"You, you you you! What nonsense are you spouting!"
Zhang Shantong, who had been full of amiability a moment ago, turned even paler.
He pointed at Yan Shouyi, speechless for a long time.
Yan Shouyi, however, offered, "Actually, before coming to Rongcheng, I didn't understand these things either. I have a good brother named Long Feicheng, and he often talks about 'bent' and 'straight.' I gradually came to understand that people of the same sex can also have love, and society is much more accepting now. Love is also becoming more liberated. Although I am straight, you don't need to mind, Elder. I won't look down on you because of it!"
*Bang!*
Zhang Shantong couldn't help but flick Yan Shouyi's forehead.
The force of this flick sent Yan Shouyi's forehead crashing onto the table.
If the table hadn't been sturdy, Yan Shouyi's head would likely have shattered it.
Yan Shouyi, clutching his forehead, said with a wronged expression, "Senior, why did you suddenly hit me?"
Zhang Shantong was so angry his beard bristled. "This Taoist is straight and likes women!… Pfft! This Taoist has detached himself from worldly desires and is pure, and certainly wouldn't like your grandfather's smelly feet!"
"But you just said you spent a very wonderful time with my grandfather..."
"Is it not permissible for me to have traveled the world and roamed the martial world with your grandfather???"
"Oh... oh! So that's what you meant, Elder!"
Yan Shouyi suddenly realized.
So that's what he was talking about!
It was all Long Feicheng's fault, always talking about strange things that got him misunderstanding the elder Zhang Shantong.
Yan Shouyi also noticed that Zhang Shantong referred to his grandfather as "smelly feet."
Grandfather's feet were indeed exceptionally smelly!
The moment he took off his shoes, nothing could grow within ten miles!
Once, when Yan Shouyi and his grandfather were staying in the mountains and wanted to find something to eat, his grandfather found a pond, took off his shoes, and soaked them in it for a while.
Within three minutes, many large fish floated to the surface in the pond.
That day, Yan Shouyi would rather go hungry than eat the fish his grandfather had "poisoned" with his feet.
The fact that Zhang Shantong could call his grandfather "smelly feet" proved they truly knew each other.
And it was definitely a friendship worth dying for!
Yan Shouyi felt a bit excited and also a bit embarrassed.
"It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, Elder."
Zhang Shantong snorted, "Fortunately, you're a Heavenly Fiend Corpse Puppet. Otherwise, if I hadn't held back my strength just now, I might have killed you with a single slap."
Yan Shouyi also regained his composure, realizing that although Zhang Shantong was dead, his strength was truly formidable.
He was indeed a powerful elder!
Zhang Shantong's temper flared up and subsided quickly. He soon smiled at Yan Shouyi again and said, "I've been here for many years, and I never expected to meet Yan Baixiang's grandson. What a fate! Kid, your name is Yan Shouyi, right? From today on, you will be called Zhang Shouyi. From now on, you will call me Grandpa. Do you understand?"
This...
Where did this even come from?
Although Zhang Shantong's relationship with his grandfather was extraordinary, Yan Shouyi couldn't accept being told to change his surname and call the other person grandfather.
So he said awkwardly, "Elder, my surname is passed down from my ancestors. I regret I cannot comply."
Zhang Shantong angrily slammed the table, "You were supposed to be my grandson, Zhang Shantong!"
"Ah???"
Yan Shouyi's eyes widened.
What was going on now?
Had his grandfather been cuckolded by Zhang Shantong?
Or was he not his father's biological son, but adopted by his grandfather?
Was this the distortion of human nature or the decay of morality???
"Elder, are you joking? My father and grandfather look so much like me, there's no reason I wouldn't be their biological son..." Yan Shouyi suspected.
"Of course, you are your grandfather's son," Zhang Shantong said.
"Then you just said..."
Zhang Shantong continued, "It's all because your grandfather stole the woman I loved!"
Yan Shouyi: "..."
He finally understood.
It turned out Zhang Shantong and his grandfather were rivals in love.
Zhang Shantong meant that if his grandfather hadn't appeared, Zhang Shantong could have married his grandmother, and theoretically, Yan Shouyi would have been Zhang Shantong's grandson.
But it was obvious that Yan Shouyi carried the blood of the Yan family and had nothing to do with Zhang Shantong.
Zhang Shantong sighed, "Back then, your grandfather and I traveled the world and roamed the martial arts together. We were two brothers living carefree lives. It was such a wonderful time. Later, a woman named Wen Yuxian appeared. Your grandfather and I fell deeply in love with her, and in the end, Wen Yuxian chose your grandfather. To fulfill their wishes, I voluntarily left. Alas, thinking back now, I feel so foolishly devoted. What is love in this world, that it drives people to live and die for each other..."
Wen Yuxian was Yan Shouyi's grandmother's name.
Yan Shouyi felt incredibly awkward.
He had actually met his grandfather's love rival.
He didn't even know how to comfort Zhang Shantong.
Zhang Shantong seemed to ponder for a moment, then quickly recovered. He looked at Yan Shouyi and said, "Although this Taoist has no blood relation to you, I don't mind being your grandfather. Brat, call me Grandpa, let's hear it."
Yan Shouyi: "...No."
One didn't just call someone Grandpa casually. Yan Shouyi respected seniors, but not indiscriminately.
Zhang Shantong angrily said, "Just call me Grandpa, what's with all the nonsense!"
"Senior, please don't make things difficult for me. My grandfather and I have a very good relationship, and I won't easily call someone else Grandpa."
"You stubbornness is just like that smelly feet!" Zhang Shantong said. "If you call me Grandpa, I'll give you some treasures!"
"It's not about treasures..."
"Then what do you want? Just ask Grandpa, and Grandpa will satisfy you!"
"I don't want anything..."
Zhang Shantong was so angry he rolled up his sleeves. "You stubborn brat, believe it or not, I'll slap you until you call me Grandpa?!"
Yan Shouyi chuckled wryly, "Take it easy, Elder, don't strain your back!"
"It's not your place, as a junior, to lecture this Taoist!"
Zhang Shantong seemed genuinely angered and swung a palm at Yan Shouyi.
Yan Shouyi was startled. He knew Zhang Shantong's power well and quickly dodged.
But he didn't expect this palm to be a feint; Zhang Shantong's real target was below the waist!
Before Yan Shouyi could react, Zhang Shantong retracted his palm and kicked Yan Shouyi in the stomach.
This kick sent Yan Shouyi flying into the pond, startling the fish so much they leaped out of the water.
Zhang Shantong shouted from above, "Brat, you will call me Grandpa today whether you want to or not. Let's see whose mouth is harder, yours or my fists!"
The pond wasn't deep, only reaching Yan Shouyi's belly. Yan Shouyi stood up, wiped the water from his face, and became slightly angered.
"Today, I will absolutely not call you Grandpa!"
"Good lad, this Taoist has never seen anyone as deserving of a beating as you!"
"And I've never seen anyone like you, Elder, who insists on being a grandfather!"
"Less nonsense, take this fist!"