The villainous second male lead at the beginning? No! He's the white moonlight!

Ten minutes later, all the women who had just gone in came out of the backyard with beaming smiles on their faces. The guests were all talking about what kind of return gift the old master had given that made these proud women so happy.

Could it be some priceless treasure?

That shouldn't be the case. If it were anyone else, it would be one thing, but among these women is Su Shiyu, the head of the Su family, a super-powerful woman who controls a trillion-dollar group. How could she be so infatuated with some valuable stuff?

Surely it's not the Ye family's property? That's unrealistic! How could the Ye family give away their property to outsiders like that?

Although the old man is already 100 years old, he doesn't look like he has Alzheimer's disease at all!

And then look at Ye Linyuan, with his awkward and helpless expression. Everyone's curiosity was completely aroused, and they couldn't help but stare at the women while also focusing their attention on Ye Linyuan. It felt like a hundred cat paws were scratching their hearts, making them unbearably itchy.

So what exactly was Old Master Ye's return gift that made every woman who received it beam with joy, while leaving Ye Linyuan, the young master who held the future heir to a trillion-dollar conglomerate, so embarrassed?!

The old man paid no attention to the other guests' questions, but instead turned his gaze to Ye Linyuan and said with a grin.

"Alright, Xiao Yuan, they've finished giving their gifts. It's time for you to show this old man your impressive presents. We're very discerning, so don't disappoint me!"

Ye Linyuan nodded, then took out a walkie-talkie, said a few words, and then gave the old man a mysterious smile.

"Please wait a moment, sir, my gift will be served shortly."

Ten minutes later, when Grandpa Ye saw a whole symphony orchestra and a large choir of a hundred people appear on the makeshift stage, he couldn't help but subconsciously look at Ye Linyuan, his eyes full of inquiry.

"Xiao Yuan, what's wrong?"

Ye Linyuan smiled, said nothing, walked to the center of the two symphony orchestras, took the baton handed to him by a member, and bowed deeply to everyone around him.

"Thank you all for attending the 100th birthday banquet of our Ye family patriarch today. Next, I will present the lyrics and music that I composed myself. Please enjoy them."

After saying that, under the expectant gazes of everyone, Ye Linyuan raised his baton, and as the loud and stirring bugle call, simulated by a small trumpet, rang out, everyone got goosebumps in an instant!

Ye Changsheng suddenly stood up, his body ramrod straight, his eyes sharp enough to make people afraid to look directly at him, and he exuded an astonishing killing intent!

Just like that iron-blooded general on the battlefield back then, the god of slaughter Ye Changsheng has returned once again!

If our motherland is invaded, patriotic men should stand up for themselves!

Drink this bowl of hometown wine dry, for the brave warrior will never return!

The first two sentences alone instantly gave all the soldiers in Haicheng present a feeling of returning to the darkest yet most glorious years of their lives!

"My God, what song is this? I feel my long-dormant passion boiling over!"

"That was so exciting! Just the first line gave me the urge to go back to the dark ages and fight those beasts of the Thousand Sun Kingdom!"

"Old Master Ye is a living fossil who lived through those turbulent years. Ye Linyuan's birthday gift is truly unparalleled!"

The first two lines of the lyrics alone were enough to convince everyone. They had considered giving various valuable gifts, historically significant antiques, and even their own calligraphy, paintings, and carvings, but they never imagined giving such a magnificent and passionate battle song!

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but calm down and listen quietly.

The mighty Yellow River and the mighty Yangtze River give me life and strength!

Let the blood stain the most beautiful flowers, and spill upon my chest!

hiss!

Everyone present couldn't help but gasp. They knew that at this moment, their gifts were no longer simply inferior, but were completely crushed into dust by Ye Linyuan's song "The Soul of the Chinese Army"!

The line "Let the blood stain the most beautiful flowers and sprinkle them on my chest" alone is enough to bring tears to the eyes of countless veteran revolutionaries who participated in the war.

Everyone subconsciously glanced at Ye Changsheng, whose eyes were now filled with tears, and then looked at Ye Linyuan, who was commanding the scene with composure and high spirits, with resentment. If looks could kill, Ye Linyuan would have hundreds or thousands of holes in his body right now!

This is even more devastating than a dimensional reduction attack!

This is outrageous!

Unfortunately, they didn't know that what happened just now was not the climax at all; the real climax that was about to happen was the final blow!

[Red flags fluttering! Bugles sounding!]

[The sword is drawn! Thunder and lightning flash!]

In a close contest, the brave always prevail!

Forward! Forward! Forward! Forward!

The Spirit of the Chinese Army!

As the grand and majestic climax melody began, everyone present felt their blood boil. If there were any Japanese devils in front of them, they would definitely fight them to the death!

At this moment, Ye Changsheng felt as if he had returned to the glorious years when he and his many comrades-in-arms overcame all obstacles and forged ahead!

Two streams of turbid, hot tears slid down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground and raising a small wave of dust.

At this moment, art has been created!

"My God! This song is amazing!"

"I guarantee that once this song is uploaded online, it will absolutely blow up all the current pop songs!"

"Are you kidding me? What is a pop song? How dare it be worthy of carrying the shoes of this magnificent song about the spirit of the Chinese military?"

"That's right, any guy with a penis, upon hearing this song, wouldn't feel his blood boil and his adrenaline surge? He'd want to fight those beasts from the Thousand Sun Kingdom again, for real!"

"Well said. I wasn't entirely convinced of Ye Linyuan's abilities before, but today I'm completely convinced. From now on, Ye Linyuan is my idol! Anyone of my generation who dares to provoke Ye Linyuan is going against me, Zhang Tao."

"That's right, from now on Brother Ye will also be my idol, Li Liang! Anyone who dares to disrespect Brother Ye, don't blame me, Li Liang, for turning my back on them."

Among the guests attending Ye Changsheng's 100th birthday banquet today, besides the passionate young generation, there are also many social elites who have actually served in the military, and even some high-ranking military officers who have come to celebrate the birthday of Ye Changsheng, the only surviving founding general.

Because of their military experience, they felt a deeper connection to Ye Linyuan's "The Soul of the Chinese Army" than the younger generation!

"That was a beautiful song! The red flag flutters and the bugle sounds. Our regimental commander once said that when the bugle sounds, it means the people need us, and even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, we will jump in without hesitation!"

"Yes, when the bugle sounds the charge, no matter what kind of enemy lies ahead, the soldiers of our Dragon Kingdom will tear them to shreds! Even if the price is our lives, I believe our comrades will continue to advance over our corpses!"

"As a soldier, to be able to return home draped in the national flag is the highest honor for our generation of the People's Liberation Army!"

Looking at Ye Linyuan at the front of the band, waving his baton with all his might, Ye Changsheng burst into tears and murmured to himself.

"Gouwa, Sanpao, Ergou, Lao Zhu..."

"I really miss you all!"