"Boss, come here right now!"
Jiang Daguo silently walked up to Old Man Jiang, bowed his head and remained silent, as if waiting for a storm to break.
Old Man Jiang's face was full of anger, his eyes fixed on Jiang Daguo, and he questioned in a low and authoritative voice: "Xiaoxue wants to marry Yang Tiezhu, who is the same age as you. Do you agree?"
Jiang Daguo slightly raised his head, but did not meet the old man's gaze. He simply replied, "If Xiaoxue is willing, I have no objection."
These words were like a sharp sword, deeply wounding Old Man Jiang's heart. His eyes widened, the muscles in his face contorting with rage. Suddenly, he stood up, raised his hand, and slapped Jiang Daguo hard across the face, the crisp sound echoing in the air.
Old Man Jiang gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "Eldest son, you have truly disappointed me! From now on, you three are not to set foot in the old house again. I can't bear the shame!"
After saying that, Old Man Jiang turned around and stormed into the main room. The others in the courtyard looked at each other.
"Big brother, Xiaoxue is still so young! And I've heard that Yang Tiezhu has a tendency to commit domestic violence! How can you bear to let Xiaoxue suffer?" The third brother, Jiang Dahai, finally couldn't hold back and spoke up to persuade her.
Jiang Daguo simply narrowed his eyes as usual and said slowly, "Xiaoxue herself willingly wanted to marry him, so I can't just force them apart, can I?"
Jiang Dahai sighed helplessly and ultimately remained silent.
"Second brother, third brother, remember to come and add more dowry for Xiaoxue on her wedding day," Madam Huang added from the side.
"Since Dad doesn't like our family, we're leaving!"
After Jiang Daguo finished speaking, he left with Huang and her companion.
Jiang Wanwan entered the main room and poured Old Man Jiang a cup of boiled water with spiritual spring water added, worried that the old man might upset himself.
"Wanwan, what's wrong with Xue's head?"
Jiang Wanwan shook her head and comforted him, "Grandpa, don't be angry. Getting angry is bad for your health. Maybe Xiaoxue has her own reasons."
Old Man Jiang sighed, "How can I not be angry? Everyone knows what kind of person Yang Tiezhu is. What good life will Xiaoxue have after marrying him?"
While massaging Old Man Jiang, Jiang Wanwan used gentle wood-elemental spiritual energy to soothe his body. Old Man Jiang felt as warm and comfortable as if he were soaking in a hot spring, and his anxious and irritable heart gradually calmed down. In just a moment, he began to snore softly.
After Jiang Wanwan returned home, thinking of her father's worried face, she asked him, "Dad! Should we do something about Xiaoxue's matter?"
Jiang Dahe was just about to go to the yard with Tian Cuicui to practice boxing when he heard his daughter's question and stopped in his tracks.
"I'll go to my older brother's house again tomorrow, but I don't think there's much hope of changing their minds!"
Jiang Wanwan nodded in understanding. Then, she took out a special medicine packet for body tempering that she had carefully ground over the past two days from her spatial storage.
"Dad! Mom! After you finish your boxing practice, you can use this herbal pack to take a bath. It can help temper your bodies and effectively regulate your meridians."
Hearing their daughter's words, the couple gladly accepted the medicine packet and then began to concentrate intently on practicing their boxing techniques in the yard. During this time, whenever they had free time, they diligently practiced the techniques taught by Jiang Wanwan.
When the two first started practicing martial arts, bruises and swellings frequently appeared on their bodies. But they didn't want to disappoint their daughter, so they persevered through gritted teeth.
After learning that cultivators have exceptionally long lifespans, a strong desire ignited deep within them, hoping that through their own cultivation, they could better and longer stay by their daughter's side.
Seeing her parents' efforts, Jiang Wanwan returned to her room to meditate and cultivate, only to find an extra person in the room—or rather, a ghost.
Jiang Wanwan looked closely and saw that the newcomer had brightly colored hair and wore bizarre clothes. He had a row of exaggerated earrings, a thick gold chain around his neck, and strangely shaped rings on his fingers. This look was simply a living example of non-mainstream fashion.
"Are you Brother Lin?" Jiang Wanwan couldn't believe that the person who came was actually Lin Weiguo.
"I don't know anyone else in this world, so I came here to ask you for help!" Lin Weiguo said embarrassedly, smoothing his thick, side-swept bangs.
After parting ways with Jiang Wanwan, Lin Weiguo embarked on a journey filled with novelty and reflection. Along the way, he admired the scenery, observed the living conditions of the people, and made a special trip to Kyoto to see if the red flag that once fluttered in their hands was still bright and dazzling.
Next, he visited the hometowns of his comrades-in-arms one by one to find out if their descendants had achieved anything.
However, when he found his closest comrade-in-arms, Yan Jie, in Kyoto, he discovered chaos there, with the Yan family searching frantically for something. It turned out that his comrade's grandson, Yan Ziyan, had disappeared without a trace.
Lin Weiguo joined the search without hesitation, but unexpectedly, he eventually found Yan Ziyan in a dry well in an abandoned house in Kyoto. At this time, Yan Ziyan was in critical condition, and his fate was unknown.
With Lin Weiguo's profound cultivation, he was fully capable of safely sending Yan Ziyan back to the Yan family. However, because Yan Ziyan was extremely weak, Lin Weiguo worried that if he got close, the dense ghostly energy on his body would send him to meet the King of Hell.
Left with no other choice, Lin Weiguo returned to the Yan family home, intending to reveal Yan Ziyan's whereabouts to them. But just then, he overheard the family plotting how to ensure Yan Ziyan would never return home.
Left with no other option, Lin Weiguo sought help from his most trusted friend, Jiang Wanwan, hoping she could lend a hand and rescue the person.
You must know that Yan Jiezhi was a legendary figure back then! He resolutely gave up his career as a writer and joined the army, demonstrating extraordinary courage and decisiveness.
On the battlefield, he was decisive and ruthless, becoming a hero admired by all.
More importantly, Yan Jiezhi had once saved Lin Weiguo's life, essentially giving him a second chance at life. Now that his descendant had met with misfortune, how could Lin Weiguo stand idly by and do nothing?
After hearing this, Jiang Wanwan felt a ripple in her heart. She felt that the name Yan Ziyan sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.
However, Jiang Wanwan did not dwell on this matter too much, but readily agreed to Lin Weiguo's request, expressing her willingness to go to Kyoto together to rescue Yan Ziyan.
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