Strongest Soldier King Chapter 688 688: Welcoming Banquet

Three days later in the afternoon, at Huaxia Country's Capital Airport.

Luo Zheng, Lan Xue and the madman, accompanied by diplomatic staff, passed through a special channel and exited the airport. Unable to contain his emotions, the madman beca excited, his eyes brimming with tears, and his whole body trembling. It had been thirty years since he had left the country, thirty whole years. He didn't know the state of his ho, or whether any family mbers were still alive. How many thirty years does one have in a lifeti? His best years were spent in prison; who could bear that?

"Alright, you are back," Luo Zheng said in a calm and comforting tone as he steadied the madman.

"Yes, I'm back," the madman gradually cald down. He saw several people approaching excitedly, walking with a proud and strong gait. Although they were in civilian clothes, they were clearly military n. He was stunned for a mont, then realized sothing and looked towards Luo Zheng, only to find that Luo Zheng had already excitedly rushed forward.

"Brothers, I've missed you so much." It was Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard, and Mountain Eagle who had arrived, followed by Captain Wu Jin. Luo Zheng and the three hugged excitedly, and appreciatively nodded at Wu Jin who had followed them. Their safe return was largely due to National Blade putting significant pressure on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, for which Wu Jin had contributed greatly.

In a public setting and dressed in civilian clothes, Luo Zheng did not salute, and Wu Jin did not mind, understandingly he smiled. He nodded at Lan Xue as a greeting, and his gaze finally rested on the madman. Wu Jin took a few quick steps, reached out, and grasped the madman's hand, saying excitedly, "I'm Wu Jin, on behalf of the brothers, welco ho."

"Thank you, thank you," the madman said excitedly, his voice trembling. Being separated for thirty years with unwavering trust from the organization had dispelled his last bit of worry, completely reassuring him.

"Alright, brothers, I've arranged a welco banquet, let's go," Wu Jin called out, suggesting it was inappropriate to remain in the public eye for too long. Everyone understood and smiled knowingly.

Everyone exited the airport terminal and under Wu Jin's direction, they boarded a minibus. Ghost Hand ran to drive the vehicle. On the road, after chatting casually with everyone for a bit, Wu Jin turned to the madman warmly, saying, "Big brother, I hope you don't mind being called 'madman' just like Ghost does, right?"

"Not at all," the madman, imrsed in joy, excitedly replied.

"You've been gone for thirty years, your family has passed away, and it was handled by the organization, so don't worry. In a couple of days, find so ti to visit them. Moreover, ihua has been waiting for you all this ti; she had a son for you and is currently on her way to Beijing; you'll et them very soon," Wu Jin said with a smile.

"ihua?" the madman started, stunned, his entire being freezing as if he had fallen into mories of the past.

"Yes, sister-in-law ihua is a good woman. She insisted that you were still alive and would wait for you. Against her family's objections, she gave birth to your child and has remained unmarried, saying she would wait for your return. Truly, heaven rewards the faithful," Wu Jin remarked with a sigh.

Luo Zheng was startled and involuntarily looked towards Lan Xue, who was also looking his way. The two shared a knowing smile, their deep love flowing between their hearts. Then, Wu Jin continued, speaking to the madman, "Big brother, all it takes is your word, and the brothers will arrange a wedding ceremony for you. ihua has been waiting for this wedding for over thirty years now; we can't let her down."

"Alright, but I have no money," the madman promptly said, his face changing as he thought of money, awkwardly lowering his head.

"That's the least of our worries, big brother; our captain lacks everything but money," Snow Leopard chid in cheerfully, "Right, Captain?"

"No problem, this is my honor. I'll take care of it," Wu Jin said with a smile.

"Thank you, Commander. When can I start working?" Madman excitedly stood up, tears rolling down his tiger eyes, his face full of moved expressions.

"There's no rush to start work. I've got an instructor position ready for you. The priority is to get so good rest and reunite with your family. Let's talk again in two months, your record says you're a Captain, right?" Wu Jin said with a smile.

"Yes," Madman quickly responded, puffing out his chest with deep pride.

"Good that it's correct. I've already submitted the report. I've promoted you to Major and there's also a bonus. It's to compensate for the past thirty years. It's a bit modest, but I hope you don't mind," Wu Jin said.

"Thank you for the organization's arrangent, I have no complaints," Madman quickly said.

"Alright, enough about this. Your son is impressive, the boss of a company, quite an achievent. Truly, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree," Wu Jin changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, Madman was overjoyed and his face glowed with pride. Suddenly rembering sothing, his expression darkened, worried and regretful, he said, "It's been thirty years. He must be around thirty now, right? I wasn't there to take care of him for even a single day. I failed to fulfill my duties as a father. He must really resent , right?"

"Not at all, Sister ihua is a great woman who handled everything well. You are an unseen hero in your son's eyes," Wu Jin laughed, but his eyes reddened. He felt a suffocating emotion and couldn't continue. Thirty years, Madman had lost so much and sacrificed a lot. He truly was an admirable hero.

Unnoticed, the bus stopped at the entrance of a restaurant. Everyone went to a private room upstairs. Madman was invited by Wu Jin to take the main seat. Various dishes were served one after the other. Luo Zheng enjoyed the al imnsely, having not eaten so well in over three months.

The atmosphere at the welco banquet was vibrant, with everyone talking and laughing, and toasting each other. More than an hour later, the door was pushed open. A woman in her fifties and a handso young man in his thirties appeared at the door. Madman was just standing up to toast, and at the sight of the visitors, he was so stunned that he didn't even notice his wine glass falling. Thankfully, Luo Zheng, sitting next to him, caught it quickly, preventing it from smashing.

Madman stared blankly at the visitors, overwheld with guilt, self-bla, and longing. Thirty years had passed, and the young girl of the past had aged. It had been thirty years since Madman could never have imagined he still had a son, who looked almost exactly like him when he was young. A tear rolled down his tiger eyes.

"Brother, go ahead," Luo Zheng whispered, urging him.

"Eh?" Startled, Madman ca to his senses and rushed forward excitedly, looking deeply at the woman and then at his son. Disbelievingly he said, "Is it really you?"

"Slap!" The woman raised her hand and slapped Madman across the face, shocking everyone. Then, she embraced Madman tightly and began to cry loudly, cursing while sobbing, "You bastard, how could you be so cruel? To go away for thirty years. Do you still know how to co back?"

All who saw this scene let out a sigh of relief. Thirty years, a young girl had turned into an elderly woman; who could understand the pain and hardships she endured? Everyone's heart tightened, full of sympathy.