80: Clan elders, Thirteen Guardians

He waved at Dudu.

When Dudu flew upstairs and Yang Lele looked confused, Yang Dian finally stood up:

"Yang's Parents are back, and they brought people."

Opening the door, the five people who had just entered the courtyard arrived at the entrance.

Seeing the three people beside Yang's Parents, Yang Dian couldn't help but be stunned.

"Third Uncle, Fifth Uncle, Sixth Uncle, why are you here?"

Grand Uncle is not only a seniority, but also a respectful title for elderly people.

For example, these three white-haired, hunched old men in front of him, if Yang Dian were to state their seniority, he really couldn't.

He only knew that his grandfather's generation called them Grand Uncle, his father and mother's generation called them Grand Uncle, and those of the same age and generation as him also called them Grand Uncle.

So he also followed suit and called them Grand Uncle.

Third Uncle, who was leading the way, despite his advanced age, was still quite energetic. He came to Yang Dian's side, looked him up and down, and nodded with satisfaction:

"As expected, you're the one I've been optimistic about since childhood. You're truly capable, kid."

"Smart, clever, and filial. Now you've not only Awakened your talent, but you've also entered the Martial Artist path."

"I didn't name you 'Dian' for nothing."

Yang Dian was stunned.

Good heavens, so his name was given by Third Uncle.

A name can be said to be a person's second face.

In fact, when others can only know a person through their name, it is even more important than the real face.

Yang Dian, Yang Dian.

What happens if you add another character?

Epilepsy!

With a name like that, if he hadn't Transmigrated and Awakened his past memories since childhood,

Anyone else would have developed depression because of this name!

Do you really think those little brats at school wouldn't come up with nicknames?

'Do you know how much psychological trauma an inappropriate nickname can cause a child?'

To speak a bit disrespectfully to the elderly.

Yang Dian really wanted to go to the toilet, grab a plunger, and plunge Third Uncle's beaming old face with it!

Third Uncle didn't know what Yang Dian was thinking.

Seeing that Yang Dian didn't respond, he continued:

"Although you've already quietly joined the Special Administration Bureau, I still want to ask you, do you want to develop outside?"

Yang Dian put away his inner grumbling and asked with some curiosity:

"What does 'develop outside' mean?"

"It means going to Indonesia."

Third Uncle's tone was a bit flat, but for some reason, Yang Dian heard Killing Intent from his mouth.

Very heavy Killing Intent.

"Our branch has always developed in Indonesia, and many people in the clan have gone there to develop after the age of 25."

"Now with the Qi Revival, various parts of the world are starting to change. The weaker the country, the greater the changes."

"In the past, the general environment was peaceful, and we couldn't do much, only conducting business honestly."

"But in the future, it's hard to say."

"A hundred generations of enmity can still be avenged."

"Some hatred, others can forget, but we ourselves cannot forget."

"Things that the country cannot do, we will do ourselves."

Yang Dian fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.

Did their branch have a grudge against Indonesia?

Yes, they did.

A great hatred.

An irreconcilable blood feud.

In '65 and '98, there were anti-Chinese riots in Indonesia.

Most of those who died under the Indonesians' scythes were people from Guangdong and Min River.

Not to mention the distant past, just look at Yang Dian's family.

Yang Dian's grandparents died in the 1998 riot, so he never saw his grandparents since he was little.

Yang Dian's father, Yang Yong, was the third child in the family.

When his grandparents died, his father, Yang Yong, was only in his teens, just starting junior high.

If it weren't for his eldest and second uncles dropping out of school to work and support their younger siblings after hearing the news,

His father wouldn't have had the chance to go to high school and college, and then meet Yangs Mother in college.

So, to say that Indonesia has a deep blood feud with them is absolutely true.

Just as Yang Dian was silent, Third Uncle looked expectant again:

"How about it, do you want to go outside?"

"As long as you're willing, we can arrange it, and you can immediately become an official there."

"Plus the clan's support."

"Without saying anything else, letting you have one or two hundred guns under your command shouldn't be a big problem."

Upon hearing this, Yang Dian's little heart immediately pounded wildly twice.

Awake, controlling the world.

Drunk, resting on a beauty's lap.

Which young man hasn't fantasized about such a life?

Now, all he had to do was nod, and power would automatically be handed to him.

This temptation was undeniably great.

However, having lived two lives, Yang Dian still had a clear understanding of his goals.

If he really went outside, he might indeed be able to rule a region at first.

But later on, the speed of development would definitely not keep up with relying on the big tree that is China.

Moreover, outside, blades and guns have no eyes.

He might be able to withstand a few small-caliber pistol shots now without much trouble.

But if he encountered a rocket launcher, he would still die.

So... Yang Dian first led them into the house, and after making tea, he asked about the specific situation of the clan:

"Third Uncle, how much influence does our clan have over there?"

"How many Awakened and Martial Artists does the clan have?"

Third Uncle patted the notebook in his embrace and directly replied:

"According to the clan's rules, you are only 18 years old and haven't even finished university, so these things shouldn't be told to you."

"After all, the clan is also afraid that you might get distracted and develop bad ideas."

"But you are not only a Martial Artist but also an Awakened, so telling you in advance is fine."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Yang Lele, who was eating melon on the side.

That look clearly meant he wanted Yang Lele to go upstairs and avoid them.

Yang Dian stepped forward, blocking Yang Lele:

"Lele is my sister."

The older generation was just like that, preferring sons over daughters.

Women were almost never allowed to participate in major clan affairs.

But Yang Dian didn't have such thoughts.

Would he not tell Yang Lele what Third Uncle said if she asked him afterward?

Since she was going to find out anyway, why make her avoid it?

Seeing Yang Dian's stance, Third Uncle shook his head with some emotion.

The world is developing, and times are changing.

Yang Dian's generation is indeed different from theirs.

"Our branch has one Awakened, and seven Martial Artists who were almost entirely supported by the clan's resources."

At this point, as if afraid Yang Dian might misunderstand, Third Uncle continued:

"Don't blame the clan for not supporting your family before."

"Just like the Special Administration Bureau values merit, the clan also values contribution."

"Those seven people are all good young men who have dedicated their lives to the clan."

"Once something happens, they have to be at the forefront."

"There are 13 such people in the clan in total, but the remaining six, even with our full support, still haven't been able to enter the Martial Artist path."

"They have all fought for the clan, been cut, and even shot."

"In fact, half of them even took over the positions of their own fathers or brothers."

Yang Dian was silent for a moment.

What did 'taking over positions' mean?

In short, it meant the previous one was no longer capable.

Either crippled, disabled, or dead.

Moreover, had his family made any contributions to the clan?

No.

On the contrary, the clan had always helped their family without compensation.

Just like when Yangs Father was seriously ill before, without the clan's help, he might not have made it through.

So, he really had no right to object to whoever the clan wanted to cultivate.

As he thought, Yang Dian suddenly remembered something and laughed:

"Those 13 people, they wouldn't be the 'Thirteen Protectors' we talked about when we were kids, would they?"