The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 519: Drunk

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Chapter 519: Chapter 519: Drunk

Grandpa Ye looked at the genuine Soldier King Group command token in his hand and, after pondering for a moment, the shock on his face gradually faded away. Frowning, he said, "Chenfeng, the position of commander of the Soldier King Group is no small matter. I see this as Wu Guotian unilaterally deciding to give you the position of commander. Many of the old men at the national level will oppose it, but your Grandpa Wu and I will definitely support you."

Grandpa Wu nodded and said, "Actually, with Chenfeng’s abilities, he is more than qualified to sit as the commander of the Soldier King Group. Besides, Wu Guotian handed over the token that symbolizes command of the Soldier Kings to Chenfeng, so what right do they have to disagree with Chenfeng taking the position? We from Wu Anguo can’t stand those who are envious without merit."

"Grandpa, Grandpa Wu, I have no interest in the position of commander of the Soldier King Group. However, I do want to train a group of super experts. The foundation of the members of the Soldier King Group is very good, which will allow me to achieve this goal in a relatively short time." Ye Chenfeng had no interest in things like power; he knew that once his strength was enough to dominate the world, such so-called power would become worthless in his eyes.

"Chenfeng, you want to train a group of super experts? So, by how much can the abilities of the members of the Soldier King Group improve after your training?" Grandpa Ye asked with great curiosity.

Ye Chenfeng estimated in his mind and said, "I can’t predict the exact number by which I can improve their abilities, since everyone’s potential is different. However, at the very least, I can increase their strength by about five times based on their current foundation. This is still the most conservative estimate. As for how much they can actually improve under my guidance, we’ll have to see after I start the actual training."

Increase the strength of the Soldier King Group members by five times? And that’s the most conservative estimate? It should be noted that each member of the Soldier King Group can be considered a king among individual combatants in Huaxia Country, which means their current strength has reached a bottleneck stage that they could not break through in their lifetimes under normal circumstances.

Yet Ye Chenfeng could increase the strength of the members of the Soldier King Group by at least five times in a short period? That would be equivalent to helping them break through their limitations, allowing members of the Soldier King Group to step into an entirely new world!

"Chenfeng, do you really have the ability to increase the strength of the Soldier King Group members by at least five times based on their current foundation?" Grandpa Ye asked incredulously.

"Grandpa, when have I ever liked to boast? Just wait and see!" Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

"Chenfeng, Grandpa Wu believes what you say. Can you also help me train some soldiers? I don’t expect their strength to increase by five or six times, but if they can improve by two or three times, I’ll be more than satisfied," Grandpa Wu said with a sly smile.

"Grandpa Wu, when I have time later, I’ll take some time to go to the military district and give them some guidance," Ye Chenfeng casually promised.

"Chenfeng, then it’s settled. You must not deceive this old man!" Grandpa Wu said, very pleased.

Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming, who had been eager to try, approached Ye Chenfeng with ingratiating smiles only after seeing that Grandpa Ye and Grandpa Wu finally stopped asking questions. Ye Dongjian said, "Chenfeng, I am your uncle, your biological uncle, right? We uncle and nephew have always shared everything. When you train the Soldier King Group members, how about taking me along as well?"

Wu Kunming also hurriedly spoke, "Chenfeng, although I’m not your biological uncle, I am Xiaofei’s biological uncle. Unless you don’t consider Xiaofei your woman, I count as your uncle too. Anyway, training one or two more or less people makes no difference. I have long wanted to improve my strength but no matter what I do, I just can’t make any progress."

Ye Chenfeng looked at the comically acting Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming, a strange smile flickering at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Uncle, Uncle Wu, I can let you join in the training. However, let me be upfront: once you two join the training, you absolutely cannot quit halfway. If you’re not prepared for that, I advise you both better not to join."

"Chenfeng, your uncle does need to train. If he dares to quit your training halfway, I’ll break his legs," Grandpa Ye said with a cold snort.

"Right, Chenfeng, give Kunming a good training. His mediocre skills are truly embarrassing to show in public. If he dares to quit halfway, I’ll make sure he never sets foot in the Wus’ house again," Grandpa Wu also declared immediately.

Feeling a chill down their spines, Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming sensed the implicit smile on Ye Chenfeng’s lips and instinctively knew they had pushed themselves into the fire pit. Yet, with both of their elders having spoken, they had no right to go back on their words.

All afternoon, Grandpa Ye and Grandpa Wu had been chatting with Ye Chenfeng. The evening meal at the Yes’ today was exceptionally lively, as all the people from the Wus stayed for dinner. At the dining table, the two grandfathers, Xiaofei, and Wu Jie—who couldn’t admire Ye Chenfeng enough—kept piling food into Ye Chenfeng’s bowl.

Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming felt a sense of desolation. Usually, it was only up to them to serve their elders, but when had their elders ever served them? Comparing people really was a fruitless endeavor.

On this rare occasion, Grandfather Ye broke out a box of treasured Maotai. Ye Dongjian started the evening laughing and joking with Wu Kunming, sipping liquor in small amounts, but gradually he fell silent, his eyes wet as he stared at Ye Chenfeng, silently thinking, "Big brother, sister-in-law, if you could see how far Chenfeng has come now, you’d be so happy, wouldn’t you? Chenfeng’s no longer the prodigal son he once was; his future achievements will surely be dazzling."

It seemed that everyone at the table noticed that Ye Dongjian was off, but he himself was oblivious, continuing to gulp down his drink while various memories flashed through his mind. His eyes grew wetter and wetter until tears involuntarily spilled over. Realizing his loss of composure, he laughed and said, "This lobster is damn spicy, I can’t take it, I need some water, need to get some air."

Ye Dongjian picked up a piece of lobster from his bowl, trying to cover up something. Then he stood up, without so much as a bye to Grandfather Ye, and quickly left.

This time, Grandfather Ye unusually refrained from chastising Ye Dongjian for his lack of manners, and merely sighed softly, as if talking to himself, but loud enough for everyone present to hear: "Dongjian has always been close to his brother from a young age. It seems the grief in his heart has been suppressed for too long."

Ye Chenfeng watched Ye Dongjian’s desolate figure, took up the remaining half-box of Maotai, and followed Ye Dongjian out.

"Let’s continue eating. Let the uncle and nephew have a good talk," said Grandfather Ye.

On a lawn outside the Ye family’s villa, Ye Dongjian sat on the ground, staring blankly at the pitch-black night sky. Ye Chenfeng approached and laughed, "Uncle, when did you become so sentimental? Come on, have a drink."

Ye Chenfeng tossed a bottle of Maotai to Ye Dongjian, then sat down beside him and opened another bottle, his voice tinged with melancholy, "Uncle, are you thinking about my dad?"

Ye Dongjian opened the Maotai, took a hefty swig, and said, "Chenfeng, do you want to hear about the things your dad and I got up to when we were kids?"

Without waiting for Ye Chenfeng’s response, Ye Dongjian started recounting, "I remember back in elementary school when I freaking loved to stir up trouble, and your dad was so skinny back then, he’d surely lose in a fight with other kids his age."

"I remember it was fifth grade, I was surrounded and beaten up at school. Just my luck, the kids who usually got along with me were not around, so your uncle was in a bad spot. But what I didn’t expect was that when your dad found out I was being ganged up on, he rushed out of the classroom. Where on earth he found a kitchen cleaver, I have no clue?"

"I clearly recall how your dad charged at the crowd beating me, yelling that anyone who dared punch or kick his brother would be chopped down on the spot. With his frail body and a cleaver in hand, he hardly intimidated anyone, and those who were attacking me paid him no heed and continued beating me."

"But your dad really charged in with that cleaver, swinging at whoever he caught. Still, we were outnumbered, and both your dad and I ended up getting beaten to the ground. I’d always looked down on your dad, but after what happened in the fifth grade, I completely admired my skinny brother who wielded a cleaver to defend his little brother."

...

That night, Ye Dongjian told Ye Chenfeng a lot about their childhood, the uncle and nephew drinking and chatting together, occasionally with tears streaming down their faces.

That night, the uncle and nephew finished off half a box of the expensive Maotai.

That night, both Ye Chenfeng and Ye Dongjian got drunk. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your votes for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)