The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

The Wu family's old house.

study.

The dim lighting couldn't illuminate the gloom on Wu Jingzhong's face.

He sat at his desk.

A document was spread out in front of him.

That information was like a bomb.

At any moment, it could blow the entire Wu family to smithereens.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

Wu Jun pushed open the door and entered.

"Grandpa, you wanted to see me?"

His voice remained calm and steady.

His face still carried the composure of a scion of a prominent family.

Wu Jingzhong raised his head.

He looked at his grandson, who was once his proudest.

The kindness in her eyes was no longer there.

Hate.

Deep hatred.

"Bang--!!!"

He slammed his right hand hard on the desk!

The teacup on the table jumped up and then crashed!

Broken to the ground!

"Tell Grandpa—!"

Wu Jingzhong's voice was like that of a wounded lion roaring!

"Why?!"

"Your family has poured all their resources and energy into raising you from a young age—"

"This is the reward you get?!"

His right index finger trembled as he pointed at the document!

Those fingers, with bulging veins!

That look in his eyes seemed to see right through Wu Jun!

Wu Jun lowered his head.

I looked at that document.

Then pick it up and look at it quickly.

After reading it, his pupils contracted slightly.

But only for a moment.

Soon, calm returned.

He raised his head.

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

But that cold glint vanished in an instant.

So fast it was almost imperceptible.

"grandfather."

His tone was firm.

With innocence.

"I really don't know anything about this."

"I was shocked and angry when I saw the contents of the document."

"I never imagined that someone close to me had infiltrated my inner circle years ago—"

"They used my position to do something so outrageous!"

"This is hurting me!"

"They're ruining our entire Wu family!"

He took a step forward.

"Grandpa, think about it—"

"I have no enmity or hatred towards the Zeng family."

"I would never order my assistant to do something that could lead to execution!"

"Furthermore, it could lead to the destruction of the entire family!"

"You're still trying to deny it—!"

Wu Jingzhong suddenly stood up!

He slammed his fist on the desk!

"Bang!"

The entire desk was trembling!

"Xiao Jun!"

Wu Jingzhong's voice was filled with disappointment and heartache.

"Grandpa isn't stupid!"

"Many people in the capital aren't fools!"

"You can push all the responsibility onto your assistant—"

"However, as long as that old scoundrel Chen Guoqing spreads this information—"

"Who would believe your excuses?!"

His finger almost poked Wu Jun's face.

"Don't think that just because your name isn't in the records, you're all set!"

"The switch case from eighteen years ago has been buried deep within all the top power circles in Beijing—"

"Explosives!"

"That old firecracker Zeng Rong has been suppressing his anger for years!"

"Once it erupts, even the slightest contact will result in utter annihilation!"

"Do you think Zeng Rong would care about evidence?!"

"He is a military strategist and tactician who emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

Wu Jingzhong's voice grew louder and louder.

"If he suspects you, just like he did with Zeng Linglong last time—"

"We could then directly carry out a military arrest on you!"

"Because this document involves foreign forces!"

"And it's also—"

He paused.

"A spy from the Land of the Sun!"

Wu Jun's pupils contracted again.

"The military arrest of you is legal and compliant!"

"He can find any excuse to lock you up for life!"

"It can leave anyone speechless!"

"At that time, the entire Wu family had no choice but to fight the Zeng family to the death!"

"Is this what you wanted to see?!"

After Wu Jingzhong finished speaking.

His chest heaved violently.

He stared at Wu Jun.

Waiting for his answer.

Wu Jun remained silent for a moment.

Then, he spoke again.

"Grandpa, I really didn't do this."

His voice remained steady.

"Are we just going to let the Chen family keep using this leverage against us, suffocating us?"

"snort!"

Wu Jingzhong sneered.

"That old scoundrel Chen Guoqing has a brilliant plan."

"He doesn't dare to take it out directly now!"

"Because giving it up will not only bring him no benefit, but Zeng Rong will also hate him and blame him!"

"Because the source of this information is incorrect, and it's too late in the day."

However, Wu Jingzhong stared at Wu Jun with his eyes that had seen countless people.

"Xiaojun, your grandfather knows your personality and experiences all too well."

He slowly sat down.

He seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

"Grandpa doesn't know what you've been doing all these years?"

"What exactly did you do?"

"But there's one thing Grandpa knows very well—"

"Your current network of contacts and influence—"

"Especially those people and forces overseas—"

"This is absolutely not something you achieved alone!"

There are always people helping you behind the scenes!

Wu Jun's eyes flickered slightly.

But he didn't say anything.

Wu Jingzhong continued:

"I thought you at least had a bottom line."

"But judging from this information—"

"You were already deeply involved eighteen years ago."

"Grandpa doesn't understand—"

"Isn't what I gave you, and what the Wu family gave you, enough?"

His voice sounded tired.

"Power is something that people yearn for."

"But it is also a double-edged sword."

"It can bewitch people, it can make people lose their way."

He raised his head.

Looking at Wu Jun.

In his eyes, the last glimmer of hope burned.

"So, Grandpa advises you—"

"Enough is enough."

"It's not too late to turn back now."

"Grandpa risked his life to save you."

His voice suddenly turned cold.

"If you continue down this dark path—"

"You will meet your end."

"The Wu family will also be implicated by you."

He took a deep breath.

"That's all Grandpa meant."

"Think about it carefully yourself!"

He raised his hand.

He pointed to the documents on the desk.

"Also, your assistant—"

"Find a solution yourself and handle it properly as soon as possible."

Done.

He waved his hand weakly.

He gestured for Wu Jun to leave.

Wu Jun gave him a deep look.

Turn around.

I walked towards the door.

Footsteps, steady.

His back was still straight.

But his expression and eyes had become cold and vicious.

Wu Jun's figure disappeared outside the door.

Wu Jingzhong sat alone in his study.

I sat there for a long time.

long time.

The light shone on his face.

His face was full of fatigue and age.