Combat Emperor: Zhang Yu's Journey
Chapters... 2: Terminating the Marriage Contract
After beating Wen Xin unconscious, Zhang Yu left as soon as he told the residents not to help.
Of course, not a single resident dared to refute his words. Even when Zhang Yu's back had already disappeared from their sight, it remained that no one came close to where Wen Xin was. They would turn around when they wanted to walk, thinking of Wen Xin as a carcass that gave off a foul scent if it got too close.
In a residence, Zhang Yu walked over while humming. He was very impatient to meet his father and aunt who he had lived for about two years.
They will be very happy! Her thought.
Zhang Yu was already in the courtyard, the main door would appear after a few steps. However, his footsteps stopped to see his father who was walking with two people. One was a middle-aged man while the other was a young woman.
It didn't take long for Zhang Yu to recognize who they were. Sixth elder-Zhang Zhou and also his daughter, Zhang Ying.
"Why did they meet Dad?" Zhang Yu looked for a safe place, not wanting them to know if he stole the conversation.
"Second Chief, it's not that I don't want to continue this marriage contract. It's just that your son hasn't been back in two years. Who's gonna guarantee that he's alive today?"
Zhang Long widened his eyes at Zhang Zhou's words, but he immediately restrained his anger at remembering the relationship between them.
"Sixth Chief, I hope this marriage contract continues. I'm sure Yu'er will be back."
Zhang Zhou became confused, while Zhang Ying was already unable to bear it and started speaking up. "Uncle, your son can't cultivate. Even if she comes back, I won't be willing to marry her either. A woman needs a strong man, not a piece of trash like her."
"Even a wooden doll might be better than him," he grunted softly.
Zhang Yu who heard the complete conversation they felt his face hot with anger. Hands clenched and eyes became sharp.
"As you wish! I also want to cancel this marriage contract."
A voice out of nowhere made the three people who were talking squinted their eyes. Their gaze was then fixed on the figure of the young man who had just come out of hiding while carrying the scroll which was the marriage contract.
Srak!
In one tear the marriage contract was torn apart and destroyed. Zhang Yu tore it right in front of Zhang Ying's face and dropped it like trash.
Zhang Ying was detached from the shock. He stared at the tear of the marriage contract and his face flushed red.
He should be satisfied with that. But the thought of Zhang Yu tearing up the marriage contract, made himself feel as a banished party. Zhang Yu was just a piece of trash. Nah! He does not accept!
Zhang Ying clenched his teeth, both of his hands were already clenched. Fortunately, Zhang Zhou's father calmed him down. "Ying'er, this is our goal. Can we go back?" ask her with a smile.
Hmh!
Despite his reluctance, Zhang Ying complied and went back to his residence. But the resentment towards Zhang Yu was still very deep and even bigger than before.
While Zhang Long was, the man had still been silent like a statue since Zhang Yu's appearance. Slowly blinked his eyes and then looked at the figure before him.
"Yu'er?!"
Zhang Yu nodded. "Right dad, I'm Yu'er your son."
The middle-aged man's tears could no longer be contained, he hugged the son who had left him two years.
After being satisfied Zhang Long had just released Zhang Yu, then said, "When your aunt read the letter you wrote, she was very worried and did not sleep for a few days."
"Really?" Zhang Yu's two eyebrows slightly raised.
"Certain ...."
"Of course not. It was precisely your father who was so worried that he did not sleep. Although aunt is worried too but auntie is sure you'll be fine."
Zhang Bing, the aunt opened the door still by sitting on a wheelchair, her hands folded in front as if rebuking Zhang Long who made up a fake story.
"Abibi ... Daddy?" Zhang Yu did not believe this reality.
Zhang Long threw his face away, he led Zhang Yu inside. "Don't believe it, there's no such thing."
They sat in the living room, Zhang Bing went to the kitchen and returned with food and drinks. Limitations did not erase his intention to give his nephew the best.
"Yu'er, are you okay?" zhang Long asked after sitting opposite the son.
Zhang Yu enjoyed his aunt's homemade food, nodding his head like there was no burden.
"Don't think about it too much, I have an acquaintance of a friend who has a daughter. She's beautiful too, you don't ...."
"Dad, you misunderstood. I didn't think about the marriage contract at all. After all he who doesn't appreciate me doesn't deserve to stand beside me."
Hearing this Zhang Long came to a realization. He underestimated his son. Zhang Yu did not feel depressed at all or as he thought.
"Yu'er, what about your development? Is there progress?" zhang Bing asked trying to shift the subject.
"..."
Zhang Yu was momentarily silent, the tail of his eyes glanced at the father as well as the aunt, both of whom were very curious about him. Out of nowhere and since when, suddenly came the evil idea to prank them.
"Not yet ...." While saying Zhang Yu lowered his face, his head swayed weakly.
As soon as Zhang Bing felt guilty, so did Zhang Long. The man immediately patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder and encouraged him. "Yu'er, don't give up! Even if you can't cultivate, as long as there's a father, you don't have to worry."
Zhang Yu who saw the expressions of his father and aunt could no longer help but laugh.
Haha...
Zhang Yu laughed as he rubbed the corner of his watery eyes, of course this made the pair of younger sisters and older brothers astonished.
"Why, is something wrong?"
Zhang Yu was still laughing, making Zhang Bing extend a hand and examine his forehead. "It's not hot, but why is it like this?"
At this time Zhang Yu put away Zhang Bing's hand while taking a deep breath. "Dad, aunt, I was just kidding."
Zhang Yu circulated his Qi, Zhang Long as well as Zhang Bing who felt it instantly fell silent. Their eyes widened perfectly and hands trembled in surprise.
"Yu'er, you ...."
Zhang Yu nodded. "Yes Dad, Auntie. I'm no longer a useless piece of trash. Now I can cultivate."
"..."
"Yu'er, you surprised me. But I'm glad to hear it."
After being silent for a while, Zhang Long could not help his happiness. Especially when it came to realizing Zhang Yu's cultivation level that had reached the level of an eight-star expert.
A 17 year old reaching the level of a seven star beginner could already be said to be a genius, a 20 year old reaching the level of a one star expert was said to be a rare genius. But ... 19-year-old Zhang Yu had already reached the level of an eight-star expert. Even her back then who was said to be the genius of Qian Gu City had only managed to reach the same level at the age of 24.
Doesn't mean Zhang Yu's talent is better than hers. Even the entire Qian Gu City had nothing to compare to him.
Zhang Long was delighted to the point of being speechless, he looked at Zhang Yu in tears.
"Yu'er, what are you going to do next?"
Zhang Yu looked up and his jet eyes described a great purpose. He smiled at his father and said, "The way of maturity. I'm going to attend the maturation show, Dad."
Zhang Long pensively heard Zhang Yu's words. His forehead slowly creased. "Yu'er, you no longer have to participate in maturity events. With your talent now, I'm sure ...."
Not waiting for his father to finish speaking, Zhang Yu shook his head. Of course this made Zhang Long and Zhang Bing squint.
"No dad, I have to attend the maturity show. Because it was an obligation for the members of the Zhang Clan." While saying the smile on his face revealed a veiled intention. Zhang Long looked at Zhang Bing, but just like the elder brother, he could not figure out the contents of Zhang Yu's mind.