The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Inside the main hall of Yuetingyuan, the deathly silence and heaviness seemed capable of crushing everyone's spine.

The only active note in this frozen space-time was the cell phone in Zeng Long's hand, which kept vibrating and humming persistently.

"Buzzing...buzzing..."

The continuous vibration was amplified infinitely in an environment where you could hear a pin drop.

It was like a series of incredibly heavy death knells, striking precisely into the hearts of everyone present, shaking their already fragile souls.

This missed call from Li Weiguo connects more than just Zeng Long and Li Weiguo as individuals.

It was like an invisible, taut fuse, one end of which held the fate of everyone in the hall in its grip—

From kneeling privileged children to onlookers in the industry, from nervous classmates to cold-blooded team members.

On the other end, it affects the political lives, family honor and disgrace of countless people in the capital and even at higher levels, and even... the boundary between survival and destruction!

This is a silent game.

All eyes, whether open or hidden, fearful or complex, were fixed on Zeng Long and the persistently ringing cell phone in his hand.

Zeng Long stood there, like an ancient, unyielding iceberg.

He hesitated. Deep within those cold, profound eyes lay two forces locked in a fierce struggle, unseen by outsiders.

On one hand, there is the absolute responsibility of being a brother and the inviolable wrath of a sworn enemy!

Hao Shuai's humiliation, Yan Hai's scars whom Xiao Yu regarded as a younger brother, the bloodstains on Xiao Yu's wounds, Xiao Wanru's family's predicament, and Du Ziteng's father's wrongful conviction...

Each and every one of these incidents was like a red-hot branding iron, searing his heart with pain!

He needs to declare his bottom line in the most direct and brutal way, and make everyone who dares to reach out pay a bloody price.

Refusing to answer the phone is the most resolute declaration, meaning that he will act entirely according to his own will, and any external rules, advice, or even interference from the state apparatus will be regarded as obstacles!

Ye Feng's deployment is an extension of this will.

Meanwhile... the call came from Li Weiguo, the "Uncle Li" who was the first to give him genuine care and guidance after his cold childhood and cruel growing years, when he returned to Longguo.

This buzzing sound represents more than just a communication request; it represents a tug-of-war of emotions...

A call for understanding stemming from "care".

Receiving the message means that he is willing to leave room for communication even in his rage, willing to give a chance to those he still trusts, and also means that he needs to temporarily suppress the destructive impulse that burns everything.

Every tremor challenged his choice:

It is to completely embrace loneliness and destruction, and crush everything with absolute power.

Or... for that faint but real warmth, temporarily restrain your sharpness and choose a path that may be more complicated, but may retain more things.

As Li Weiguo listened to the busy tone from his phone, which had automatically disconnected due to lack of answer, his palms felt icy cold.

He put down his phone, feeling powerless, and turned to Old Master Zeng beside him, who was sitting with his eyes closed, yet exuding an invisible pressure.

"Old Chief... Xiao Long... he didn't answer the phone."

He told Liu Lao that Zeng Long's dispatch of Ye Feng under the guise of "rescue" might lead to uncontrollable bloody consequences.

And this represents the extreme extent of Zeng Long's distrust of the official level.

He repeated it verbatim.

Each word uttered made the air inside the car seem to solidify, as if even the faint sound of the car's air conditioning had disappeared.