"Yes!" Yuan Zhen immediately bowed and was about to leave.
"Forget it!" Yuan Jingzhi waved his hand. "I get angry just at the sight of him. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come. Third son, I have placed all my hopes on you. Look at this magnificent statue. You must take the Flaming Fighter as your example and bring glory to our Yuan family."
"Father, please rest assured. I will become a Flaming Fighter sooner or later," Yuan Zhen said, looking at his father with fanaticism in his eyes. Although Yuan Zhen's aptitude was mediocre, he was extremely fond of martial arts and practiced desperately every day. He was a man with an intense desire for power.
Yuan Jingzhi smiled and said, "Of course, I hope you become stronger and stronger. But don't set such a lofty goal for yourself. If you can't achieve it, don't let it undermine your self - confidence."
Yuan Jingzhi looked up at the huge statue. "On the entire Flaming Continent, there are more than ten thousand cities. Each of these cities has a history of tens of thousands of years. Among these ten thousand cities, only a thousand Flaming Fighters have emerged in tens of thousands of years. On average, only one emerges every tens of thousands of years among thirty cities. All of them are the favored sons of heaven. Their aptitudes are not just one in ten thousand, but one in millions or even tens of millions. Besides, luck, adventures, setbacks, hardships, and stepping - stones are all indispensable. Only in this way can one possibly become the most powerful Flaming Fighter. Third son, your aptitude is only barely good. All your current achievements are the result of your day - and - night arduous cultivation. If you can reach the Wu Jun level, it will be enough to make a name for yourself throughout Huoluo Prefecture, and I will be satisfied."
"Father, do you only want me to make a name in Huoluo Prefecture?" Yuan Zhen frowned.
Seeing his son's lofty aspiration, Yuan Jingzhi felt gratified and patted him on the shoulder. This father - son affection made Yuan Ye feel goosebumps all over his body. He had no choice but to come forward:
"Oh, what a fine weather it is today. The sky is clear with dark clouds gathering, and thunderclouds are densely covered in the sky. Attracting so many outstanding people here... to get wet," Yuan Ye said as he walked towards Yuan Jingzhi's direction, not caring about the gazes of the people around him at all.
"How dare you!" Yuan Jingzhi was furious at the sight of Yuan Ye. "You're late and still so rude."
Yuan Ye despised him in his heart. This father just couldn't stand him and always favored the third son. There was nothing he could do.
However, Yuan Jingzhi didn't dare to scold Yuan Ye loudly because there were a great many important figures here. Even the county lord of Qizi County was present. It wasn't Yuan Jingzhi's turn to handle family affairs here.
Soon, the worship began. After a brief opening speech by Liao Chengzhong, the county lord of Qizi County, led by Liao Chengzhong, everyone threw away their umbrellas and knelt down to worship the huge statue, except Yuan Ye, who remained standing. Yuan Ye looked at the statue. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact, his heart was in turmoil.
Everyone in the world worships the strong. Why not become strong oneself? Is it because of the fear of the hardships of cultivation, or because there is a lack of belief in the heart and a need for a strong person as a spiritual support?
For a moment, Yuan Ye was at a loss. Perhaps the former Yuan Ye was unambitious and self - indulgent, but the present Yuan Ye was not a man without ambition. He would not worship anyone but only surpass others.
When everyone's worship ended, the only person who didn't kneel naturally attracted attention.
"Whose son is that man? How dare he be so disrespectful to the Flaming Fighter," Liao Chengzhong, the county lord of Qizi County, pointed at Yuan Ye, and an unhappy voice rang out.
"County lord, it's my failure in teaching my son. Please punish this unfilial son," Yuan Jingzhi quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"Damn it. Instead of pleading for me, he throws all the blame on me. Is he really a father? Fortunately, I'm not his real son," Yuan Ye was extremely depressed in his heart.
"Why didn't you kneel?" The county lord Liao Chengzhong looked at Yuan Ye, very dissatisfied.
"Kou Yi hasn't knelt to me. Why should I kneel to him?" Yuan Ye raised his eyebrows. "He's just a Flaming Fighter. I will surpass him sooner or later."
Upon hearing this, there was an immediate commotion among the crowd.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a shadow flashed, and Yuan Ye felt his vision go black.
"Bang!"
Yuan Ye was kicked hard in the chest, and his whole body was sent flying backward. At the same time, the figure rushed forward again. The moment Yuan Ye fell to the ground, the man stepped on his chest and stomped hard.
"Humph, I thought there was some kind of talented and outstanding person who dared to be so arrogant. It turns out to be an idle and good - for - nothing waste, just spouting some crazy talk," the newcomer looked at Yuan Jingzhi with great disdain. Yuan Jingzhi's face immediately darkened, and he was speechless.
"County lord, this kind of person is really not worth your time to deal with."
"Yes. Yuan Jingzhi, go back and teach your son well, and let him know his place. Besides, the Hundred Outstanding Youths Battle in our Qizi County is about to start. As far as I know, your third son Yuan Zhen has reached the middle - level of Wushuai and is eligible to participate. Tell him to get well prepared."