Chapter 56 The True Master
nessed Xie Anping in action, this does not shake his admiration for the elderly man who is over sixty years old at all. It’s said that thirty years ago, Xie Anping had already mastered "inch force" in...Chapter 56 The True Master
"This... This is my boyfriend!" Han Xingye gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and thought that it didn't matter whether she died or not. Rather than marrying the Second Young Lord Su whom she did not like, being scolded to death was more comfortable.
Wang Zheng's left hand gently held Han Xingye at the right moment, smiling as he said: "Hello uncle and auntie, my name is Wang Zheng."
In others' eyes, Wang Zheng and Han Xingye were already clinging to each other tightly. There was no need to doubt their status as a couple.
"Explain clearly what happened today!" Zhang Yanqing's voice trembled with anger: "Han Xingye! You explain it to me right now! If you can't give me a satisfactory reason, don’t ever set foot in this house again!"
Frankly speaking, if one ignored other factors, Wang Zheng’s appearance, temperament, and attire today aligned perfectly with Zhang Yanqing's aesthetic preferences. But a mother who wanted her daughter to marry into an aristocratic family like the Su Family would never allow her daughter to be involved with an unknown young man in the capital like Wang Zheng. If she knew that Wang Zheng was actually a bodyguard of the Shangguan Family, this Mrs. Han might even faint on the spot.
Especially when she had painstakingly arranged this blind date and the intended suitor Su Tianming was also present, witnessing Wang Zheng and Han Xingye openly showing affection for each other!
A farce! A pure and simple farce!
No one could imagine what would happen if today's events at the Han Family’s small villa were spread by someone with malicious intent. The old Han family would certainly become a laughingstock among the high society of Beijing.
Zhang Yanqing couldn't even bear to think about how embarrassing it would be when she went out to play mahjong in the future and someone casually mentioned, "I heard your daughter brought her boyfriend for a blind date with the Second Young Lord Su"
Zhang Yanqing's face was ashen. She really felt that she could not bear this humiliation anymore. She wished there were a hole in the ground so she could crawl into it and hide for several years.
Humiliating! To the extreme!
This was the only feeling Han Tuosu and Zhang Yanqing shared; they felt utterly humiliated, too ashamed to face anyone again.
He was originally going to introduce his own daughter to a young man, but after waiting for so long, his daughter竟然 brought another man with her and even told him that this person was actually her boyfriend. He might even become his son-in-law! Han Tuosu didn't know if he should be relieved at the moment; he was glad that his beloved daughter didn't bring back a whole family!
Standing where he was, Han Tuosu stood two meters away from Wang Zheng and glared fiercely at him. His long-standing position in the military made him seem intimidating even when calm, and terrifying when angry.
Now, Han Tuosu was on the brink of fury! Could this be considered a rebellion in his own backyard His daughter was really something!
His presence was quite powerful; some of the most outstanding younger generation members would dare not look him in the eye when they saw him. Even those bratty playboys from the capital were respectful and obedient around him, with some even trembling beside him out of fear. Sometimes, all it took for Han Tuosu to get angry was for a veteran soldier to have their legs shake!
However, Wang Zheng, who seemed not much older than him, still maintained a calm smile in front of the furious Han Dusai despite being on the brink of his fury.
Right now, Han Tuosu clearly could not notice such details.
"Uncle and aunt, as well as Uncle Su, I came rather suddenly today without any gifts. Please forgive me." Wang Zheng paused before smiling again: "I know my appearance might be a bit sudden and make you feel uncomfortable, but please let me explain."
Han Xingye, although appearing to be a little tyrant outside, was obedient at home and listened to her parents; the near-fury of Han Tuosu had almost made her cry, so seeing Wang Zheng smiling in response won her approval.
Su Beijiang, currently on a high with his position as vice-minister of national defense, finally understood what was happening. The smile gradually faded from his face, and the muscles in his face twitched slightly behind his glasses, making it hard to read his true emotions.
One was the commander-in-chief of the capital military district, the other a vice-minister of national defense; Wang Zheng could remain calm and composed even when facing these two deputy generals. This surprised Han Xingye greatly – either this person had exceptional psychological resilience or he simply had a thick skin; there were no other possibilities!
But in one second, Han Xingye thought of the third possibility: Wang Zheng was an ignorant rural boy from Yicheng who couldn't comprehend how terrifying the positions of vice-minister of national defense and commander-in-chief of the capital military district truly were. Only this explanation made sense given his ignorance.
Han Tuosu didn’t even consider responding, still standing where he was with his aura growing stronger alongside his rage – clearly, this renowned commander-in-chief needed an enormous outlet for his fury.
While Su Tianming, the promising young man who would no doubt have a bright future ahead of him, stood there in shock, seemingly unable to come to terms with what had happened.
The most composed person was the old Mr. Han sitting on the sofa, seemingly unaware of his granddaughter's embarrassment. He just smiled and watched with a kind expression. Of course, Old General Han Baoguo showed considerable interest in Wang Zheng, who could remain calm under Han Tuosu’s imposing aura, as admiration shone in his eyes.
However, in the next moment, the old general who had once been ruthless on the battlefield became the most uncomposed person!
The elderly German black-back shepherd dog named "Little Dragon," which was lying on the sofa and had been resting with its eyes closed, suddenly sat up straight after Wang Zheng spoke. Its eyes widened, it growled softly, and tears seemed to be forming in them.
Old Mr. Han was surprised, thinking that Little Dragon might attack a stranger again. Just as he wanted to stroke the dog, it suddenly leaped forward at an incredible speed!
In an instant, Little Dragon had crossed the distance between Wang Zheng and Old Mr. Han. After one more powerful push off the ground, its imposing body launched itself with its four paws and mouth wide open, thunderously lunging towards Wang Zheng!
A mere old dog could display such might! It was unimaginable how domineering and ferocious it must have been on the battlefield before retiring.
“Little Dragon, stop!” Old Mr. Han tried to shout but realized it was too late; Little Dragon’s body had already crashed into Wang Zheng!
Old Mr. Han understood, as did Han Tuosu: Little Dragon—or rather, Big Dragon—had a bloodthirsty nature in its bones; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been able to bite off so many enemies’ necks on the battlefield. It had never displayed such swiftness and might since entering the Han family. Was this old dog going mad
Zhang Yanqing, though harboring immense resentment towards Wang Zheng, couldn't bear to look anymore, fearing a scene of bloodshed.
Su Beijiang still had an unpredictable expression, with eyes hidden behind his glasses concealing unknown emotions.
The male lead Su Tianming, like his father, remained calm and composed throughout the event without showing any panic or confusion.
When Little Dragon lunged forward, Wang Zheng pushed Han Xingye aside to prevent her from being scratched by Little Dragon’s sharp claws.
This action won favor from Han Tuosu and Old Mr. Han unintentionally, even though Han Tuosu himself might not have realized it.
Due to the tremendous force of Little Dragon's weight and speed, Wang Zheng stumbled back two steps before falling backward onto the ground!
The tragedy seemed inevitable. However, in the next second, an even more astonishing thing happened!
Little Dragon didn't open its mouth to bite; instead, it extended its scarlet tongue, licking around Wang Zheng's mouth and face! It also affectionately lowered its head, rubbing its cheek against Wang Zheng’s with great force.
If Old Han had been standing in front at that moment, he would have noticed tears streaming down Little Dragon's eyes. Both Wang Zheng's and Little Dragon's faces were covered in moisture, making it impossible to tell if they were the dog’s tears or saliva, or even whether any of them belonged to a human.
Wang Zheng never dreamed that he would encounter Little Dragon, with whom he had spent seven years together, here!
Little Dragon grew up alongside Wang Zheng, enduring hardships and fighting side by side. They often slept together, developing an extraordinary默契 despite not being telepathic. Often, a mere gesture from Wang Zheng was enough for Little Dragon to know whether it should outflank or charge head-on; they had shared countless dangerous situations where each risked their life for the other.
Following the final battle of Longlin, most of the first-generation Longlin special forces were casualties. They were disbanded and even faced immediate dismissal. Although later reformed, it was no longer the same passionate unit from the beginning. Wang Zheng shouldered heavy grievances and disgrace as he left for a foreign land, working hard to make the name "Eastern Tyrant King" well-known, while Little Dragon quietly disappeared.
Wang Zheng had thought that Little Dragon had perished in that final battle and would never meet again. He always carried a small notebook with him where he wrote down the names of fallen comrades using Longlin code; one of them was Little Dragon's name.
Owing to confidentiality, apart from knowing each other's names among several top experts within Longlin, everyone else called each other by codenames. Even after many comrades fell around Wang Zheng, he didn't know their real names, let alone learn them.
There was no trace proving that they ever existed in the Longlin unit. In fact, nobody could prove if the first-generation Longlin had ever existed at all.
This time when they met again, Little Dragon bore many more scars than four years ago; these were likely marks from that last battle.
Wang Zheng rubbed his sore nose and closed his eyes with a smile, enjoying the frenzied licking of Little Dragon. His hands touched those wounds on Little Dragon's body, causing two tears to quietly fall down his cheeks.
"Old Sheng, I’ve found another family member," Wang Zheng muttered in his heart.Zheng said.“You’ll pay for that remark.” Wang Zheng smiled with narrowed eyes."I haven’t said anything wrong! If you’re a vice president, then I’m the CEO’s husband!" At this thought, Song Renquan cou...