"That's sothing that I want to know too, you little brat! What is going on between you two? Do you two perhaps..." Jun Wuyi narrowed his eyes dangerously and asked.
Jason waved his hand quickly. "Slander! You're slandering us, Third Uncle. There is nothing weird going on between us."
Slap!
Grandpa Jun jumped up and slapped him on the bed. "Do you take us for three-year-old kids, brat? With how weird she was acting these days, do you think we are blind and can't see that? Don't forget she is your Sister-in-law in the eyes of everyone. If you... our Jun family will never be able to show our faces to anyone!"
Jason sighed, "Grandpa, Third Uncle, isn't it all thanks to the two of you that I'm being wronged here?"
"You bastard! You're blaming us because of your debauchee actions!" Third Uncle gave him a kick on his butt, causing him to jump in the air.
"But isn't you guys who told her that I was putting an act of being an idle, indolent, and useless freeloader? At least, I was able to live peacefully in my courtyard but now... Sister-in-law sses with every day... Who was it who asked to teach lessons and beat up? I don't think I am the one who asked you both to assign her as my ntor!" Jason tried to cry but no tears fell from his eyes, his expression resembled a guy wronged by the world.
Grandpa Jun and Jun Wu Yi averted their eyes quickly since they were responsible for everything he had pointed out just now.
Three years prior, Grandpa Jun and Jun Wu Yi noticed weird changes in the behavior of Jun Mo Xie and those changes were bad but particularly very good compared to his previous behavior.
Even though he still paid visits to the Spirit Fog Lake, the heaven for all n. It was completely different than previously since the number of visits was few and there seed to be a hidden reason behind his visits.
Only soone who was very close to Jun Mo Xie, like his family could decipher these changes and no one else could ever pick them up.
Jun Wu Yi still rembered that day very clearly when he first perceived the changes in his nephew's behavior.
The Blood general clearly rembered that day still now. It was like any other day in the Jun household.
Grandpa Jun had just beaten up the Third young master Jun for losing a large amount of money in gambling.
He just went to Jun Mo Xie's courtyard to take a look but when he arrived there, he saw Jun Mo Xie stretching his muscles, his clothes still dirty by all the beatings he took.
Jun Wu Yi was amused and watched his nephew with slight interest as he showed a crooked smile and mumbled so gibberish before sighing.
"The current , is nothing more than a worthless freeloading, second-generation ancestor just waiting for death's call!"
Hearing those words, Jun Wu Yi was slightly amused as he spoke in a cold voice.
"Wrong! You're not the second generation ancestor, I am the second generation ancestor, while you are the third generation ancestor!!!"
Jason had just arrived in this universe and received a beating the next instant after his arrival. Still confused, he rged the mories together and was spitting out his annoyance when a cold voice echoed from so distance.
A wheelchair moved before Jason's eyes, seated on it was a thin middle-aged man in his thirties, above his legs was a layer of thick satin. His bright eyes were staring at him; his eyebrows were like swords, slanting upwards towards his temple. His body exuded a natural aura of coldness and killing intent! Deep within his falcon-like eyes flashed a faint glint of contempt. Even though it was not much, it was still obvious!
If this man's legs were not disabled, he would be a husband with the qualities of a jade tree!
An outstanding, fearless, steel-bodied hero! Judging from the residual aura of might evident within his eyebrows, he must have once been a highly decisive, powerful army general commanding tens of thousands in a bloody war.
"Third uncle?" Jason halted.
Seeing Jun Wuyi who was seated in the wheelchair, Jason recalled from his mories that this third uncle had been reduced to soone who could simply continue being seated in a wheelchair, capable of doing nothing, another ssed up freeloader waiting for his ti.
But the current Jason could sense that this Third Uncle who had lived with a wheelchair for so many years was emitting a very familiar aura, this aura sent a chill down his spine!
Killing intent!
A killing intent so thick, it stirred even Jason's heart!
To possess such a distinctively unique fighting spirit, one must be baptized within the fires of a hundred battles, an iron-willed war veteran who had fought his way out through mountains of corpses and a sea of blood!
This aura is akin to a peerless blade's ray of sharpness, which cannot be buried even after it is broken, a coercive brilliance shining throughout the skies!
However, that peerless blade was currently being wrapped under its sheath!
Throughout Jasone's entire life, he had only been able to et at most two or three of such high-class individuals, each and every single one of them held a monuntal position within the military.
"How rare for you to be calling your third uncle," Jun Wuyi raised his head, his dark eyes cynically glancing at his nephew. "Moxie, it seems you are interested in becoming a second-generation ancestor?"
After speaking, he suddenly sighed, wondering what was wrong with him today. Why would he suddenly feel like talking to a sar on the wall that can not be developed at all?
Jason looked at him for a long ti, but his eyes were focused on the disabled waist and legs of Jun Wuyi, then he suddenly laughed. "Third Uncle must be joking, you are the genuine second-generation ancestor, and I am at best only the third-generation ancestor. A peaceful and happy life of a third generation is more than enough for ."
Eh? Why is this kid speaking with this kind of tone today? Although the words have thorns, they lack the arrogance and bossiness of the past.
Hearing Jason's answer, Jun Wuyi's eyes flashed, a sharp radiance flashing within his eyes, akin to a brilliant ray of lightning piercing through the darkness of the night sky!
Suddenly he laughed loudly, shaking his head, he asked. "Do you know the difference between a second-generation ancestor and a third-generation ancestor?"
"Oh? Aren't they similarly worthless freeloaders just waiting for death's call? Is there actually a difference?" Jason raised his eyebrows, his words filled with thorns.
Watching a respectable iron-blooded man like Jun Wuyi, whose glare can give lightning and thunders a run for their money fall into such a sorry state of depression, Jason couldn't help but feel saddened!
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