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

"Dad! Mom! This is Brother Long! My brother!"

Suppressing his excitement and a hint of fear, Hao Shuai pulled his parents along and quickly walked up to Zeng Long.

His voice carried pride, as well as a sense of security that came from finding a pillar of support.

Hao Yuan was suddenly jolted awake from his immense shock. Looking at the calm-faced young man in front of him, he no longer dared to show any airs of a vice-chairman.

The voice trembled noticeably with awe:

"Brother Long... Hello! Thank you so much! It's such an honor! It's a blessing for Xiao Shuai to have a brother like you, a blessing our Hao family has accumulated over generations!"

He didn't dare to reach out, but instead clasped his hands nervously in front of him, keeping his posture extremely humble.

On the other side, Du Ziteng also helped his father, Du Yiming, walk over.

"Brother Long! This is my dad!" Du Ziteng's voice was choked with emotion.

"Dad, this is Brother Long, Zeng Long, whom I've always told you about! He's the one who saved you!"

Du Yiming's emotions at this moment were far more complex and agitated than Hao Yuan's.

But it was this person, with just a phone call—or rather, without even needing a phone call, just an invisible will—

This caused those officials who had previously been arrogant and domineering towards him to instantly reverse their attitudes and pull him out of the abyss of despair!

He looked at Zeng Long as if he were seeing a god descending to earth to save him.

"Benefactor! Benefactor!" Du Yiming's voice was hoarse and tearful. He broke free from his son's support and was about to bow to Zeng Long when his legs went weak and he almost knelt down.

Zeng Long reacted quickly, stepping forward and firmly supporting Du Yiming's arm.

The icy indifference on his face melted away instantly, replaced by a gentle and sincere smile, as if he had transformed from a judge who held the power of life and death back into a sensible junior from next door.

"Uncle Du, please don't do this, you're making me feel terrible."

Zeng Long's voice was clear and gentle, carrying a calming power.

He reached out and shook hands tightly with Du Yiming's cold, trembling hands, then turned to Hao Yuan, who was standing to the side, and shook hands with him as well.

"Uncles, I'm so sorry to have startled you." Zeng Long's gaze swept over the two men, his eyes sincere—

"The root of all the troubles you've encountered lies with me. I've dragged you into this, and I've also caused Ziteng and Haoshuai to worry."

"So please rest assured, since this matter started because of me, it will naturally be resolved by me. I will seek justice for you and give you a perfect explanation."

His gaze deepened slightly as he glanced at Wu Chen and the others kneeling on the ground, and said meaningfully:

"From now on, no matter what happens, please remain calm, uncles. There's no need to be surprised or say anything. This is all my duty, and it's what they deserve."

Zeng Long's words seemed to have a magical power, finally putting Hao Yuan and Du Yiming's hearts, which had been hanging in their throats, back down to earth.

They nodded hurriedly, so excited they were almost incoherent: "Understood! Understood! Thank you! We...we'll do whatever you say!"

Just as the two fathers were talking with Zeng Long—

On the other side, Xiao Wanru could no longer suppress her grief and anger, and rushed towards the bruised and battered figure brought over by the soldiers—her father, Xiao Mingyuan.

She didn't have time, nor did she know how, to introduce Zeng Long to this father who made her feel ashamed.

Seeing Xiao Mingyuan covered in wounds and wearing tattered clothes, Xiao Wanru felt as if her heart was being pierced by countless needles at the same time, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

This man, whom she should call her father, has been a nightmare ever since she can remember.

He was addicted to gambling. He would secretly take anything of value from his house and sell it, and the money he got would eventually disappear into the all-consuming vortex of the casino.

The mother worked tirelessly at her street stall, earning a meager income that covered not only their living expenses but also her tuition fees.

Yet, countless times, she was brutally taken away by this devilish father, leaving her mother to hold her, helplessly weeping in endless darkness and despair, her body bearing the bruises left by his drunken beatings.

Ultimately, the mother could no longer tolerate it and chose to divorce, with the only condition being that she take her daughter with her.

Even so, he never fulfilled his responsibility of raising his mother for a single day, and would still come to his mother from time to time to extort and quarrel.

And now, even the old, cramped house where the mother and daughter live is a house that the mother bought with her hard-earned money and is registered in her name...

This heartless father secretly used it as collateral, and he gambled away everything!

"Why?! Tell me why!!"

Xiao Wanru's pent-up grievances, anger, and pain, accumulated over more than a decade, erupted like a volcano at this moment.

She rushed to Xiao Mingyuan, but instead of helping him up, she used all her strength to cry out and question him, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam.

Why would you do this?! You've gambled for so many years, haven't you lost enough?!

You drove your mother away and gambled away the family fortune!

Now... now you're going to lose even our last bit of shelter, that dilapidated house!

Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the silent hall, moving all who heard it.

"Are you only satisfied when I've lost too?! Huh?! Did you plan all along to use me as your last bargaining chip, to be lost to these scumbags, these beasts?!!"

Xiao Wanru pointed at Wu Qian and Jian Ge, who were kneeling on the ground. Her body trembled violently from extreme excitement. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were filled with despair and a chilling sense of betrayal from her closest relatives.

Xiao Mingyuan was struck by his daughter's barrage of tearful accusations, and his already weakened spirit, weakened by injury and fear, completely collapsed.

He couldn't bear to look his daughter in the eye; shame, fear, regret...

Overwhelmed by a mix of emotions, he collapsed to his knees with a thud, burying his face in his hands and sobbing uncontrollably, muttering incoherently:

"I'm not human... I'm a bastard... Wanru... Dad is so sorry... so sorry to your mother..."

The father and daughter, one standing and weeping, the other kneeling and repenting, created a heartbreaking scene.

This is not merely a judgment by those in power, but a struggle and interrogation of humanity and kinship in the abyss of despair.