Old Harden, can you handle having your vision-shifting abilities on all the time?

The car traveled on the highway for about forty minutes, then drove along the county road for another ten minutes after exiting the highway, and finally entered a rural road lined with poplar trees on both sides.

At the end of the road is a village nestled among green trees.

Xujia Village.

Xu Xing's hometown.

The car stopped outside my second great-uncle's yard.

Xu Xing's gaze quickly locked onto a black Mercedes-Benz GLC parked on the side of the road.

I walked over and glanced inside through the car window.

In the driver's seat, Xu Yanle was leaning back, his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

He had clearly stayed here all night, waiting for his second uncle to give in.

Without hesitation, Xu Xing reached out and grabbed the car door handle, pulling hard.

The car door was locked and couldn't be opened.

He frowned, then raised his right fist and slammed it into the driver's side window.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the car window shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly covered the entire pane of glass.

Xu Yanle was startled by the sudden loud noise and opened her eyes abruptly. When she saw Xu Xing standing outside the car, her face turned deathly pale.

"dad……"

He instinctively shouted, his voice filled with fear and panic.

Xu Xing didn't give him a chance to speak. He reached into the broken car window, grabbed his collar, and pulled him out forcefully.

Xu Yanle was pulled out of the driver's seat and slammed heavily to the ground.

"what!"

He let out a scream, and before he could get up, Xu Xing kicked him in the chest.

"Hmm!"

Xu Yanle was kicked so hard that he rolled backward twice, clutching his chest, his face flushed, and he couldn't breathe.

Xu Xing stepped forward, looking down at him with eyes as cold as ice shards in the dead of winter.

"Brainless and spineless, how dare he go back to Xujia Village?"

His voice wasn't loud, but every word carried a chilling coldness.

Xu Yanle clutched her chest, struggled to lift her head, and looked at Xu Xing's expressionless face, a fear she had never felt before welling up inside her.

"Dad...I..."

He opened his mouth, as if to explain something.

But Xu Xing didn't give him a chance.

He bent down, grabbed his collar, lifted him off the ground, and then punched him in the face.

"Bang!"

The punch landed squarely on Xu Yanle's nose, and blood spurted out instantly.

"what!"

Xu Yanle let out a shrill scream, fell backward and crashed heavily to the ground, blood streaming from his nose and tears and snot covering his face.

Xu Xing did not stop.

He stepped forward, placed one foot on Xu Yanle's chest, and leaned down to look at him coldly.

Xu Yanle was being trampled and gasping for breath, her face covered in blood and tears, her voice trembling with sobs: "Dad... I was wrong... I really know I was wrong... Please forgive me just this once... just this once..."

"forgive?"

Xu Xing's lips curled into a cold smile. "When you were harassing my second and third uncles, why didn't you ever think about asking for my forgiveness?"

He loosened his grip and took a step back.

Xu Yanle thought he was going to let her go, so she struggled to get up.

But the next second, Xu Xing kicked him in the stomach again.

"Hmm!"

Xu Yanle was curled up like a shrimp, clutching his stomach, his face pale, unable to even scream.

Xu Xing gave him no chance to catch his breath, grabbed his hair and lifted him off the ground, then punched him repeatedly in the face with both hands.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Every punch landed squarely, without the slightest mercy.

Xu Yanle was beaten black and blue, his teeth were loose, his mouth was full of blood, and even his pleas for mercy became muffled.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of the villagers.

Several elderly people stood up from under the old locust tree and peered out.

Some young people and women also came out of their homes and stood on the roadside to watch the excitement.

"Isn't that Xu Xing?"

"It really is him! Why did he hit someone?"

"Who's that guy who got hit? He looks kind of familiar..."

"It looks like Xu Yanle! That ungrateful son of Xu Xing!"

"Wow! Father and son fighting? This is going to be interesting!"

There were murmurs and comments, but no one stepped forward to break up the fight.

Everyone in Xujia Village knew about the relationship between Xu Xing and Xu Yanle, and also knew that Xu Yanle had broken off relations with Xu Xing in order to curry favor with his mother-in-law's family by having their child take the woman's surname.

Now, seeing Xu Xing brutally beating Xu Yanle, most people only have one thought in their minds.

Should!

Just then, the sound of a cane tapping the ground came from behind.

Two elderly people with white hair walked out, leaning on their canes and trembling.

One was his second great-uncle, and the other was his third great-uncle.

The two elderly people were both in their late eighties or early nineties, with gray hair and wrinkles on their faces, but they were still in good spirits.

They saw Xu Xing grabbing Xu Yanle's hair and punching him in the face repeatedly, but they didn't say anything to stop him. They just stood by and watched quietly.

When the villagers saw the two elderly people come out, they all quieted down.

Xu Xing punched Xu Yanle a dozen more times until Xu Yanle's face was swollen like a pig's head and he couldn't even open his eyes before he let go.

Xu Yanle collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, groaning softly, unable to even stand up.

Xu Xing straightened up and exhaled a long breath.

The pent-up frustration in my chest finally dissipated.

He turned around, looked at his second and third uncles standing not far away, straightened his collar, and bowed to the two old men.

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, your unfilial grandson has disturbed your peace because of me."

His voice was filled with sincere apology, "Grandson apologizes to both of you uncles."

The second uncle, leaning on his cane, looked at him in silence for a moment, then nodded.

Xu Xing straightened up, then turned to the Xu family villagers around him and bowed again.

"Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, I apologize to you all for bringing shame upon the Xu family and causing you to be gossiped about behind your backs because of my failure to properly raise my children."

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly at the quiet village entrance.

The villagers looked at each other, some muttered a few words, but most of them said nothing.

Xu Xing straightened up, looked around, and then said loudly, "To make up for my mistake, I have decided to personally contribute two million to renovate the Xu family ancestral hall."

These words immediately caused a stir among the crowd.

Two million!

Renovate the ancestral hall!

This is a considerable sum for an ordinary rural family.

Xu Xing continued, "Furthermore, please ask your two uncles to remove Xu Yanle from the Xu family genealogy."

These words caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Erasing the family tree? That's a big deal!"

"Xu Xing is trying to completely sever ties with his son!"

"No wonder, anyone would be furious if they had to deal with such an ungrateful person."