Arrogance and domineering, starting in the 1990s

After Wan Youshan crushed the pair of priceless "tiger head" walnuts,

Then he took out another pair of "chicken heart" walnuts.

After pondering for a long time, a plan slowly emerged in my mind.

Killing Wu Shu is no longer his first choice.

He wanted to wipe out the entire enemy family to vent his hatred!

Thinking of this, Wan Youshan's expression showed a hint of regret again.

It's all my fault for being too soft-hearted back then.

What good is it to force Wu Qingdao to the brink of ruin and death, and to flee to a distant land?

We should have nipped the weeds in the bud back then, and eliminated the smaller ones as well!

I initially thought the other family was barely surviving, living on the brink of poverty.

I used to find it quite amusing, but now I realize I was too kind-hearted.

Surprisingly, they didn't throw out the final straw for a long time.

However, we still need to find out Wu Qingdao's current whereabouts.

Otherwise, once the other party finds out that their descendants are all gone,

Without the ties of family, they might recklessly tear up the agreement from back then.

Thinking of Wu Qingdao, Wan Youshan's face filled with apprehension; the other party was truly terrifying.

Back then, there were dozens of people...

...

"It's best to use this kind of martial art sparingly. Although it can temporarily unleash your potential, overuse will shorten your lifespan."

Inside the glittering palace, a blind "massage therapist" is massaging Wu Shu's back to improve blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

"What's the use of living to be a hundred if your eyes have been blinded?" Wu Shu sneered.

Even the best-tempered blind person would turn annoyed at this moment, wondering why a perfectly normal person would have a mouth.

Wu Shu knew his own situation well; his martial arts skills were the result of the original owner's years of arduous training.

Although I don't have the same level of martial arts talent as the other person,

But he was smarter than the original owner, so over the years he gradually developed a set of killing moves.

However, this killing move, like the Seven Injury Fist, injures the user before injuring the attacker.

While each use can enhance one's strength, it will inevitably cause serious damage afterward and lead to some unpredictable side effects.

So after getting his earrings done, the blind man didn't go home; he came straight upstairs for a massage. This blind man, though not particularly humorous...

But he had the advantage of good skills, and he felt that the other party should be the kind of martial artist who had "begun to learn the basics".

Especially when he was giving himself a massage, he could feel a slight warmth on his skin.

Although it was very slight, he still felt it.

"Old man, how long would it take to reach your level?"

The blind man initially didn't want to talk to the other person, after all, this young man was really impolite.

But when he thought about how he worked in the service industry, he replied sullenly.

Thirty years.

Wu Shu nodded secretly. Thirty years wasn't unusual. Even if you practiced for more than ten thousand days, you would still achieve something.

"Would you like to teach me sometime?"

Upon hearing this, the blind man pulled down his sunglasses, revealing two dark, empty eye sockets.

He retorted sarcastically, "So I can teach you so you can become blind and give massages with me?"

Wu Shu laughed heartily when he saw how amusing the other person was.

"You don't need to learn from me; your skills are no worse than mine." He said, pulling and lifting Wu Shu's arm with his hand.

With a crisp cracking sound from the joint, Wu Shu immediately felt much more comfortable.

He swung his arm and grinned, "Interested in changing jobs?"

The blind man pushed his sunglasses up, and while packing his things, he casually remarked, "Fighting and killing aren't for me."

"Tch, be my sparring partner, ten thousand a month," Wu Shu sneered.

The other side has some pretty good ideas; they're blind and still thinking about fighting and killing.

The blind man slowed down his packing and hesitated.

Money isn't important; what matters is that the other person has excellent potential.

He's a promising martial arts talent...

"Let me think about it."

Wu Shu didn't press the matter. After giving a 500-yuan tip, he prepared to go home.

After all, if it gets any later, it will be time to learn a "foreign language" again.

...

When Wu Shu returned to Xiangguang Lane, he didn't see Wu Qing squatting at the entrance.

Pushing open the door to the courtyard, they didn't see Wu Ran counting money.

After looking around, I finally spotted Wu Shiguo hiding in a corner, washing clothes on a washboard.

Upon seeing that it was his eldest son, Wu Shiguo smiled somewhat awkwardly.

Wu Shu glanced at the clothes the other person was washing and saw that they were all women's floral vests and the like.

After asking Wu Shu if he had eaten, Wu Shiguo continued scrubbing his clothes.

Wu Shu sat down on the stone bench, poured himself a cup of tea, and swirled the cup around for a while.

He asked somewhat awkwardly, "Dad, what happened to Wu Qingdao?"

Wu Shiguo paused in his washing motion, then stiffly resumed washing.

After a long pause, he finally said in a low voice, "He is your grandfather."

Wu Shu secretly rolled his eyes. Of course I know he's my "grandfather".

Damn, the word "grandpa" sounds really awkward.

Wu Shiguo hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why did you suddenly decide to ask him?"

"It's nothing, just curiosity."

"To be honest, I don't know much about him, but he was the one who named you and the second son."

And you really enjoyed practicing martial arts with him when you were little.

"On the contrary, your younger brother likes to play with his calligraphy brush all day long."

Seeing Wu Shiguo's smiling face, Wu Shu seemed to recall a beautiful time from his memory.

"Then why did he disappear from our lives?"

Wu Shiguo's smile vanished, replaced by a pained expression as he said, "They've gone missing."

Wu Shu didn't ask any further questions. There were many possible explanations for his disappearance: he died, ran away, hid, or was captured.

Either explanation is acceptable.

Although Wu Shiguo didn't reveal any useful information, his words...

He became even more certain that the old man surnamed Wan hadn't uttered a single truth.

Wu Shu's expression flashed dangerously as he continuously deduced the possibility of eliminating his opponent directly to prevent future troubles.

It wasn't until Wu Ran entered that he saw Wu Shiguo there, rubbing his clothes, and Wu Shu there, drinking tea and looking dazed.

He felt immediately uncomfortable and slammed the account book in front of Wu Shu!

"Check your accounts yourself and settle my wages!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to help his father wash clothes.

Wu Shu watched as the two men politely declined each other's advances, displaying a deep father-son bond, and slightly pursed his lips.

If you're truly filial, buy a washing machine; why are you fighting over it?

But didn't the other person just give me a disdainful look?

Forget it, I'm the older brother to him, I can't be so petty.

The most important thing in life is to have a "broad mind".

He understands this best.

Snapped!

"Wu Shu!!! You pushed me!!"

Wu Ran, who had been squatting on a small stool, suddenly plunged headfirst into the laundry tub, his hair covered in freshly poured laundry detergent.

Even his eyebrows were covered in laundry detergent, and when he wiped the detergent off his hair, he even created a colorful bubble.

Seeing the other party's disheveled state, Wu Shu's magnanimity immediately broadened. He laughed heartily and teased, "How could you be so careless? In such a hurry to become the White-browed Eagle King?"

Wu Ran's face flushed red, his eyes twitched repeatedly, and his fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly.

In the end, he didn't dare to go up and teach his older brother a lesson.

It wasn't because I couldn't beat them, it was mainly because I was thinking about our brotherhood.

After all, we're family; brotherly love and respect are the most important things...