Chapter 8

That was his most beloved son!

But for eighteen years, he had not even given him a proper look! In the family, he was high and mighty, and Lin Jianhao, who had become a cripple, did not even have the资格 to participate in the ancestral worship, let alone other important occasions. The only thing he could attend was the year-end grand competition, and even then, he had no seat.

"Eighteen years..."

Lin Zhtian gazed at Lin Nan from afar, his voice filled with sighs and even a slight tremor.

"Jianhao?"

Suddenly, a thin, slightly hunched figure appeared in Lin Zhtian's line of sight.

This figure walked unsteadily, one hand on his waist, clearly injured, but approached the ancestral hall with excitement and agitation from a distance. Each step seemed to take all his strength, and each step up the stairs made him sweat coldly, but he seemed to pay no attention, only showing excitement and agitation. His white hair, under the morning sun, was particularly glaring.

It was none other than Lin Jianhao, who had rushed over upon hearing the news!

When he heard the crowd discussing Lin Nan's recovery of his cultivation and the severe injuries he had inflicted on Lin Jie and others, Lin Jianhao could hardly believe his ears. After confirming it was not a rumor, he was so excited that he rushed to the ancestral hall despite his injuries not being fully recovered. He wanted to see his son's recovery with his own eyes.

Seeing his arrival, the crowd silently parted to make way for him, looking at the white-haired Lin Jianhao.

In the past, they would not even give him a proper look, but now they were making way for him!

Lin Jianhao was quite surprised. His thin, slightly hunched figure kept bowing to the crowd.

This scene made Lin Zhtian, watching from a distance, suddenly feel a deep pain in his heart!

Was this really his son, who was once a peerless genius, a proud and unrestrained figure, always the center of attention wherever he went?

Just a group of younger generation, collateral descendants, and even servants making way for him, and he was bowing in gratitude, trembling with fear!

Trembling with fear!

What kind of bullying had he endured over the years to turn him into this?

"Living in fear and trembling!"

Lin Zhtian suddenly thought that these four words might be the true portrayal of his son, his once most beloved son, surviving in the Lin family over the years.

...

Lin Jianhao stopped when he saw Lin Nan kneeling on the ground, a bright and happy smile on his face.

He watched quietly, waiting...

Although he could not sense the fluctuations of true essence, the fact that his son was kneeling here proved the rumors were true!

His son had recovered!

Recovered!!!

Facing the ancestral hall, with his back to the crowd, Lin Nan seemed not to have noticed his father's arrival.

"Father's love is like a mountain!"

"Father's love is like a mountain! Hahaha..."

"How I wish all fathers' love could be like a mountain! How fortunate I am to have such a father!!! But why is there such a difference among fathers? Why? Hahaha..."

Tears streaming down his face, Lin Nan suddenly laughed wildly and said.

Originally, he had come to the ancestral hall to kneel and pay respects to the ancestors, just for show.

But with his perception far beyond that of an ordinary person, he had noticed Lin Zhtian's secret observation.

Feeling annoyed, he decided to go all out and say what the tragic man had always wanted to say but dared not, and even if he did, it would be useless.

Can't I be annoyed and speak my mind? What kind of logic is that? Lin Nan didn't care about the consequences!

Living a second life, he was determined to live freely and unrestrainedly!

At this moment, he naturally sensed his father's arrival but did not reveal it, instead venting his inner dissatisfaction and speaking up for his father!

"Nan'er, you must not speak rashly!"

Sure enough, as Lin Nan had expected, his father Lin Jianhao, upon hearing his naked accusation against his grandfather, could no longer wait and immediately intervened.

"Father? How did you come here?" Lin Nan seemed very surprised.

"Nan'er, since you were young, your father has told you that this is a world where the strong rule, and everything is decided by strength! The family has not wronged us, and your grandfather has not wronged me. It was I who failed to meet your grandfather's and the family's expectations. I consumed countless resources of the family but ultimately could not contribute anything to the family, causing our Lin family to struggle for so many years... Your grandfather not expelling us from the family is already treating us well. It is your father who owes the family!"

"Father..." Lin Nan seemed reluctant.

"Alright, Nan'er, if you must blame someone, blame your father. These years, your father has been a burden to you. Otherwise, with your talent, why would you need to force yourself to advance in cultivation?"

"Sigh... However, if the ancestors in heaven have blessed you to recover, and you can rise from the ashes, your father believes you will become even stronger!"

"Your father also hopes... hopes you will stand out and become the pride of our Lin family!"

"Nan'er, no matter what, you must remember, we are members of the Lin family, and our blood flows with the blood of our ancestors!"

"All the hardships and trials are merely stumbling blocks on the path to becoming a strong person!"

"Today, now that you have recovered, your father will tell you that the most important thing in the path of martial arts is the state of mind. No matter what pressure you face, you must not rush for success. Haste makes waste, and success comes naturally with effort! If you had understood this, you would not have had this accident..."

"Yes, Father..." Lin Nan respectfully replied.

...

"Crack!"

A rock beside Lin Zhtian turned to powder.

Watching Lin Jianhao from afar and hearing his words, his heart began to tremble. As the head of the family, a figure of great authority whose footsteps could shake the entire Qianyuan Kingdom, he was now on the verge of tears.

He thought back to the words he had taught his son Lin Jianhao many years ago.

"Hao'er, this is a world where the strong rule, and everything is decided by strength! If you do not work hard now, you will become a weakling to be bullied in the future! Your father hopes you will stand out and become the pride of your father and the Lin family... The most important thing in the path of martial arts is the state of mind..."

And now, the words his son was saying to his grandson were the same words he had once said to his son.

"Hao'er... my son..." Lin Zhtian murmured. It was not until Lin Nan supported Lin Jianhao out of the ancestral hall that Lin Zhtian quietly left.

Supporting his father, Lin Nan's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

The effect was better than expected, something Lin Nan had not anticipated before coming to pay respects to the ancestors. Lin Zhtian's appearance was already a surprise, let alone his father's timely arrival, which allowed Lin Nan to improvise and put on a good show.

Lin Nan believed that from today on, his father's situation in the family would definitely improve.

...

In the outer courtyard of the Lin family, in the southwest corner, there was a relatively simple row of houses, the dormitory area for non-cultivators and servants. One of these rooms belonged to Lin Jianhao.

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