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

General Liu and General Zhang, two military giants, first greeted Zeng Rong, Yan Fushan and other retired senior leaders after entering the hall.

His posture was respectful yet composed.

Immediately, the two exchanged a knowing glance.

All eyes were immediately fixed on the absolute protagonist of the night—Zeng Linglong.

General Liu wore a smile that appeared amiable but was actually laced with calculation.

He strode up to Zeng Linglong, and without saying a word, reached out and touched Zeng Linglong's head.

That gesture was just like an elder rubbing the head of their most successful junior to show affection.

"Whoosh!"

Zeng Linglong's reaction was as fast as a ghost!

Old Liu had only raised his hand halfway.

His figure swayed slightly, and he had already slipped away to the side without leaving a trace.

They narrowly avoided that "claw of evil".

His face wore an expression of "I'd rather not," and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Hey Mr. Liu, can't we talk this out properly? Don't start by resorting to violence, okay?"

"ha!"

General Liu's hand stopped in mid-air, and instead of being angry, he smiled and glared.

"Hey kid, when did you see me use my 'feet'? I just wanted to pat my grandson's head and show him some affection, is that so wrong?"

"What……?"

Zeng Linglong pointed his finger back at the tip of his nose, and that look reappeared on his face.

"Who am I? Where am I? And whose grandson have I become?"

The classic bewildered expression.

"When did I... become your grandson again? Isn't my seniority rising a bit too fast?"

General Liu proudly gestured with his chin toward Zeng Xu.

"Then you'll have to ask your own grandfather! Kid, by seniority and lineage, I'm more than qualified to be your grandfather! Your grandfather was my old boss back in the day, and I even saved his life! With that life-or-death bond, isn't his grandson my grandson?"

Grandpa Zeng stroked his beard and laughed heartily from the main seat, confirming in a loud voice.

"Xiao Long, General Liu is right! According to the customs and sentiments of the older generation, it's perfectly reasonable for you to call him 'Grandpa Liu'!"

"Did you hear that?"

General Liu immediately seized the opportunity, his face beaming with joy, and tried to approach again.

"Hurry up, stop dawdling, call me 'Grandpa' and let me hear it! That's what I want to hear today!"

"Give me a break!"

Zeng Linglong waved his hands repeatedly, looking like he didn't believe his nonsense.

"Old Liu, that's just following the 'old traditions.' If we go by that logic, do I have to call every single one of these grandfathers here today 'Grandpa'? I'd have way too many 'Grandpas,' wouldn't I? Could I even call them all?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several eager and energetic voices echoed almost simultaneously!

Yan Fushan, Elder Teng, Elder Zhao, and even General Zhang who had just entered all leaned forward, their faces showing affirmation and their eyes fixed intently on Zeng Linglong.

Yan Fushan patted Zeng Linglong on the shoulder triumphantly (this time Zeng Linglong didn't dodge), and spoke at the top of his lungs:

"Kid! You're smart enough to know what's good for you! You finally understand? You really should call us old folks 'Grandpa'!"

He glanced around at the others, his tone carrying a proud air of "we're very picky":

You should know that we old folks are usually quite proud!

If someone else wanted to call us grandpa? We wouldn't even bother to lift an eyelid!

He lowered his voice, feigning mystery:

Even when our own grandson calls us "Grandpa," it depends on our mood!

When I'm in a bad mood, humph, one glare from me can scare those brats so much they won't dare sit at the dinner table for three days!

These words drew nods of agreement from Elder Teng and Elder Zhao, who deeply agreed with them.

General Zhang stroked his chin, his face clearly saying, "That's true."

The other members of the Zeng family in the hall were now looking at Zeng Linglong.

It was no longer just pride, but also a deep, almost overflowing envy.

They knew all too well what kind of status and temperament these old men held!

To be able to get them to actively "beg" to recognize a grandson, and to receive their collective approval, is an unprecedented "honor" in Beijing's top social circles!

Especially those who served in the military, such as Zeng Wen, Zeng Yong, and Zeng Sheng.

Looking at Zeng Linglong and General Liu—the highest-ranking officer they usually had to hold their breath to report to—

Such a relaxed and casual conversation, even with a hint of playful banter, left me deeply moved.

If the commanders of other military regions saw this scene, their eyes would probably pop out of their sockets!

Looking at this group of "disrespectful elders" who were smiling and waiting for him to call them "grandpa," he felt a pang of envy.

Zeng Linglong's usual coldness slowly melted away, and the corners of his mouth began to curl upwards.

Gradually, that signature roguish smile, tinged with a hint of wickedness, a touch of unruliness, and a hint of cunning, emerged.

Those who know him well know that once he shows this smile, it means someone is about to "go into trouble," even if the other party is the King of Heaven himself.

He cleared his throat and spoke in an unusually "obedient," even somewhat "naive," tone:

"Sure! What's wrong with calling him 'Grandpa'?"

"Not only will I call you that, I'll keep calling you that! From now on, whenever I meet anyone, I'll tell them, 'You are all my grandfathers! Even closer than my own grandfathers!'"

He paused, a sly glint in his eyes, and his tone became even more "sincere":

"Anyway, I've always been a wild child, and I have a bad temper. I'm always prone to getting into small trouble and making a mess of things."

"Before, without anyone to back me up, I had to be more cautious. Now, with so many grandfathers who are 'closer than my own grandfathers' supporting me, what do I have to be afraid of?"

"Afraid of causing trouble? What a load of rubbish!"

His gaze swept over the elderly men, and his smile grew even brighter:

"Grandpas, what I said, is it right?"

"Fuck...!"

The smiles on the faces of the old men froze instantly, and they almost simultaneously cursed in their hearts!

They were so busy teasing and trying to win over this excellent "grandson" that they momentarily forgot about the boy's true nature—

This is hardly the obedient junior you're talking about.

This is clearly a "troublemaker" with a deep mind, extraordinary methods, and a terrifying ability to both cause trouble and solve problems!

It's only been a few days since the incident in Shijiagou Village.

Was that a small commotion?

Let him take advantage of the situation and recognize so many "grandfathers".

If he really uses this title to "stir up trouble" in the future...

Haven't these old guys become his "protective shield" and "scapegoat"?

Just imagining that scene, the several seasoned elders couldn't help but shudder at the same time.

General Liu reacted the fastest, his whole body jolted, and he quickly waved his hand, his tone changing completely:

"No, no, no! You little rascal, you just caused such a commotion in Shijiagou Village, the aftershocks haven't even died down yet! You're not going to get back to Beijing, barely settled in, and already thinking of causing trouble again, are you?"

"The whole province is cracking down right now, and it's all thanks to you! Can't you just shut up for a second?"