Wang Chao had been living overseas for years, traveling to all the countries of the seven continents and three oceans. He had seen many Dragon Kingdom nationals who had immigrated.
In their perspective, there was only one thing that mattered: living a good life in the present moment, focusing on their own interests. They were selfish and would do anything for their own well-being. The country, ancestors, and anything else were not within their consideration.
Upon hearing this, Wang Anguo's eyes filled with anger. He exclaimed, "This is ridiculous! No ancestors? How can that be? The things left by our ancestors are our heritage! If there are no ancestors, then there is no us! No them!"
"Remembering our ancestors, tending to their graves, is a sign of respect for our forefathers!"
"If those people have a bit of money and run off to live abroad, who will take care of the ancestors' graves? How can they honor their ancestors?"
He became infuriated and cursed vehemently.
"Dad, there's no need to get so worked up. Whether one chooses to immigrate or stay put is a personal choice and capability. In one's lifetime, as long as they have a clear conscience, it's enough," Wang Chao calmly replied.
Though many people had chosen to live abroad, he didn't feel the need to condemn them excessively.
"Even if they have a clear conscience, they still need to live up to their nation, ancestors, country, and the blood running in their veins!" Wang Anguo raged.
"Yes, yes, we strongly condemn them!" Wang Chao said.
"Yes, strongly condemn!" Wang Anguo fumed.
Wang Chao couldn't help but smile wryly.
His father's reaction was unexpected, but at the same time, it was not surprising. Most of the older generation, even though they had lived in hardship, held a deep love for the land of the Dragon Kingdom.
No matter how tough life was, they never thought of leaving this land.
As they spoke, the two of them returned home.
At this moment, Li Han, Wang Baozhu, Wang Baoyu, Wang Bin, and Wang Cheng had already changed into their clothes and were ready.
"What about Baoqi?" Wang Anguo asked.
"While you and Chao were practicing boxing, she had already gone to school. She said she wanted to study on her own since the college entrance exams are coming up. She wants to study hard," Li Han explained, glancing at Wang Chao and Wang Anguo.
"You two hurry up and take a shower and change clothes. We're about to leave," Li Han urged.
Wang Anguo and Wang Chao each went to take a shower. In less than ten minutes, they had changed into their clothes and came out.
With seven family members, one car was not enough, so Wang Chao had to call Zhao Kun and have him drive a Rolls-Royce to pick them up and transport them to the place where they would attend the banquet for the Li family's elderly lady.
Fushan City, Chancity.
This was Li Han's hometown and the town where the Li family resided.
Hilton Hotel.
After a two-hour journey in Wang Chao and Zhao Kun's car, they finally arrived at the entrance.
"Mr. Wang, I'll wait for you at the entrance," Zhao Kun said respectfully.
Since the last time he received the god-level martial arts technique from Wang Chao, his cultivation had made rapid progress, gradually breaking through bottlenecks.
Because of this, he looked at Wang Chao with admiration, gratitude, and respect. His attitude towards Wang Chao's family was particularly deferential and enthusiastic.
"Mr. Zhao, there's no need for that," Wang Anguo said, surprised.
Zhao Kun was a military expert from the Canton Zhao family, and even a war god-level master!
For such a person to personally drive them and act as their exclusive driver, it felt like a dream to Wang Anguo.
"Brother Wang, it's my honor to serve you," Zhao Kun said.
Wang Anguo, Li Han, and the others looked at each other, not understanding why Zhao Kun was being so enthusiastic, despite knowing that Wang Chao had saved the Zhao family's old master. They felt that this level of warmth was hard to bear.
"Oh? Isn't this Li Han? Hehe, bringing the whole family to mooch off a free meal again?"
As they were talking, a sarcastic voice rang out.
Soon after, a Mercedes-Benz E300L pulled up in front of them.
A middle-aged man in a suit and a large pompadour hairstyle stepped out. He looked at Li Han, Wang Anguo, and the others with disdain, his face filled with arrogance.
"Li Xingwang."
Wang Anguo and Li Han's expressions darkened when they saw this person.
Li Xingwang, Li Han's cousin, owned a small company in Fushan City. With the help of the Li family, his business was doing quite well, and his assets barely reached over three million.
However, he was a snobbish person, favoring the rich and despising the poor. He would flatter and curry favor with the Li family's elderly lady, but he would mock and belittle Wang Anguo's family, never showing them any respect.
"What do you mean, Li Xingwang?" Wang Anguo said in a deep voice.
"Wang Anguo, don't pretend. Over these years, whenever something happened to our Li family, you always brought your entire family to freeload, didn't you?"
Li Xingwang cast a disdainful look at Wang Chao and the others and sneered, "You used to come dressed in rags, and each time you would take away a lot of food, freeloading and mooching off like a beggar. You've brought shame upon our Li family."
"This year, you seem to have a bit of self-awareness, at least you're wearing decent clothes."
"But you needy people, even if you wear a crown, you are still not kings. You are still poor, garbage!"
His voice was loud, filled with contempt, disdain, and scorn, belittling Wang Chao's family to dust.
Wang Anguo and Li Han's expressions turned extremely ugly upon hearing his words.
Li Xingwang's words were like knives, piercing their hearts.
They wanted to refute, but when they remembered what they had done in the past, they could not come up with a rebuttal.
In the past, when they're poor, they would be mocked every time they came to gatherings, but they would still take away a lot of food to give to Wang Baoqi, Wang Cheng, and the other children.
Now, being ridiculed, they could not argue back.
Li Xingwang glanced at Wang Chao's BMW and Zhao Kun's Rolls-Royce and sneered, "Heh, you needy ghosts are willing to spend money, renting two luxury cars to save face."
Pausing for a moment, he poked Wang Anguo's chest, "Wang Anguo, stop pretending to be well-off when you are poor!"
Wang Anguo clenched his teeth and pushed Li Xingwang away.
"Oh, you have a temper now? Wang Anguo, if you dare to push me, I'll kill you!" Li Xingwang's face turned cold.
After saying that, he swung his fist and aimed it at Wang Anguo.
Wang Anguo was caught off guard and stood there, not knowing how to dodge.
At that moment, Wang Chao pulled his father back a little, then swiftly moved, launching a surprise attack. With a loud slap, he fiercely struck Li Xingwang across the face, causing him to retreat several steps, his face stinging with pain.
Wang Chao's gaze was filled with anger and sharpness as he coldly stared at him, "You are asking for death!"
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