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

In the main hall of the Zeng family courtyard, the warmth of celebrating the reunion is palpable.

Laughter, whispers, and the aroma of tea mingled as the Zeng family, young and old, were all immersed in the joy of their reunion after what had been lost.

Zeng Linglong was surrounded by people, feeling the warmth of home and the love of his family.

Although it was my first time back, this selfless family affection was truly touching.

He lingered there, and before he knew it, he had become part of this warm family and a member of the clan.

"Ha ha ha ha--!!!"

A loud, hearty, and powerful laugh!

Like a thunderclap, it exploded outside the hall without warning, instantly drowning out all the warm sounds.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

There stood an elderly man dressed in a gray Zhongshan suit, who was in good spirits and exuded an air of unruliness and dignity.

Zheng Long strode across the threshold and into the hall.

His gaze was sharp as lightning, sweeping directly towards Zeng Xu in the main seat, a menacing smile playing on his lips.

It was none other than Yan Fushan, the patriarch of the Yan family, whose status was similar to that of the Zeng family and who were both top-tier aristocratic families in the capital!

He acted as if he were one of the guests, walking quickly to the empty seat next to Zeng Rong, and plopped down in a very imposing manner, even adjusting his posture for comfort.

"Old Zeng!" Yan Fushan's booming voice was like a thunderclap, "I've come to see my grandson-in-law!"

"Pfft—!" Several younger members of the Zeng family who were drinking tea almost choked.

Old Master Zeng's eyelids twitched suddenly, the smile on his face vanished instantly, and he glared at his old friend without any politeness:

"Old Yan! You old bastard, explain yourself!"

"A few days ago, I personally announced to the public that the engagement between Ling Long and that girl Ru Ge has been dissolved! It's null and void! Do you understand?"

He raised his voice, trying to overwhelm the other person with his imposing manner.

"You're talking nonsense!" Yan Fushan slammed his hand on the table, his voice even louder than Zeng Xu's. His face was instantly filled with excitement, anger, and a kind of arrogant "I'm right" attitude.

He straightened his back and began to employ a set of extremely "shameless" yet "righteous" logic:

"When these two little children were born, it was you, old man Zeng, who insisted on arranging their betrothal! It's all in black and white; who in the entire capital doesn't know that?"

"Later, when your Linglong got into trouble, you unilaterally said you wanted to break off the engagement. That was just your unilateral action!"

"Did I, Yan Fushan, agree? Did my entire Yan family nod in agreement? Huh?!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, even rolling up his sleeves and waving them in front of Zeng Rong, as if to say, "If you dare to deny it again, I'll teach you a lesson today."

"Even if a young couple is getting a divorce these days, both parties need to agree, and they need to go to the civil affairs bureau to get the official stamp!"

"You've got some nerve! You order whenever you want, and cancel whenever you want? Do you think I, Yan Fushan, am made of clay? Do you think the Yan family is invisible? Huh...?!"

A barrage of questions, interspersed with spittle, coupled with his expression of "being greatly wronged," left Zeng Rong and the entire Zeng family in the hall dumbfounded, unable to find a way to refute him.

Old Master Zeng was so angry that his face turned red, and he spat directly onto the other person's face. His finger pointing at Yan Fushan was trembling.

"You...you're the one spouting nonsense! You shameless old monkey!"

"When I proposed to dissolve the engagement, you were the first to agree. You...you clearly acquiesced! You didn't even utter a sound!"

"I acquiesced?" Yan Fushan's eyes widened, instantly switching to actor mode, his face filled with "innocence" and "shock".

"When did I agree? Huh? Did you see my expression of agreement? Did you hear me say 'okay'? Did you see me nod? No, right!?"

My entire Yan family and I simply tacitly acknowledged that Linglong had been switched and lost.

He suddenly stood up, strode over to Zeng Linglong who had been quietly observing, pointed his index finger at Zeng Linglong, and spoke even louder:

"Look! Look closely now! Who is this person?!"

"Isn't this Zeng Linglong, my dear granddaughter Ru Ge's fiancé?!"

"He's back now! Alright, isn't he?! Standing here, full of life!!"

He turned to Zeng Rong, speaking with a smug tone that said, "Facts speak louder than words":

"Now that everyone has returned safely, the engagement that was temporarily suspended because 'the person disappeared' should naturally be reinstated!"

"I think we should hurry up and pick an auspicious day to hold the formal engagement banquet! This old man is still waiting to hold his great-grandson!"

Finally, he unleashed his "trump card," putting his hands on his hips and "threatening" Zeng Xu:

"Old Zeng, if you dare to deny this debt today, if you dare to refuse to acknowledge this marriage..."

"Tomorrow—no! Tonight—I'll have someone write big-character posters and announce to the world—you, Zeng Rong, are a treacherous, two-faced old bastard! Let's see where you put your face then!"

"Fuck...!"

Grandpa Zeng and his grandson Zeng Linglong almost simultaneously cursed in their hearts, their faces displaying a variety of expressions—shock, speechlessness, absurdity, and a hint of awe at Grandpa Yan's "powerful logic" and "shamelessness."

Zeng Rong was choked by the words, smacking his lips several times, his chest heaving, before finally managing to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth:

"Fine...fine! Old Yan! You shameless old man, you win! You're playing the rogue, aren't you?"

"Then let's find a mediator to settle this! Let's see whose fault it really is!"

Yan Fushan, equally furious, waved his hand dismissively, "Fine, then let's find some influential people to judge this matter."

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to invite them! Old Teng, Old Zhao, and Little Liu from the Army, Little Zhang from the Navy... they'll be here soon!"

"We absolutely have to get this straight today!"

In the midst of what appeared to be a tense and glaring exchange between the two old men,

In a fleeting moment, unnoticed by anyone but understood by the two of them, Yan Fushan and Zeng Rong's eyes met briefly and subtly.

Where was the real anger in those eyes?

There was a hint of tacit understanding, a fox-like cunning and smugness, and even a faint, sinister smile of someone who had "mastered the plan"!

Two "Best Actor" winners who have dominated the political and military arenas for decades and whose acting skills have long been perfected.

Joining forces now for everyone—

Even someone as perceptive as Zeng Linglong (perhaps he was genuinely confused by this sudden "marriage dispute").

A truly realistic drama of "fighting for a grandson-in-law" unfolded!

Not long after Old Master Yan finished speaking—

"Heh, I could hear you two old folks arguing from far away. You're almost two hundred years old combined, aren't you afraid the younger generation will laugh at you!"

A gentle yet powerful voice came from an elderly man.

Grandpa Teng (Teng Ao's grandfather) is using a cane!

She walked in with a smile, followed by the composed and steady Teng Ao.

Immediately afterwards, the old man of the Zhao family also stepped in.

The old man, known for his strategic acumen, had a deep gaze that swept across the hall, lingering on Zeng Linglong for a moment before giving a slight nod.

"Old Commander! Old Yan!"

A familiar greeting, carrying the distinctive, resounding tone of a soldier.

General Liu was dressed in civilian clothes, but his back was as straight as a pine tree as he strode into the hall.

His gaze immediately locked onto Zeng Linglong, a hint of relief and a deeper consideration flashing in his eyes.

Almost simultaneously, General Zhang, a former naval officer, arrived. He was a burly man with a booming voice. After nodding to General Liu, he also looked toward tonight's "core".

The last one to enter was Li Weiguo.

He may not be as high-ranking as the others, but his special status represents a force that cannot be ignored.

After he came in, he didn't participate in the old men's pleasantries, but went straight to Zeng Linglong.

The two spoke in hushed tones, their expressions serious, clearly having something important to discuss.

In a short period of time, the Zeng family's main hall, which was not particularly spacious, had already gathered top bigwigs who were enough to make the entire capital, and even the military, political and business circles of the Dragon Kingdom take notice!

The current leaders of the Army and Navy, the heads of top business families and political tycoons, plus the highest-ranking official in the Ministry of Security...

Their simultaneous appearance sent an incredibly strong signal!

The Zeng family members inside the hall didn't even dare to breathe loudly at this moment.

Although they came from distinguished backgrounds, they had never seen so many legendary figures gathered together.

Moreover, it was clear that they had all come for their cousin/nephew, Zeng Linglong, who had just returned home!

All eyes, filled with awe and pride, were drawn to Zeng Linglong, who was surrounded by a crowd of admirers.

They truly felt that the return of this elder brother/cousin was not just a family reunion, but also the official arrival of a "nuclear bomb" capable of shaking up the entire top-level structure!

The purpose of these important figures arriving together today is self-evident:

First, it's about expressing an opinion and taking sides.

In the most direct way, they demonstrated to the outside world their strong alliance with the Zeng family, especially with Zeng Linglong, the "variable".

This represents the highest level of intertwined interests and political signals.

Secondly, it is to offer congratulations and witness.

He came in person to offer his most heartfelt blessings for the return of the Zeng family descendants and to witness the official debut of the new generation of leaders of the Zeng family.

Thirdly, there is the "operation" and the entrustment.

This "cutting" is not for punishment, but to formally "press" a heavier burden, a greater responsibility, and a mission more related to the future of the country onto Zeng Linglong's shoulders.

They came to urge, and even "force," this young true dragon to thoroughly practice the Zeng family's ancestral precept of "serving the country with utmost loyalty," and to dedicate his abilities to this land without reservation.

Fourth, there was the complicated and tangled marriage contract.

This might be an opportunity, a pretext, or even a tacitly agreed-upon "binding" strategy among the elderly.

The marriage between Zeng and Yan was significant in ways that went far beyond mere romantic love.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere had subtly shifted from a joyful family gathering to a somber, solemn, and turbulent arena of supreme power.

The aroma of tea remains, but the air is now filled with a profound atmosphere that could influence the fate of the nation.

All the power of discourse, all the attention, all the expectations and plans, are now silently converging on one person—

Zeng Linglong.

He stood at the boundary between light and shadow, calmly accepting the scrutiny and expectations from various giants.

He knew that from the moment he stepped into this home, he was no longer the solitary "Zeng Long".

He is Zeng Linglong, and his stage will be the entire nation and the world.

The group of elderly people in front of him are not only his supporters, but also his most important companions and... "examiners" on his future path.