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

The heavy gate of Yueting Garden, which had once separated the two worlds, slowly opened under the control of the soldiers.

The light from inside and outside the door blended together, as if what was being opened was not a door, but an entrance to an unknown abyss.

Hao Yuan, Du Yiming, Xiao Mingyuan, and others, with completely different mindsets, were pushed into this luxurious hall, which had become a "lawless place," as if by an invisible wave.

The moment you step into the lobby, the dual impact on your vision and mind leaves everyone momentarily stunned and breathless.

Along the walls stood several well-dressed, distinguished young men and women, clearly the wealthy young men and women who were there tonight.

However, at this moment, their faces had lost their former composure and arrogance, leaving only undisguised fear and trepidation.

In stark contrast to those who were still standing were the figures kneeling on the ground in the center of the lobby.

Beside it, a figure nearly two meters tall, as robust and imposing as a bear, stood like an ancient stone sculpture.

Next to her, a young girl with a ponytail was eating a lollipop, oblivious to everyone around her.

A pair of bright, large eyes darted around, curiously observing the newcomers. They seemed out of place in the somber atmosphere around them, yet exuded an indescribable eeriness.

And inevitably, everyone's attention eventually focused on the only boy standing in the center of the hall.

His upright posture, like a pine tree, made him the absolute core of this "field".

In this suffocating scene, no one was more severely impacted than Hao Yuan.

His gaze was drawn to the group of kneeling figures as if by a magnet.

The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size, and his heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand, almost stopping its beating!

Who did he see?! Someone whose face was swollen like a pig's head...

Isn't he Wu Qian, the beloved son of his superior, Secretary Wu, who is also the secretary of the district council?!

However, what truly overturned his more than ten years of understanding of officialdom was:

Kneeling beside Wu Qian, the figure with his head bowed, though trying to remain calm, was still trembling slightly—Wu Chen! Old Master Wu's grandson!

Although he has retired to the second line, he still has a tremendous influence in the capital and even the whole country, and his students and old friends are all over the government and the country!

His own grandson, too...kneeling here like a sinner?

"Boom—!" It was as if a thunderclap exploded in Hao Yuan's mind, making his ears ring, his vision blur, and the world spin.

This has literally turned the entire Heavenly Court upside down!!

Even Old Wu's grandson can only kneel here, so who exactly is that boy standing in the center?

Meanwhile, "Brother Jian" was dragged in by two soldiers like a dead dog—

When he saw that Wu Chen was among the kneeling people, he felt as if all his bones and strength had been drained away.

With a "thud," he collapsed completely to the ground, his face ashen, his eyes unfocused, and a strange "hoarse" sound, like a broken bellows, emanating from his throat.

Wu Chen! He was a top young master whom he had only met a few times from afar at a high-end party, and he didn't even have the right to go up and toast him!

It is something that can determine his life or death, something he can look up at but cannot see beneath his feet!

And now, such a person is kneeling here in such a humble manner!

It's over! It's all over! He realized that what he had been involved in this time was not just ordinary oppression of the good people.

Instead, he was caught in a storm of the highest level that he dared not even dream of!

His fate was no longer in his own hands; he had no room to even think about it, only endless despair awaiting his crushing.