Chapter 6: Second Uncle
A head of glossy black long hair naturally cascades down to her waist, and her slightly childish delicate face is exquisite and beautiful. The girl is only fourteen years old, and her graceful and slender figure stands tall, presenting a unique charm
This woman is named Han Xueying. Although she is referred to as the daughter of Han Zixuan, several elders of the Han family are aware that she is not the biological child of Han Zixuan, as Han Zixuan remains single to this day and has not married.
Although he held Han Jinpeng in contempt, Han Yu had to admit that in front of him, he felt like an ant, completely at his mercy and utterly powerless to resist
The young girl stood beside Han Zixuan, resembling a lotus emerging from the water, exuding an ethereal aura akin to that of a snow lotus in bloom, which was by no means inferior to the latter. It is truly hard to imagine how captivating and stunning the girl will be in a few more years, a beauty that could topple nations and cities
Gritting his teeth, clenching his fists, with his nails digging deep into his palms, Han Yu's gaze sharpened as he slightly raised his head and spoke word by word, "Han Jinpeng, if I do not die today, I will make you repay tenfold in the future"
This ... ... '' Han Yu furrowed his brows slightly, revealing a hint of hesitation
The number of Han family disciples gathering beside the martial arts training ground is increasing, among them are quite a few village guards, whispering to each other. Many feel a sense of relief seeing Han Wei being beaten, as it is evident that they have often been bullied by this scoundrel. However, some are even more worried about Han Yu. Although he is also a direct descendant of the Han family, everyone in the Han family knows that within the clan, this young master holds a status that is even lower than that of a collateral descendant.
Han Zixuan's intervention left Han Wei feeling quite disheartened, especially when he saw the usually aloof Han Xueying from the clan being so close to Han Yu. His anger intensified; such a proud individual not only attracted many young admirers within the Han family but also had numerous suitors in Taiyan Town, who regarded her as their dream lover
"Yu'er, are you alright!" The fair and delicate hand gently caressed Han Yu's nape. When Han Zixuan looked at Han Yu, the anger that had filled her clear, water-like beautiful eyes dissipated, replaced by a rare softness.
Is this my second uncle, who shares the same lineage as my father? Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from Han Jinpeng, Han Yu tightened his grip, a surge of anger rising within him. If he had the strength, he would have loved to tear apart that hideous face, but at this moment, he could only endure
Only a few feet to his left, a transcendentally beautiful woman stood gracefully. Her stunning face and enchanting figure, at first glance, resembled that of an extraordinary young girl, so slender and captivating that it was truly hard to imagine she was a woman on the thirtieth day of the lunar year
It is my aunt! Upon sensing this delightful fragrance, Han Yu felt a surge of joy in his heart, his brows relaxing, and the worries he had just moments ago completely dissipated, as his star-like eyes followed the trail of the fragrant aroma.
You little beast, do you think you can just walk away so easily after hurting someone?
Seeing Han Zixuan block Han Jinpeng's attack for Han Yu, the onlooking members of the Han family all displayed a look of astonishment. Although Han Zixuan has remained aloof from worldly affairs within the Han family, her status is one that even the eldest of the Han family cannot reach, second only to Old Master Han. The reason is simple: she has stepped into the realm of half-step True Martial, making her the only descendant of the Han family with a chance to enter the True Martial realm.
Seeing Han Jinpeng make his move, Han Jun and Han Wei felt a surge of delight in their hearts. Han Jinpeng was one of the few innate late-stage cultivators in the Han family. This seemingly casual strike was enough to completely destroy the meridians within Han Yu's body. In this way, Han Yu, who would be rendered a cripple, would be at their mercy.
A gust of wind swept in, swift as lightning. Under the gaze of his eyes, the shadow of the palm, although still appearing extremely slow and seemingly easy to evade, carried a momentum that caused Han Yu to momentarily halt.
That is Fourth Aunt, Han Yu is truly fortunate to have her protection, no wonder he dares to confront Wei Shao
However, his father, Han Zifeng, entered the innate realm at the age of fourteen, stepped into the half-step True Martial realm at fifteen, and achieved the True Martial realm at sixteen, earning the title of the pride of heaven in Taiyan Town, enjoying boundless glory
"Tsk tsk, I was just teasing you, look at how stingy you are!" Han Xueying said, her fair and delicate hand lightly covering her small mouth as she laughed
"I don't need your thanks!" Han Xueying's pair of lively eyes kept darting around Han Yu, and then she chuckled, "If you truly want to thank me, then give me this demon wolf. I happen to be in need of a wolf fur to keep warm!"
The slightly desperate gaze of the father is vividly etched in memory; that expression, even now, feels like a sharp blade piercing Han Yu's heart. The despair does not stem from the loss of the spiritual herb that suppressed the cold poison, but rather from the brother's ruthless indifference, which has left Han Zifeng utterly disillusioned
"Second Brother, do you really intend to cripple Yu'er with such a heavy hand?" Han Zixuan cast a faint glance at Han Jinpeng, her dissatisfaction clearly evident in her expression.
"Yu Shao, can you stop? If this continues, it is likely to lead to a fatal incident!" Seeing Han Wei with blood continuously oozing from the corner of his mouth, Han Jun felt a deep sense of unease. If anything were to happen to this young master, he would certainly be in serious trouble.
So it turns out it was Miss Xueying who invited the Fourth Aunt. The young men of the Han family nearby, upon hearing this, could not help but reveal jealousy in their eyes when they looked at Han Yu. "Miss Xueying, noble as a princess, how could she be so close to this useless Han Yu?"
As Han Yu took a few steps forward, a sudden jolt surged through his heart; the voice sounded so detestable in his ears. It was he who had snatched a spirit mushroom capable of suppressing the cold poison within his father from his aunt all those years ago, and then, he had left behind a harsh remark, declaring it to be a possession of the Han family, and that as a sinner of the Han family, he was unworthy to enjoy it
Indeed, it is an uncultured thing to dare to directly call my name. This time, I cannot let it go lightly; otherwise, it will rebel against the heavens in the future! Han Jinpeng's expression darkened, and with a heavy step that felt like a mountain, he advanced forward, causing the entire ground to tremble. With a whoosh, his palm, as large as a fan, stirred up a mighty wind and struck fiercely towards Han Yu!
Just as Han Yu was pondering, a loud bang suddenly echoed in his ears, and a wave of powerful force directly knocked him back several feet. Immediately, a familiar fragrance wafted into his nostrils with the wind
She is Han Yu's aunt, Han Zixuan
As for the true identity of this woman, no one in the Han family is aware of it. Given Han Zixuan's position in the Han family, no one dares to discuss this matter. If it were not for a chance revelation from his father, Han Yu would also be completely unaware of it
Who would provoke someone like Westbrook? Do they not know the value of restraint? Even if they were to let Westbrook beat them up, it would be better than the current situation! Feeling the cold words of Han Jinpeng, the members of the Han family who were observing around felt a shiver in their hearts and began to whisper among themselves
Slowly turning around, with a slight lift of his gaze, he beheld a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe, who appeared somewhat portly. The man had a square face, and his thick brows were tightly furrowed. When his eyes fell upon Han Yu, a flash of ferocity crossed his expression, and a powerful aura emanated from him, enveloping Han Yu.
The late stage of innate talent is regarded as an unattainable realm in the eyes of ordinary cultivators. Having such a master stationed in an ordinary family is sufficient to ensure its prosperity for a time.
"Rest assured, if this little beast dares to lay a hand on you, I, as your father, will not let him off lightly today!" Han Jinpeng, seeing his precious son in such a miserable state, felt even more furious. "I have always cared for Wei'er in every possible way and have never lost my temper even a little. Yet you, this beast, have treated him so ruthlessly. Today, I shall enforce the rules of the Han family, so you may understand the principles of seniority and respect!"
Is this the might of the later stage of innate talent? Han Yu couldn't help but reveal a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of disdain flickering in his eyes
Given such an injury, he should be lying down for at least ten to fifteen days!" After glancing at Han Wei, who was curled up on the ground, Han Yu finally ceased his actions. As long as he does not come to trouble me in the near future, that will be sufficient
In that year, Han Yinian was only eight years old, yet he permanently etched that scene in his heart. He vowed that when he grew up, he would never allow his father to suffer even the slightest humiliation
It was indeed his aunt who arrived just in time; otherwise, Yu'er would have likely been rendered incapable of further cultivation due to his current state. In the future, he would have been unable to practice again! Han Yu's tone carried a hint of petulance, and his eyes glistened with moisture. In the Han family, only this aunt treated him as her own.
A deep voice, like muffled thunder, quietly resonated in the ears of the crowd. Upon hearing this, Han Wei felt as if he had grasped a lifeline, his expression brightening with joy, "It is my father!"
Rest assured, I will definitely take charge of this matter for you. Han Jinpeng's brows twitched slightly; at this moment, the incident of Han Yu injuring Han Wei had already spread throughout the Han family. If he could not even deal with this child personally, how would he establish his authority in the Han family in the future
With his palm clenched into a fist, Han Yu silently vowed to himself. Then, he slightly raised his eyebrows and met Han Jinpeng's gaze fearlessly, stating word by word, "Han Wei spoke disrespectfully and acted first. According to the clan rules, I am not at fault!"
It seems that Han Yu is in for a big misfortune
With a grave tone and a gaze filled with hatred, Han Jinpeng and his son each uttered a word: "beast," "bastard," piercing Han Yu's heart like a sharp blade
This person is Han Jia's second son, Han Jinpeng, who currently holds the financial authority of the Han family
Han Wei shot a fierce glare at Han Yu, then immediately turned to look at Han Jinpeng with a pitiful expression, "Father..."
Upon seeing Han Yu's figure, Han Wei felt a surge of anxiety in his heart. He truly did not expect that someone in the Han family would dare to treat him this way, even his several exceptionally talented brothers would not dare to do so. After a brief moment of anxiety, hatred suddenly arose in Han Wei's heart
"Those who insult others will inevitably be insulted in return. If you offend me, I will repay you tenfold. Therefore, in the future, do not seek humiliation in front of me!" Han Yu cast a faint glance at Han Wei, then turned and left.
I must become stronger, so that those who despise me can no longer look down on me
"Hehe, then thank you very much, Sister Xueying. However, at this moment, I have nothing to offer in return for your kindness." Looking at the girl before him, Han Yu felt a slight stir in his heart. Although their relationship was quite good, he still appeared somewhat reserved in front of her.
At this moment, although Han Wei was being beaten to the point of unbearable pain, he stubbornly clenched his teeth and refused to plead for mercy due to his pride, while his resentful gaze was fixed on Han Yu like a venomous snake.
"Brother Hanyu, why aren't you thanking me? If I hadn't informed Mother, would she have arrived here so promptly?" Beside Han Zixuan, a girl dressed in a purple tulle skirt, with sparkling eyes, stuck out her tongue and smiled at Han Yu.
If my father had not been injured, would this insignificant Han Jinpeng, who is merely a late bloomer, dare to lay a hand on me
Father, the pain of the child is unbearable; you must seek justice for me and eliminate this bastard!" Han Wei curled up on the ground, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was filled with a look of grievance that evoked sympathy in others
At this moment, Han Jinpeng suddenly retreated about three meters, and a flush of red appeared on his face as he gasped for breath. When his gaze fell upon Han Zixuan, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, "Half-step True Martial, such formidable strength!"
Second Uncle
Under this oppressive atmosphere, he was utterly unable to evade it. The demon wolf, which had previously felt weightless on his shoulders, gradually became as heavy as a mountain. His legs, which he had always considered to be extremely stable, now trembled slightly, as if they could collapse to the ground at any moment