have the time to attack before he was killed in a single strike. No, that's not right. That person had only waved his sleeve and had already broken thirty-six of his ribs...
"That's right. The opponent must have used some kind of despicable technique. Otherwise, how could Heavenly Tiger lose?"
"Tianhu, you can tell the truth. Did the other party use some dirty method to defeat you? That's too shameless. You're worse than a pig or dog!"
The person who spoke was Dung Tianhu's fourth uncle, dong Xian.
This person had a big belly, a weasel's head, and a mouse's eyes. He looked like he was going to die early.
Dung Tianhu was annoyed by what the others said, so he simply told them everything. "Grandfather, that kid called Loong Wei seems to be Lord from the army..."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"What's wrong with Lord? He's still the same in my eyes..."
Dong Xian suddenly realized what was going on. Lord...
What the f * ck!
Dong Xian swallowed the second half of his sentence and quickly squeezed into the crowd, not daring to show his head.
Dung Shaan's aged face was slightly moved. "Lord? Who did you hear it from? Do you have any idea?"
Dung Tianhu shook his head. "It was his subordinate who called him that. As for whether it was true or not, I haven't checked yet."
"Hmph, a young man in his twenties said he was Lord. Do you believe that?" Dung Shaan stood up and surrounded the people in the Gu family. "Do you believe that?"
Everyone kept quiet out of fear and no one dared to speak. They could not say for sure about this kind of thing, so it was better to just shut up.
Dung Tianhu's heart sank. He also felt that this matter was very strange. He, Loong Wei, was in his twenties. Even if he had achieved many military exploits, he would at most be a regiment level officer. Being able to reach the brigade level was already an unprecedented existence. As for Lord...
How could it be possible? He was about the same age as him. Such a young Lord?
"80% is fake."
Dung Tianhu said in a trembling voice.
Dung Shaan sneered. "So what if it is true? I think the military has no successors. It is ridiculous to let a mere lackey become Lord. The higher he climbs, the heavier he falls. I think this kid will not be able to become famous. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"But, his martial arts cultivation is really strong. I admit that I am not his match..."
Dung Tianhu's words made Dung Shaan so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him. "Trash, you still have the face to talk about it. You are a disgrace to our Dong Family. You are not allowed to go out for the next few days. You better stay at home and reflect on yourself!"
He had never mentioned what Loong Wei had told Dung Shaan over the phone. Dung Shaan was a well-known figure in the province. No one in the Tiandong Province dared to threaten him like this. A stinky fish and rotten shrimp that had suddenly appeared could not even catch his eyes.
"Also, you have to be careful with your words and actions in the future. Don't speak nonsense. If I hadn't come out this time, I'm afraid you would have died a few times already!"
Dung Shaan's stern reprimand immediately frightened Dung Tianhu, causing him to shiver.
Insulting Young Marshal Loong publicly was a huge crime. Fortunately, it was Dong Family. If it was any other small family, they would have been executed long ago.
Jinling.
Lin Ruoxue had not contacted Loong Wei for a long time. It was not because she did not want to, but because she had no choice.
Today's weather was clear and peaceful. According to the rules of the Lin Family, every December 28th, the entire family had to come to Arhat Temple to offer incense.
Ever since Lin Ruoxue returned home, she had been confined to the luxurious and huge but very boring Lin residence. Today, she could finally take the opportunity to go out and take a breather while offering incense.
Her parents, grandfather, and many of the elders in the family had already left first. The juniors then set off.
Lin Ruoxue, who was about to be pointed out for marriage, could be said to be a celebrity of Lin Family. Today, she was wearing a snow-white Han attire. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and she looked graceful and graceful.
She was being carried by the crowd and walked forward step by step. Behind her was her younger sister, lin Shan.
"Sister, I heard that this time, she came to our house to compete for marriage. And the Mu family?"
Lin Shan's tone was filled with envy.
"Your life is so good. Even the Mu Family wants to curry favor with you, unlike us." Jealousy flashed across Lin Shan's eyes, but it was fleeting.
The Mu Family was also a famous and influential family in Jinling. Many great figures who were good at war had emerged from their ancestors. Their ancestors had also produced Martial Scholars. The golden plaque of the "Martial Scholars" that was bestowed by the Emperor was still hung in front of the door of the Mu Family.
In terms of history, the Mu Family might not necessarily lose to the Lin Family.
The Mu Family had always valued martial arts. No matter how young or old their family was, they were all well-versed in martial arts, and each of them had extraordinary skills. They were the rare young talents of Jinling City.
The Mu Family had the highest chance of winning this competition in Lin Family, and the Gu family was next.