Chapter 1087: Chapter 265: For the Mortal World’s Potent Wine [Ten Thousand Words]

"Have those two shown any remorse?"

Yang Luoyu sighed and asked.

"They have, but remorse is useless. The Dong Family made their cells a bit more comfortable, but that was all. Before one of them died, he wrote two sentences on the cell wall."

Zhang Changjun said, "In life, cannot afford one misstep; one misstep, irrecoverable for eternity."

"They didn’t even give them a chance to make amends."

Yang Luoyu was taken aback.

"At the time, the Dong Family Master said: because the lives of those two girls were ruined, and they could never return to how they were. So, their remorse is useless."

Zhang Changjun also sighed. In his view, if they truly repented, marrying those two girls wouldn’t have been a bad idea. But the Dong Family didn’t do that; instead, they locked their own bloodline away till death.

"This is the right thing to do. With this example, the Dong Family rules become unbreakable. Cruel to these two, but it establishes an insurmountable precedent for future generations! This is what a great family is!"

Thinking of Zhang Changjun’s words, imagining the Dong Family’s rigorous traditions over the years, even controlling their bloodline so strictly, Yang Luoyu couldn’t help but admire, "No wonder the Dong Family’s young masters achieve such great deeds, such a family, producing a continent hero, feels deserved. Only such a family is worthy of such honor."

Zhang Changjun deeply agreed, "Yes."

Yang Luoyu said, "Such a family, there’s no way its prestige isn’t high. This time, after arriving at the Dong Family, I plan to visit the Dong Family Ancestral Hall, to pay respects to the ancestors who established such a family."

"That’s appropriate."

Zhang Changjun smiled warmly, "That’s appropriate, every time I come, I also offer incense. Such predecessors deserve our respect as descendants."

Yang Luoyu nodded deeply, deeply agreeing.

Said, "Since we see the Dong Family is near, when should the ceremony team start drumming and gongs?"

"Ten miles ahead. When we reach within five miles."

Zhang Changjun said, "That way they can hear. If too far, it’s a waste of effort."

"Alright."

So, within five miles’ distance.

Zhang Changjun and Yang Luoyu halted the procession, adjusting their attire.

Everything ready.

As they started moving again.

Zhang Changjun waved his hand.

Immediately gongs and drums resounded, proceeding forward.

Festive and joyous, red flowers danced in the air.

The two also wore broad smiles, striding forward...

Then, turning a corner, they found...

What?

What situation is this?

Before the mountain gate, a dense crowd, as if hosting a banquet or celebrating a festival?

What celebration event?

The faint aroma of wine wafted from afar, Zhang Changjun couldn’t help but swallow, "Could it be we’ve coincidentally stumbled upon a happy occasion? This is really... joy upon joy."

Turning to look at Yang Luoyu, he saw Yang Luoyu slightly tilting his head, looking upward.

What’s the matter?

Following his gaze.

Whoa!

Suspended high in the branches of a big jujube tree was a person.

Below, someone swung a whip, leaping up, a crack as the whip struck the suspended person.

Then below, everyone cheered in unison, "Good! That whip, crisp!"

"Come, for that whip, let’s drink!"

"Cheers, cheers."

Yang Luoyu and Zhang Changjun exchanged glances, both feeling circles being drawn above their heads...

What on earth is going on?

Why did we encounter such a strange phenomenon upon arrival.

With puzzles, the two led the noise-making procession rolling forward, the sound was so loud, yet it didn’t disturb the crowd at the front.

They continued with excitement, watching the whipping, watching the whip land, then happily drinking.

This scene reminded Yang Luoyu of a family finally capturing the main culprit responsible for their father’s murder and wife’s abduction, celebrating their capture.

Could it be?

Could this renowned Dong Family still have such an enemy?

Finally close.

A child suddenly screamed out.

"Wow... the sound of gongs... who is it? So festive..."

"And a dragon dance team... wow... everyone come and see..."

Finally drew the attention of the Dong Family members.

And the gongs and drums team had reached beneath the big tree.

Two middle-aged men appeared gracefully welcoming them, every move displaying a gentlemanly demeanor, elegantly charming, making one instantly feel good about them.

"Isn’t this Mr. Zhang?"

The leading one looked pleasantly surprised, "General Zhang, what brings you here? And with such a procession?"

Zhang Changjun laughed heartily, ordered the stopping of gongs and drums.

Smilingly said, "Today, I’ve come specially to congratulate the Dong Family, a commendation from the Guardian Headquarters! The Dong Family truly lives up to being a family of gentlemen, unexpectedly, a young family member accomplished such a significant deed without fanfare!"

Another middle-aged man said somewhat embarrassedly, "I don’t know which family’s child is so outstanding? To have achieved such ancestral honor, to trouble Mr. Zhang and Senior Yang, indeed the achievement must be significant."

His voice was full of admiration for others mixed with comparative self-deprecation.

He was Dongmen Zhi, father of Dongyun Yu.

At this moment, Dongmen Zhi’s feelings were extremely mixed.

Look at others’ children.

Look at his own child.

Could not help but let out a long sigh. The eldest and the second are honest, but their martial arts talent is average. The third one, must admit the third is indeed a genius, but has grown astray.

Not only didn’t inherit the family’s gentlemanly demeanor, but instead inherited their mother’s quirky spirit.

Not only inherited all of it, but also amplified and developed it innovatively into their own unique style!