Chen Shanhe lowered his head, not daring to look at his father. "I understand, Father."
Chen Guojun nodded and continued, "Little Tie and Little Shan also died for the family; there is nothing to regret."
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Chen Shanhe's eyes, but it vanished in an instant. He spoke, "I intend to give Little Tie and Little Shan a grand burial."
Chen Guojun nodded. "They should indeed be given a grand burial."
Chen Shanhe did not continue the conversation and fell silent.
Although he had many sons, only Chen Tie and Chen Shan possessed the talent and hope to inherit the position of family head.
But with their deaths, who would inherit the position of family head?
"By the way."
Chen Guojun suddenly spoke, "You should temporarily relinquish the position of family head to your brother for a few days. You should also relax."
Chen Shanhe was stunned by these words.
Relinquish the position of family head?
Seeing Chen Shanhe remain silent, Chen Guojun turned to look at him, his tone becoming slightly serious. "What, did you not hear me?"
Looking at his father's stern expression, Chen Shanhe, despite his deep reluctance, could only nod in agreement. "I understand, Father!"
Chen Guojun nodded, leaned back, and closed his eyes, speaking slowly, "I am tired."
Chen Shanhe looked at the disciple in front and instructed, "Drive slower, the old master needs to sleep."
The disciple in front slowed down the carriage.
Although there was no anger on his face, his palms were clenched.
Is he planning to abandon me?
Relinquishing the position of family head first.
Even a fool could see what this meant.
His two talented sons had died, and the biggest beneficiary turned out to be his brother, Chen Shanshui.
According to the rules of the Chen family, the position of family head had always been passed down from father to son.
His own sons had no hope of inheriting the position, yet this old man was kicking him aside.
Ruthless!
He had worked hard for the Chen family for most of his life, only to end up making wedding clothes for others.
From the time Chen Shanhe could remember, he had dedicated everything to the Chen family.
Even when his son's arm was severed by Yu Daohang, he harbored no resentment.
Chen Tie and Chen Shan died at the hands of Yu Daohang, and for the sake of the family's grand enterprise, he chose to endure.
But in the end?
This old man treated him like trash and discarded him.
Chen Shanhe understood that in his father's eyes, profit outweighed kinship.
But he never expected him to be so heartless.
In the carriage behind, Chen Shanshui looked at the carriage carrying his brother and father in front, a cold smile appearing on his face. "I've finally waited for this day."
Chen Qing, who was driving, admired, "Dad, you are truly a prophet."
Chen Shanshui's lips curved upwards, and he sighed, "My brother just valued kinship too much."
Chen Qing, who was driving, also sighed, "Fortunately, you warned me, Dad, otherwise I might have died at the hands of that Yu Daohang too."
During the battle just now, Chen Shanshui sensed something was wrong and withdrew from the battlefield early.
As for Chen Qing, who was driving.
He should have participated in this battle from the beginning.
But Chen Shanshui found an excuse to prevent him from going, thus saving his life.
Among the younger generation of the Chen family, Chen Tie and Chen Shan were undoubtedly the most talented, followed by this Chen Qing.
Compared to the great attention given to Chen Tie and Chen Shan, Chen Qing seemed to be too low-key.
So low-key that no one paid any attention to him.
But with the deaths of these two, Chen Qing was now the most likely candidate to inherit the position of family head.
Chen Shanshui knew clearly that his opportunity had arrived.
Chen Shanshui looked at his son, placing his highest hopes on him. "Son, you must perform well. Whether your father can retain the position of family head depends on you."
Chen Qing had been told by his father that if Chen Tie and Chen Shan died in this battle, Chen Shanhe's position as family head would surely be lost.
But he still found it hard to believe. "Dad, will Grandpa really depose Uncle from the position of family head?"
Chen Shanshui nodded affirmatively. "He will, he definitely will!"
Chen Qing asked with confusion, "But Uncle is a Black List expert. Even if his two most talented sons died, it shouldn't be enough to strip him of his position as family head."
"Black List expert?"
Chen Shanshui shook his head dismissively and chuckled, "Qing'er, remember this, no matter how strong a Black List expert is, he is still human. Being human means he can die. The future of the Chen family does not depend on your grandfather, nor on your uncle, but on you."
"In the world of adults, there is only profit, no emotion!"
Chen Qing nodded thoughtfully and replied, "I understand."
"Alas."
Chen Shanshui sighed, lamenting, "Why can't our Chen family produce a descendant like Yu Daohang."
Upon hearing his father mention Yu Daohang, Chen Qing asked with confusion, "Dad, isn't Yu Daohang our Chen family's enemy?"
Chen Shanshui nodded and smiled, "He is indeed our Chen family's enemy, but who wouldn't want a son like that."
Listening to his father's high praise for Yu Daohang, Chen Qing in front fell silent.
Chen Shanshui knew what his son was thinking and smiled, "Silly boy, everyone has their own destiny. Talent is innate; there's nothing to be ashamed of admitting it."
"I know."
Chen Qing replied stubbornly.
Seeing his son's unyielding attitude, Chen Shanshui shook his head helplessly and said, "If you have a chance to form a connection with Yu Daohang, don't miss it."
Hearing his father's words, Chen Qing thought he had misheard and asked in disbelief, "If I form a connection with him, he'll probably beat me to death."
"You, you are still too young."
Chen Shanshui shook his head helplessly and said, "You are you, and the Chen family is the Chen family. There is no conflict between them."
Listening to his father's cryptic words, Chen Qing was completely bewildered, but he reluctantly nodded, "I understand."
Honestly, he didn't want anything to do with Yu Daohang.
This was the number one enemy of their Chen family.
He wished he could avoid him at all costs.
Chen Shanshui knew that his son was merely placating him.
After this night.
The martial world was about to receive news that would send shivers down everyone's spine.
[Master Yu slays Huang Yong, ranked eighth on the Black List, and ascends to the ranks of Black List experts.]
This news exploded in the martial world like a depth charge, without any prior warning.
The younger generation replaces the old; new talent surpasses the previous.
The era belonging to the new generation had begun.
In this new era, the sect that benefited the most was undoubtedly the sects.
Some minor sects wished to rise and ascend to the ranks of first-rate powers.
This was their only hope.
But where there is rise, there is also decline.
If some sects benefited, then some sects would fall into decline, or even... perish.
But who would be the one to laugh to the end?