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"Well, even though you're young, you handle matters with the style of a master, which is quite remarkable," Yang Yinhou nodded.

"I still have a long way to go," Ge Dongxu smiled embarrassedly and then said, "Before we go in, let me make a phone call."

"Alright, go ahead," Yang Yinhou nodded.

Naturally, Ge Dongxu's call was to Zhang Yaku.

Since he had run into his senior brother, today was destined to be filled with many things to talk about and many things to do; there was no way he would be returning to the county now, and even if he did, there was no need for him to come and pick him up again, so he needed to explain.

The phone rang for a while before it was picked up, and as soon as Zhang Yaku answered, he hurriedly said, "I'm so sorry, Dongxu, something came up at home, and I completely forgot to come get you."

"Haha, it's fine, I called to tell you not to come and pick me up. I've got some things to handle here too; I can get back to the city by myself tomorrow. You go ahead with your business," Ge Dongxu said.

"That's really embarrassing, Dongxu," Zhang Yaku apologized again.
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"It's really okay, is there anything wrong at your home? If you need help with anything, just let me know," Ge Dongxu said.

"Thank you, Dongxu. It's just a small matter. Let's leave it at this for now; we'll get in touch after you're back in the city," Zhang Yaku said.

After finishing, Zhang Yaku hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Zhang Yaku returned to the room.

Inside the room, a middle-aged woman and an elderly woman were wiping their tears, and a man, who bore some resemblance to Zhang Yaku but was older, was pacing with a stern face.

"Enough with the crying! Does crying solve anything?" The man walked back and forth, and suddenly, as if annoyed, he shouted at the middle-aged woman who was sobbing softly.

"What are you shouting for? Isn't it all because of you! So what if Kaixuan got involved with a girl from Myanmar? Did you have to beat and scold him? Now look what's happened, he's missing. If he really runs off to Myanmar and doesn't come back, I'd like to see what you will do," the middle-aged woman said, wiping her tears.

"My son, and you're saying I can't discipline him? I might as well pretend I never had such a son!" The man declared.

"What are you talking about? Are those even words a human being would say?" The middle-aged woman, probably at her limit, erupted upon hearing this, and rushed at the man, starting to hit him.

"Zhang Yaming, you scoundrel, if anything happens to Kaixuan, I'll never forgive you!"

"Alright, alright, big sister, big brother, at a time like this, why are you two fighting?" Zhang Yaku quickly stepped forward to separate the two.

Both of them knew it wasn't the time to quarrel, and the fight had only started because they couldn't control their emotions just now. Once Zhang Yaku intervened, they separated and stopped arguing.

"You don't have to worry too much, after all, Kaixuan is already a twenty-year-old adult; he won't be in trouble." Zhang Yaku tried to reassure them, yet he couldn't help but think of Ge Dongxu and silently lamented that, among the young people, his nephew was nothing compared to Ge Dongxu—it was as if he had gone to waste.

"Now, we've already searched all the places in Yingjiang where he frequently goes, and we've asked all his friends; there is no trace of him. If he ran to other places, it might be okay, but I'm afraid if he went to Myanmar... You know, they start wars at the drop of a hat over there, with drugs and gambling and all. Imagine what a young guy like him would..." Zhang Yaku's comforting only made his sister-in-law's tears fall faster.

"Don't panic. Let's keep asking around and looking, after all, it's only been one night that he hasn't come home. Maybe he'll come back on his own tonight, or give us a call," Zhang Yaku had to keep speaking comforting words.

...

After hanging up the phone, Ge Dongxu didn't think much and wheeled himself into the villa with Yang Yinhou.

In the living room, Gu Yezeng was holding Yu Xin, who was limp and leaning against his shoulder, his face filled with worry.

Gu Yezeng had no hope for the showdown between Ge Dongxu and Yang Yinhou.

Although he wasn't a member of Qimen, he knew that like traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, the older those in the path of cultivation were, the more formidable they became. Moreover, he had heard from his father about Yang Yinhou's illustrious past. Even with Yang Yinhou's legs now incapacitated, Gu Yezeng knew that if he didn't use a gun, Yang Yinhou could kill him as easily as if he were slaughtering a chicken; there would be no chance for him to resist.

However, upon seeing Ge Dongxu push Yang Yinhou into the room, a flicker of light flashed in Gu Yezeng's eyes, and Yu Xin quickly straightened up, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked toward the two men.

"Hand the child over to Dongxu," Yang Yinhou said.

"What?" Both Gu Yezeng and Yu Xin were shaken, staring at Yang Yinhou in disbelief.

"Give the child to Dongxu, he can break this evil spell," Yang Yinhou said with a smile.

"You, you mean Dongxu, he is stronger than you..." Yu Xin, now understanding, was so excited she could hardly speak.

"Thank you, Master Yang, thank you, Mr. Ge!" Gu Yezeng hurriedly pulled Yu Xin, preventing her from saying more.

After all, the old man had reached an advanced age, and some things are better understood without being spelled out, especially in front of him.

"Yu Xin is right, Dongxu is stronger than me, so you all can rest assured," Yang Yinhou said, his face showing not a trace of offense but, instead, a hint of pride.

Because Ge Dongxu was his Sect Leader's junior brother!

"Senior brother, it's because your legs were injured, affecting your cultivation; otherwise, I would not be a match for you now," Ge Dongxu said humbly, not wanting to embarrass his senior brother in front of others.

"Senior brother?" Gu Yezeng and Yu Xin were shocked once again, staring disbelievingly at Ge Dongxu and then at Yang Yinhou.

Especially Gu Yezeng, whose eyes conveyed a horror that was beyond words.

Yu Xin was still young, not from their circle, and Gu Yezeng had only mentioned Yang Yinhou briefly to her, without going into detail. Hence, Yu Xin knew very little about him, aware only that he was a remarkable figure who had some dealings with Gu Yezeng's father.

But Gu Yezeng knew that this elderly man was the nightmare that the Japanese troops in the jungles of Myanmar during the war against Japan couldn't dispel, a true specter of death in the jungle.

His father had told him that Yang Yinhou had once single-handedly wiped out two Japanese squads at a time. A Japanese squad comprised sixty-two men, so two squads amounted to one hundred twenty-four men, and they were fully armed with rifles, grenade launchers, and machine guns! Hearing this, Gu Yezeng had felt a chill down his spine.

This was also why Yang Yinhou had become a target for Japanese spies, eventually disappearing during one operation. Many believed he had perished, only to be discovered more than a year later still alive, though his legs were completely useless.

By that time, Japan had surrendered, but the war between the Nationalists and the Communists had erupted soon after.

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