Zhou Yang, Zhou Wen, and the others stood frozen, their hearts filled with terror and disbelief.
The wretched Chu Feng, whom they had mocked and belittled, had transformed into a renowned general known throughout the world. And now, they were expected to bow down before him?
"Welcome, General!"
With trembling limbs, the head of the Zhou family knelt first, showing utmost respect.
"Welcome, General."
One by one, the Zhou family's descendants and the guests fell to their knees, bowing in fear and reverence.
Only two among them wore expressions of joy and excitement, their faces brimming with pride—Zhou Lie and Liu Minglan.
Chu Feng stepped forward and executed a formal military salute. "Mom and Dad, sorry I'm late."
"Haha, good boy, We're so proud of you." Zhou Lie laughed heartily, his spirits soaring high. The burden of uselessness that had weighed on him for over a decade had finally dissipated at this moment.
Their lineage had always been despised by the Zhou family. As an adopted son, Chu Feng had been labeled a "bastard" and subjected to slander and ridicule.
But so what?
Chu Feng was standing before them now, adorned with four stars on his shoulders and basking in the glory of the entire nation, who would dare underestimate him? Who would dare bully their family?
Chu Feng smiled lightly, helping his father take a seat. He then scanned the surroundings and fixed his gaze on Zhou Yao, who stood not far away.
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