Chapter 182
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Chapter 182 Old Man Jiang
The old man wants to see him?
That makes sense, with such a big incident, the old man couldn’t possibly not make an appearance.
Hearing his father’s words, Jiang Yihe jolted and quickly got off the stretcher, not even needing anyone’s help!
He had broken his arm, not his leg!
Seeing his son’s rapid transformation, Jiang Bailu was furious and spat heavily, saying: “How did our Jiang family produce such a cowardly wimp like you!”
In the garden, an elderly man wearing white training clothes was trimming flowers with scissors. He appeared vigorous and spirited. Although nearly eighty years old, his body was still in good shape. He walked with powerful strides, his eyesight clear and back straight, showing how solid his martial arts foundation had been in his youth.
This was the founder of the Jiang family—Old Master Jiang Tiancang!
Upon seeing the old man’s back, Jiang Yihe felt his breathing become rapid and constricted. When he was young, whenever he saw his grandfather, he would instinctively feel afraid, like a mouse encountering a cat!
Seeing Jiang Chenhen and his grandson Jiang Yihe both walking in with their arms hanging, he put down his scissors and said to the guard standing nearby: “Bring me my knife, I want to practice with it.”
The guard hesitated: “Commander, your health…”
This guard had been with Old Master Jiang for several years and rarely saw him practice with knives, as he mostly practiced Tai Chi. If something happened to his health because of knife practice, he couldn’t bear that responsibility.
“You dare disobey my orders? I know my own body! Bring me the knife!” Jiang Tiancang glared at his guard, who responded immediately and hurried away.
Even now, in this household, no one had the courage to defy Old Master Jiang.
Jiang Yihe was trembling. He didn’t understand why the old man wanted a knife as soon as he saw him, but he felt a cold wind blowing across his back.
“Grandfather, you wanted to see me?” Jiang Yihe hesitantly spoke first.
Old Master Jiang Tiancang looked at his grandson, his eyes cold.
“Commander, this was mainly my fault for not protecting Young Master Yihe properly,” Jiang Chenhen said.
Hearing this, Jiang Yihe gave him a cold glance and snorted.
He deeply hated this servant who had dared to break his arm by stepping on it. However, he hadn’t realized that if Jiang Chenhen hadn’t broken his arm, Su Rui might have already taken his life. From this perspective, Jiang Chenhen could be considered his lifesaver.
“Chenhen.” Jiang Tiancang looked at the so-called top fighter of the Jiang mansion and sighed softly.
Hearing this sigh, Jiang Chenhen’s body trembled involuntarily.
“Chenhen, you’re almost fifty, no longer young. Why are you following these youngsters and causing trouble? Young people compete for love and status, why are you getting involved?”
Jiang Tiancang had always admired Jiang Chenhen. The former youth had great talent in martial arts and was willing to work hard, so he rarely criticized him. This time, he was clearly disappointed.
“Commander…” Jiang Chenhen hesitated, not knowing what to say.
“I treated you as part of the Jiang family, gave you the name Jiang Chenhen, but you never truly considered yourself part of this family.”
Jiang Tiancang sighed again: “Now, you do whatever the younger generation tells you to do, even things without morality or principle. You think I’m senile, just practicing martial arts and tending flowers all day, that I don’t know what’s happening?”
Jiang Tiancang raised his head, his eyes showing no sign of cloudiness. In fact, standing opposite him, Jiang Chenhen could feel a piercing sharpness!
This sharpness formed a stark contrast with the old master’s age! Such a keen gaze seemed completely out of place on a man of his years!
“Commander, Chenhen has failed your nurturing,” Jiang Chenhen bowed deeply, lowering his head.
“I never cared what others said about you. Jiang Chenhen is Jiang Chenhen. The person I recognized forty years ago could not be wrong.” Jiang Tiancang sighed again, “But this time, you’ve truly disappointed me.”
Jiang Chenhen remained bowed with his head down, completely at a loss for words. With the old master so disappointed, he must be feeling terrible inside.
At this moment, the guard returned carrying a knife.
By the looks of it, the knife was quite heavy.
Old Master Jiang took the knife with both hands, his eyes scanning it carefully, as if looking at an old comrade.
This knife had accompanied him for decades. During a certain defensive battle, his company was ordered to cover the retreat. After running out of bullets, they had to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. Old Jiang had used this knife to kill nineteen enemies!
“This knife weighs twenty jin.” Old Master Jiang held the knife with both hands and swung it a few times, his movements not particularly fast.
He was advanced in age, and despite keeping in good shape, he dared not make overly forceful movements.
Jiang Tiancang looked at Jiang Yihe, his gaze calm: “Can you lift it?”
Jiang Yihe looked at his hands and shook his head: “Grandfather, my arm is broken. I can’t hold a knife.”
“Even if it weren’t broken, you couldn’t lift it,” Jiang Tiancang’s eyes flashed with disappointment.
“Grandfather, of course I could lift it,” Jiang Yihe said defiantly. It’s just a twenty-jin knife, about as heavy as a bag of rice!
“You couldn’t lift it.” Seeing that his grandson not only failed to understand his meaning but was arguing back, Jiang Tiancang felt even more disappointed.
“I’m old, but you still haven’t grown up.” Jiang Tiancang thrust the knife heavily into the lawn at his feet, looking like a hero at the end of his journey!
Hearing this, Jiang Yihe’s whole body trembled!
“Su Rui, I know that name,” Jiang Tiancang said. “The events of five years ago are still vivid in my mind. It was a disgrace to the Jiang family, and more so to me.”
Jiang Chenhen’s eyes showed disbelief. For years, Old Master Jiang had strictly forbidden any discussion of the bloody night five years ago, with severe punishment for violations. Yet today, he brought it up himself! This showed how deeply his emotions were stirred!
“Su Rui truly deserves to die!” Jiang Yihe said hatefully.
“Deserves to die?”
Hearing this, Jiang Tiancang’s eyes showed disappointment: “If you still believe that all responsibility for this incident lies with Su Rui, then I am truly disheartened.”
Hearing Jiang Tiancang’s words, both standing men felt incredible disbelief!
Carrying a four-edged military dagger, cutting through the Jiang mansion, crippling the legs of the Jiang family’s most promising third-generation heir, confining him to a wheelchair for life with his future destroyed—and Old Master Jiang doesn’t blame Su Rui?
How is that possible?
“He’s about your age, but look at him, and then look at yourselves.”
“I don’t blame him because he once slapped me hard in the face, making me see clearly how much of a failure the latter half of my life has been.”
After saying this, the old master pulled the knife from the ground and strode away.
“Jiang Chenhen, you’ve really done it this time!” Seeing the old master leave, Jiang Yihe remained unrepentant, pushing all blame onto Jiang Chenhen.
Jiang Chenhen didn’t want to explain anything further. Such heartbreak was commonplace for him anyway.
“Young Master Yihe, you should focus on recovering,” he said, preparing to leave. The old master’s disappointment made this fifty-year-old top fighter of the Jiang family feel very uncomfortable.
“Hmph, Jiang Chenhen, you broke my arm. Do you think this matter will end so easily?” Jiang Yihe said with a gloomy face.
“Young Master, if it would make you feel better, why don’t you break my arm?” Jiang Chenhen turned around, expressionless.
“Break your arm?” Hearing this, Jiang Yihe became angry: “Even if you let me, could I break it? You’re mocking me!”
Jiang Yihe, whose body had been hollowed out by alcohol and debauchery, would be out of breath just climbing six floors, let alone having the strength to break someone’s limbs. From this perspective, Jiang Chenhen was indeed making things difficult for him.
Jiang Chenhen remained expressionless: “I didn’t mean it that way. Young Master Yihe, you’re overthinking. Just tell me what I can do to satisfy you?”
“Within three days, throw Ye Binglan onto my bed,” Jiang Yihe finally revealed his long-hidden desire. “I want her to know the consequences of defying me!”
Jiang Chenhen turned and walked away: “Young Master Yihe, I’m sorry, but the old master warned me today. So for such matters in the future, please find someone else.”
“Jiang Chenhen, you’re a damned bastard!” Jiang Yihe cursed angrily at his back.
At this moment, two guards ran out from the inner courtyard and approached Jiang Yihe, saying: “Young Master Yihe, please come with us.”
“What for?” Jiang Yihe raised his eyebrows: “Does the old master want to see me?”
“No, the commander said to confine you for three days.”
Hearing this, Jiang Yihe frowned, then deflated like a punctured balloon!
Not far away on the steps, a young man sitting in a wheelchair was watching with a gloomy gaze.
This man had handsome features but an extremely pale complexion, probably from spending years indoors without sunlight.
However, contrasting with his handsome face was his extremely gloomy gaze and deeply furrowed brow, forming a deep “River” shape.
The man gently stroked his knees. Although the weather was getting warm, his legs were still covered with a thin blanket.
Doctors said those two stabs from the military dagger had destroyed all the tissues in his knees, and even surgery couldn’t repair them. For the rest of his life, he would never stand again.
“Su Rui, you took away my right to stand. I can’t let you have the privilege of living standing up either.”
The once-brilliant Jiang Yigang gripped his wheelchair, his eyes filled with coldness.
But what he didn’t know was that Su Rui’s military dagger had never targeted his knees. If those masters hadn’t pressed him so hard, that hole would have been in his throat instead of his knees!
