Chapter 4 The Second and Third Generations

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  Suddenly a cold voice said: "Wrong! You are not the second ancestor! I am the second ancestor, and you are the third ancestor!"

  In front of him, a wheelchair appeared, on which a thin middle-aged man in his thirties was leaning sideways, with a thick satin covering his two legs. A pair of eyes that seemed to be both dull and clear were staring at him with interest. His eyebrows were like swords, flying into his temples, naturally carrying an inexplicable coldness and murderous aura! His eyes were like those of a hawk, shining brightly, and in the depths of his gaze, there was still a hint of disdain, although not much, but very obvious!

  This man, if not disabled, must be a majestic and powerful husband! A true hero with an iron bone! Just from the remaining aura in his eyebrows, he must have been a great general who was decisive in killing and commanding thousands of troops and horses!

  "Third Uncle?" Jun Mo Xie stopped in his tracks. Looking at this Third Uncle who was sitting calmly in his wheelchair, Jun Mo Xie unintentionally recalled that in his original memories, this Third Uncle was a useless person who couldn't do anything but sit in his wheelchair and wait for death; however, at this moment, Jun Mo Xie felt a familiar aura emanating from this Third Uncle who had been confined to his wheelchair for years. This aura sent shivers down his spine!

  Killing intent!

  Enough to make Jun Xie move with murderous aura!

  Only those who have been through a hundred battles, fighting their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, can possess this kind of unique sharpness! Just like an extraordinary sword that even if it is broken will not be buried by dust, emitting a fierce and intimidating light!

  This peerless sharp sword is now sheathed!

  Looking back on Jun Ye's life, he had only met two or three people like this, and each of them was a powerful figure with great military power. In fact, such an iron-blooded general was the kind of person that Jun Ye admired most in his past life! Actually, Master Jun was also this kind of person, but as he grew older, he had cultivated himself to be humble and unassuming, hiding his true self everywhere. Jun Ye had only been with Master Jun for a short time and had overlooked this.

  But you have not yet reached the point of hiding your light and nurturing obscurity, as a whole person is like a sharp sword in its scabbard, with its edge hidden but still exuding an aura of sharpness that can be detected only by someone with exceptional eyesight, naturally, ordinary people, such as those who are not as discerning as you, would not be able to detect it even if they were beaten to death!

  The peerless treasured sword may be idle in its scabbard, hanging empty on the wall, but in the still of the deep night, it still makes a low whistle like a dragon's hum! This is a bloodthirsty nature that runs to the bone!

  "It's rare that you still call me Uncle San." Jun unintentionally raised his head, with deep and piercing eyes gazing at his only nephew with a hint of mockery: "Mo Xie, are you very interested in becoming the ancestor of the second generation?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly sighed, secretly thinking to himself what was wrong with him today, why did he have the interest to talk to such a useless person?

  "You're laughing at me, but you're actually staring at my disabled waist and legs. Suddenly, I laughed: "Third Uncle is joking, you are the real second-generation ancestor, and I am at most a third-generation ancestor. As a nephew, being a peaceful and happy third-generation ancestor is already very satisfying."

  Huh? Why is this kid talking like that today? Although his words are piercing, he's completely lost the arrogance of before.

  You unexpectedly answered, and your eyes suddenly opened, revealing a sharp glint of light, like a flash of lightning cutting through the dark night sky! You burst out laughing, shaking your head as you laughed, saying: "Do you know the difference between Second Ancestor and Third Ancestor?"

  "Oh? Aren't they all just going to mix and eat until they die? Is there a difference?! " Jun Xie raised an eyebrow, his words laced with venom. Seeing the flash of lightning-like gaze in Jun Wu's unintentional eyes, Jun Xie felt that such a man of iron and blood, sinking into despair like this, was truly a great pity for the world!

  You had no intention, a flash of bitterness and unwillingness in your eyes, immediately disappeared, and your right hand stroked your crippled leg; raised his head and said: "This statement is greatly mistaken, how can there be no distinction? The difference between them is almost heaven and earth! The second ancestor is the father's generation that has fought for the world, and the son's generation can enjoy it without any difficulty. As long as you have a mouth to eat, you will definitely not die, and at least you can enjoy a lifetime of prosperity and wealth! However, the so-called third ancestor is different,"

  He looked into Jun Xie's eyes, chuckled and retorted: "The so-called three generations of ancestors do not necessarily refer to the third generation, but rather the third generation of descendants; in other words, the grandfather's generation conquered the world, while the intermediate father's generation had a break, this is called the three generations of ancestors! If your father is still alive, then you and I should both be second-generation ancestors, only that I am counted from your grandfather's generation, while you are counted from your father's generation. There is a difference here."

  "But your grandfather is old now, so even if you have the heart to be a third-generation ancestor, I'm afraid it won't last long; and above you, except for your grandfather, there are no more big trees to take shelter under, so your life as a third-generation ancestor will likely be very difficult! To be a qualified third-generation ancestor, without some ability and cunning, is impossible. So, I, this second-generation ancestor, am luckier than you, this third-generation ancestor."

  You unwittingly said, originally to counter your evil words 'mix eating and waiting for death', but as you spoke later, a sense of sorrow rose in my heart. The once prosperous and powerful family that made all countries dare not look directly at it, has it really ended up like this? My older brothers died one after another on the battlefield, I am disabled; the only two nephews who had some hope, also died on the battlefield, their corpses nowhere to be found; the bloodline of our family is left with only this useless and incompetent you, Jun Moxie!

  Suddenly, you unintentionally lose all interest and feel extremely bored, even not wanting to talk.

  Jun Xie was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, I can also be the second ancestor." Jun Wu's unintentional words, Jun Xie naturally understood, he wanted Jun Wu to say this, mainly because of what he was going to say next!

  "You coughed twice, seemingly interested yet somewhat languidly asked: 'Oh?'"

  "If you become a big tree for me, propping up a shaded area, can't I still be the ancestor of the second generation?" Jun Xie said with a smiling tone.

  "You unintentionally flashed a hint of anger in your eyes, and said in a low voice: 'Mo Xie, are you mocking your Third Uncle again?'"

  He looked at him with a sinister gaze and suddenly said, "Is there still any sensation in your legs?"

  "Nothing!" The lord turned his head to one side, increasingly displeased with this nephew of his. He knew full well that he was most averse to others mentioning his disability, yet again and again they brought it up. Previously, they had at least spoken in veiled terms; now they dared to ask directly to his face. Such an unrespectful younger generation truly wasn't worth having!

  "Was there a fracture in your lower back before?"

  "No!" The master flew into a great rage: "You good-for-nothing! If I had broken my back, could I have lived to this day?"

  "That is to say, Third Uncle, you're at most just suffering from damaged meridians? Was it someone's doing with malicious intent?" Jun Xie's eyes lit up, seemingly indicating that his meridians had been severed or invaded by a toxic technique, causing them to shrink. If that was indeed the case, as long as his vital energy hadn't been depleted, there was still some hope left. With his own medical skills, he should still have a chance to treat him. After all, they were close blood relatives of this generation, and what moved Jun Xie was that one iron-blooded man's sharpness!

  Jun Xie felt that since he had the ability, such an iron-blooded man should be allowed to stand up! Regardless of whether he was his third uncle or not!

  "You were injured on the battlefield, but it's much harder to do something like this than to just kill you directly. Why did they do this? Was it one of your old enemies who wanted to torment you and turn you into this half-dead state?"

  One sentence pierced to the pain, Jun unintentionally gritted his teeth, his forehead bulged with blue veins for a few moments, and he took a few deep breaths before barely controlling his excitement, coldly saying: "What does this have to do with you?"

  Knowing he had guessed correctly, Jun Xie smiled complacently and reached out to steady the wheelchair, leaning in to whisper mysteriously, "Does Third Uncle want revenge?"

  "What revenge can I talk about in this state?" The unintentionally thin face of Jun Wu showed a hint of crimson, the expression in his eyes changed, and the light of extreme hatred flashed out; after a long time, he let out a dejected sigh and said: "Nowadays, I'm just a useless person!"

  He smiled slyly and said softly, "What if I had the ability to make you stand up again, Third Uncle?"

  This sentence is like thunder exploding!