I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 216 - 134: Are You Really My Uncle???

Chapter 216: Chapter 134: Are You Really My Uncle???

Huang Yanshan returned home, exhausted. The Emperor dearly loved achievements and had ordered the Hanlin Academy to compile the "Great Tao Code", though he had not participated in the writing itself. His task was to engrave the books, and to avoid mistakes, he proofread every word and sentence deliberately—any error might be a punishable offense.

He was not afraid of dying, but he could not bear to die in such a manner.

Engraving was not an easy job, it was mentally and physically demanding, especially for him, being over sixty. Naturally, he was exhausted from the work every day, which was also due to being ostracized.

He looked up at his dim and lifeless house, which appeared utterly dead.

"Without realizing it, it’s been ten years." Huang Yanshan spoke in a feeble tone. Ten years ago, his entire family was brutally murdered, leaving only him alive. By a curious twist of fate, his heart, unlike that of most, was on the right side, not the left, which had saved him from that disaster.

Upon entering his house, where he intended to light a lamp, he unexpectedly noticed someone sitting inside, and in the darkness, there seemed to be a large indistinct figure watching him.

"You’re back. Have a bowl of noodles or they’ll become soggy," a voice said.

In that instant, Huang Yanshan became tense, and then the room brightened, causing him a moment of dizziness.

Quickly, he regained his senses and saw a young man seated, pushing a bowl of plain noodles across the table toward him.

"All you had in the house were the ingredients for a simple bowl of noodles," said Gu Shanhai earnestly.

"Who are you?" Huang Yanshan sat down across from Gu Shanhai, eyeing the large figure, Little White, behind him and wondering how such a large creature had entered through his small door.

"According to our kinship, you should call me ’Uncle,’" Gu Shanhai claimed with all seriousness.

Huang Yanshan’s expression stiffened. Were the youth today so lacking in manners, claiming kinship with him the moment they met?

"Don’t joke. My father was an only child. I have no uncles," Huang Yanshan denied, shaking his head. He picked up the chopsticks and began eating the noodles. At the first taste, his eyes lit up; it tasted truly exquisite, better than anything in the Imperial Palace, and it was merely a bowl of plain noodles.

"I’m not joking. According to our kinship, I really am your uncle, but through Ying Gu," Gu Shanhai stated strictly; Ying Gu was Huang Yanshan’s wife.

After topping his exams, he hadn’t abandoned his wife and children as the proverbial unfaithful husband; rather, she remained his wife through thick and thin.

Huang Yanshan paused in his noodle-eating, set his bowl down, and then asked, "Do you have any proof?"

Theoretically, it was possible. There was no reason for the other party to deceive him, as he was poor and powerless. And coveting his house? The clothes Gu Shanhai wore were worth more than this property.

"None," Gu Shanhai spread his hands and continued, "All my family is dead except for me, but if you believe me, I can recite the genealogy of Ying Gu’s side..."

Gu Shanhai then began reciting.

Don’t ask where he got this information. He had spent nearly three years of his life acquiring these scraps of intelligence.

"I believe you. I don’t know much, but I do know a bit," Huang Yanshan admitted after hearing a few lines, realizing that the other spoke the truth.

"So, as Ying Gu’s uncle, that makes me your uncle too, right?" Gu Shanhai began twisting the logic, trying to persuade him.

"Yes, you are my uncle," Huang Yanshan said calmly.

"You shouldn’t resist... Eh, your response doesn’t make sense. I haven’t even started persuading you, and you’ve already agreed," Gu Shanhai was caught off guard, his prepared speeches forced down.

"The evidence is conclusive, and besides, there is nothing on me that you, as my uncle, could covet. This house? The brocade robe you wear is worth more," Huang Yanshan stated seriously.

Regarding seniority, in ancient times, it wasn’t unusual for a three-year-old to have a ninety-year-old uncle.

"Alright, but tell me, weren’t you the top scorer? How did you end up like this, and where are Ying Gu and the others? I remember you wrote to me once about Zhong and Sheng," Gu Shanhai asked purposely.

Huang Yanshan’s expression darkened, then he murmured softly, "Dead. All dead."

"Did they die of disease? I haven’t heard of any epidemic hitting the capital," Gu Shanhai inquired further.

"No, they were killed by people from the underworld." Teeth clenched, Huang Yanshan’s loathing surged.

Gu Shanhai too fell silent, then said, "Didn’t the court do anything? After all, you were the top scorer."

"Uncle, you see, if the court were willing to help me, my situation wouldn’t be like this," Huang Yanshan reined in his hatred, reverting to a calm demeanor.

"So, do you know who was responsible?" Gu Shanhai asked, knowing that although Huang Yanshan seemed composed, he had likely gone mad.

Little did anyone anticipate, the future number one Master Wu had been unhinged from the start—Master Wu, from whom celestial immortals failed and heroes perished with three steps.

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