Yu Shuntian showed no fear. "Then kill me. I see your body won't last many more years. Once you die, I guarantee I'll exterminate your Chen family, leaving no dogs behind. Every last one will be dismembered."
"Of course, you could also think I'll die before you, but that's impossible."
"Furthermore, who says the lineage of my Yu family is broken? My good grandson has given me a little granddaughter, and she's already eight years old."
Yu Shuntian spoke with reason and evidence, completely disregarding Chen Guojun.
However, after all Yu Shuntian had said, Chen Guojun only paid attention to the last sentence. His withered face looked at Yu Daochen with disbelief. "How old are you, kid?"
Yu Daochen coughed dryly, a hint of awkwardness in his voice. "Nineteen."
19 - 8 = 11...
Chen Guojun's mind went blank. He couldn't believe what he heard. "Is that little girl your biological daughter?"
Yu Daochen nodded. "Yes."
These words were not false. This little girl was indeed his biological daughter.
Chen Guojun's worldview collapsed. Despite living for almost a lifetime, he had never encountered such a situation.
Times have changed...
"Kid, aren't you just messing with this old man?" Chen Guojun still found it hard to believe.
The genes of the Yu family were outrageously strong.
It was as if the mother of outrageousness had opened the door for outrageousness, making it utterly extreme.
Seeing Chen Guojun's look of disbelief, Yu Shuntian smiled. "You old scoundrel, I advise you to release my grandson first. You know your current physical condition best, and you know my temper very well. You might have some reservations about me, but if you die, I truly won't fear your Chen family."
Although Yu Shuntian's tone was calm, the threat was evident.
Chen Guojun's eyes instantly turned to an extreme coldness. These words had clearly struck a nerve.
This old fellow was right. If he died, Yu Shuntian would indeed have the strength to slaughter the entire Chen family.
They were both people of the same era, so why was his body deteriorating while this old fellow remained as vibrant as ever?
Speaking of Chen Guojun's body, it all traced back fifty years ago.
At that time, the two were in their prime, young men who wouldn't yield to each other.
Chen Guojun was ranked fifth on the Black List. To climb higher, he challenged Yu Shuntian, who was ranked fourth.
Yu Shuntian, also full of youthful vigor, engaged in a fierce battle with him.
They fought for three days and three nights without a clear victor, causing a sensation throughout the martial world.
Chen Guojun, determined to secure the fourth position on the Black List, fought Yu Shuntian with a resolve to die.
The battle left both of them severely injured. In the end, Chen Guojun emerged victorious by a narrow margin.
However, the cost was immense. This battle left Chen Guojun with a lifelong physical ailment.
Yu Shuntian was not much better off; his injuries were no less severe than Chen Guojun's. But after a few years of recuperation, he had fully recovered.
Chen Guojun, however, was not so lucky.
It could be said that Chen Guojun won fame but lost his health in that battle.
After much hesitation, Chen Guojun finally chose to back down. Yu Shuntian, that old fellow, had a peculiar temper and always followed through on his words, without exception.
A forced smile spread across Chen Guojun's withered face. He chuckled, "Old fellow, we're both getting on in years and don't have many years left to live. There's no need to fight to the death at the slightest disagreement. Let the younger generation settle their own disputes. Don't you agree?"
Seeing that the old scoundrel had finally relented, Yu Shuntian, though his face remained expressionless, let out a sigh of relief inwardly.
Changing the subject, Chen Guojun suddenly recalled the past. "However, speaking of which, you old fellow were quite cunning. Looking back at that battle, I suspect you deliberately held back. My body deteriorates day by day, while you seem to eat well and be in great health."
Yu Shuntian chuckled, neither denying nor admitting. "So many years have passed. What's the point of knowing now?"
Chen Guojun also chuckled. "That's true. So, let's discuss how we'll release them."
Yu Shuntian spoke directly. "You release my grandson first."
The two men stared at each other, the atmosphere instantly becoming extremely tense.
It was now a test of who would crack first.
Ultimately, Chen Guojun surrendered. He retracted the scorpion, spread his hands, and said, "Fine, I admit defeat."
He then looked at Yu Daochen beside him. "Kid, go find your grandfather."
Seeing that the menacing scorpion had finally been withdrawn, Yu Daochen also let out a sigh of relief and walked to his grandfather's side.
Chen Guojun looked at Yu Shuntian. "I've released your grandson. Now release my son."
Yu Shuntian nodded and waved his hand. The red silk threads that had bound the two instantly dissipated into the air like gas.
Chen Guojun also breathed a sigh of relief. If his father hadn't arrived in time, he would have truly been in trouble.
Huang Yong narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to make a move, Chen Guojun stopped him. "Young man, I advise you not to act rashly. You've finally made it onto the Black List; don't lose your life just like this, understand?"
Huang Yong clenched his fist and slowly relaxed it, abandoning the idea of attacking.
These old guys wouldn't live much longer. As long as he outlasted them, wouldn't this brat be easily dealt with?
Yu Shuntian remained silent, but a silver needle had appeared in his hand at some point.
Chen Guojun slowly walked towards Chen Shanhe.
As he passed Yu Shuntian.
Yu Shuntian suddenly raised his hand and struck at Chen Guojun like a blade.
Chen Guojun, quick as lightning, raised his hand and caught the incoming hand blade.
*Bang!*
This seemingly probing strike was actually a full-power effort from both of them.
Chen Guojun's eyes were serious. "Old fellow, no need to test me. This old body of mine can still withstand three hundred rounds of battle with you."
Yu Shuntian chuckled, his expression stern. "That's good then. You can get lost now!"
At these words, the people present became anxious, preparing themselves for battle.
Yu Daochen instinctively reached for his Kang Long Mace, his nerves stretched to the limit.
When Grandpa fights this old scoundrel, it's no joke.
Chen Guojun slowly clenched his withered palm, but then relaxed it, suppressing the anger in his heart, and spoke coldly, "Farewell!"
With that, he led Chen Shanhe and Huang Yong away.
Seeing them withdraw, Yu Daochen's tense nerves finally relaxed completely. He murmured, "It really doesn't feel good to have your head in someone else's grasp."
Yu Shuntian looked at Yu Daochen beside him and smiled faintly. "Don't worry, my good grandson. Your future achievements will surely surpass this old scoundrel's. Besides, that old scoundrel won't last many more years. It's not a big deal."