My master gave me a death mission: to go down the mountain and retrieve his granddaughter.

Despite his current weakness, Grandpa Luo is still a martial artist with the strength of a Martial Grandmaster. This kick was no joke, sending Luo Zijun flying into the corner.

Luo Zijun felt as if his body was about to fall apart after being hit. Despite the pain, he was even more confused as to why Old Master Luo had hit him, and with such force.

Looking at Luo Heng, his own son was beaten, but he not only didn't care, he turned his head away and pretended not to see it.

"Hmph, you two unfilial descendants, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. What you really care about is that if I really die, no one will take care of your company as before because of me. You don't really care about whether I live or die."

The old man's rebuke struck a nerve with Luo Bin and his nephew Luo Zijun. Unable to refute or explain, they could only lower their heads in shame.

"Ah Heng, kick those two out."

Even without Luo Heng's prompting, since Old Master Luo had spoken, the two uncles and nephews dared not stay any longer. Luo Bin quickly helped Luo Zijun leave the bedroom.

"Sir, now that you are feeling better, I have some matters to attend to in Kyoto, so I will take my leave now!"

Grandpa Luo has fully recovered, and Chu Shanhe has not been able to help in the slightest. Staying any longer would only embarrass him, so he resigned.

"Mr. Chu, thank you for taking care of my father these past few days. It just so happens that my father's birthday is in a few days, and I plan to hold a grand celebration to celebrate his birthday and also to announce to the outside world that my father is safe and sound. I hope you will do me the honor of attending so that my father and I can properly thank you!"

When Grandpa Luo woke up, Luo Heng had already thought of this. After all, he would have to announce this news to the outside world sooner or later. He decided to take advantage of Grandpa Luo's 62nd birthday in five days to hold a grand celebration and announce Grandpa Luo's return.

"Commander Luo, you're too kind. I will certainly attend on time. I'll take my leave now!"

"Take care, Elder Chu!"

After Elder Chu left, Old Master Luo dismissed the rest of the Luo family, leaving only Luo Heng, Su Muchen, and Qian Yutang.

"Xiao Qian, Ah Heng told me everything. This time, we really owe you a lot. If it weren't for the old man, I would have really gone to see your father."

"Uncle Luo, what are you saying? I'm like a son to you. If it weren't for your care for my mother and me back then, I don't know where I'd be begging now. Besides, I believe my father doesn't want you to go see him so soon, so please live in peace, and hopefully you'll live to be a hundred years old, no, a thousand!"

"You little coin, calling yourself a thousand years old? You'd be a thousand-year-old tortoise then, hahaha..."

Thanks to Qian Yutang's amusing remarks, the atmosphere in the bedroom became much more peaceful, and Old Master Luo's mood improved considerably.

"Brother Qian, I'm quite interested in your connection with the old man. Could you tell me about it?"

Qian Yutang never told Su Muchen about his relationship with the old man, only saying that he was a very important elder. Now that he saw how familiar they were, Su Muchen became interested in their connection.

"It's my fault. It's all my fault for being too impatient and not explaining my relationship with the old man properly to you, Brother Su. Actually, when the old man was the regimental commander, my father was his political commissar."

"Our two families have a very close personal relationship. The old man also treats me like a son. Luo and I grew up playing in the mud together. I have long considered myself a member of the Luo family."

"But my father..."

At this point, Qian Yutang stopped abruptly, a sad expression on his face, clearly indicating that he had touched a sore spot.

"Sigh! If it weren't for Old Qian back then, I'm afraid the old man would have turned into a pile of dust long ago. If he hadn't taken that bullet for me, you and your son, Xiao Qian, wouldn't be left to depend on each other for survival."

When the topic of Qian Yutang's father came up, Mr. Luo also showed sadness, which suggests that there must have been a poignant and moving story behind it.

"Brother Luo, tell me, what's going on here?"

With both Grandpa Luo and Qian Yutang in deep sorrow, Su Muchen had no choice but to seek answers from Luo Heng.

"Back then, my father and Uncle Qian's father were sworn brothers. My father was a regimental commander, and Uncle Qian was a political commissar. During the Sino-Vietnamese War, my father was shot in the back. At the critical moment, Uncle Qian jumped out and took the fatal shot for my father. But Uncle Qian was left on the battlefield forever."

"It was precisely because of Uncle Qian's death that my father, disregarding the advice of others, led his men in a desperate charge, cutting down the enemy's ranks. He slaughtered everyone in his path, leaving no survivors, and wiped out the enemy's five thousand men with only three thousand men. This is what earned my father the title of 'Modern Bai Qi,' the god of slaughter."

"It's just that Lao Qian has suffered. He lost his father when he was young. After that, my father took Lao Qian and his mother to live with him and treated Lao Qian like his own son. Although Lao Qian and I are not blood brothers, our relationship is even deeper than that of blood brothers."

So that's how it is. Now Su Muchen finally understood why Qian Yutang had rushed him to treat Old Master Luo. In Qian Yutang's heart, Old Master Luo was already regarded as his father.

The bond between comrades is comparable to that of family. Old Master Luo is a man of great loyalty and compassion, taking care of his comrade's orphan as if he were his own child. It is no wonder that Qian Yutang's father took a bullet for Old Master Luo.

"Dr. Su, I really have to thank you this time. I don't know how to repay you. In the future, whenever the Luo family is of any use, as long as it does not endanger the country, the entire Luo family will be at your service."

Grandpa Luo was extremely grateful to Su Muchen, his savior.

"Sir, you're too kind. I was just doing what a doctor should do. By the way, sir, I have a question I'd like to ask you. I wonder if you could answer it for me?"

"Oh, Dr. Su, please speak freely!"

"It's like this, young man. Judging from the old master's strength, he must be a martial artist. But why are the rest of the Luo family just ordinary people?"

Su Muchen had this question the moment he saw the old man. He couldn't ask when there were many people around, but now that it was just the few of them, there was no need to be shy.

Little did he know that Su Muchen's words, once they reached Old Master Luo's ears, would immediately stir up a storm in his heart.

"Dr. Su, you can see the old man's strength, could it be that you...?"

"To be honest, I am also a martial artist."

"But what about you...?"

Grandpa Luo originally wanted to say that Su Muchen did not have the aura of a martial artist and that he could not tell Su Muchen's strength. However, before he could finish speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened immediately, revealing an incredulous expression on his face.

"Grandpa, you don't need to be too surprised. The boy is just a little more talented, but his strength is indeed a bit higher than yours."

Su Muchen naturally knew why Old Master Luo was shocked, but of course, he would not tell Old Master Luo his true cultivation level.

"Truly, heroes emerge from among the young. I never expected that Doctor Su would possess such strength at such a young age. It truly makes this old man feel ashamed."

"Grandpa, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"Speaking of this, the old man has to mention the war of defense against the enemy back then."

"I'd like to hear more details..."