fierce momentum of this flying object which she tried to catch. Meanwhile this object was screaming out: “Uncle…. easy on that point!”
This flying object was obviously the young master Jun!
Guan Qing Han cried out in alarm, as the body landed on the ground face-first.
Jun Mo Xie had just received a kick in the buttocks by his Uncle, and even though he had screamed out to complain, he had still managed to adjust his body mid-air very quickly in order to ensure a secure landing position; but unexpectedly, he suddenly found himself crashing into a soft embrace while he was still screaming out, and then suddenly a sweet fragrance entered his nose as he came in contact with something really soft and warm, and then his body’s projectile was rebounded and diverted…..
He couldn’t help feeling a sense of pleasurable comfort for second, but just as he was about to start enjoying it, he found himself falling down.
This time, he didn’t get enough time to adjust his posture, and ended up falling to the ground in a free-fall position, and ended up bumping his face in the ground. Then without any further explanations, Jun Wu Yi leapt out of the room, and started playing ping pong with his nephew’s body as he fiercely rained an intense volley of kicks and punches, while Guan Qing Han starred on in horror.
Guan Qing Han was already aware of Jun Wu Yi recovery, so without worrying about anything, he simply continued beating up Jun Mo Xie.
With all his skills put in play, Jun Mo Xie quickly covered his head with one hand, and his crotch with the other, and started rolling around in the ground like a ‘Sandbag’.
He had already accepted his fate and had resigned himself to this beating! Just go a little easy Uncle, else I’ll also end up in a wheelchair like you!
“Uncle….. you…. Stop it please…. Don’t hit him…..” Guan Qing Han anxiously went up to him in persuasion.
Her remark clearly expressed her anxiety and distress, and Jun Wu Yi involuntarily stopped his hands mid-air in surprise; even Jun Mo Xie opened his eyes wide while still lying on the ground. This Uncle and Nephew duo were clearly in sync, and they both immediately stared blankly at Guan Qing Han in surprise, and then looked at each other, unable to believe her reaction.
Since when did Qing Han bother with Mo Xie’s life and death?
Is my Brother’s Daughter-in-Law possessed?
Guan Qing Han suddenly realized that these two men were staring at her out of sheer surprise since she had just charged up to plead in her Brother-in-Law’s favor; a brother in law she previously didn’t like at all.
But why did I just plead to save him?
Guan Qing Han’s face suddenly turned red, while her ears practically turned purple, and then she suddenly stomped her feet in anger: “I… I was afraid that you’ll tire yourself Uncle…. Hit him, hit him again, kill him for all I care.” She finished her sentence almost like a spoilt child throwing a tantrum, and then flushed with embarrassment once again seeing that they were both still staring at her, almost to the point where it seemed that their eyes would pop out of their sockets. She bitterly grunted and then swiftly walked away.
“Did I misinterpret that? Maybe I just misheard her ah? Was that person really my Sister-in-law?” Jun Mo Xie scratched his head a couple of time as he slowly got up to his feet.
“Looks like it… yes.” Jun Wu Yi’s tone also seemed uncertain. Suddenly he got furious again: “Who told you that you could stand up? It really feels that you haven’t understood it yet ah……”
Then he resumed his ‘sandbag’ training……
Jun Wu Yi continued tossing about his arms and legs for a long while until he was completely satisfied with the result, and then said: “Tomorrow, it’s your father’s death anniversary day, and you will be accompanying me to the Family’s memorial hall, and then you will light an incense stick in front of your father’s Cenotaph. Do you understand your responsibilities as the son of this Family?”
Jun Mo Xie groaned and then chirped: “Yes.”
Jun Wu Yi massaged his wrists as he stepped forward and resumed his place in his wheelchair, and then started pushing his wheelchair towards the exit. He turned around as he reached the courtyard’s door: “the Xue Hun Manor….. what about them?!”
“Not a problem for now……” Jun Mo Xie wanted to cry, but couldn’t find his tears.
Great! Just great! Looks like beating me up is the only fun activity Uncle looks forward to these days.
The sky was still as gloomy the next day.
Jun Mo Xie and Jun Wu Yi were both sitting in a wheelchair of their own, quietly and calmly looking at the Cenotaph which could barely be justified as ‘Magnificent’.
This object was already beyond the scope of being called a ‘Cenotaph’, and seemed more like as if someone had built a palace in the middle of the barracks.
There had already been a very strict and rigorous inspection of the surroundings before Jun Wu Yi’s arrival.
Eight pillars were standing in support of a dome on top, with two large, fla