Official Career Storm

Lu Yuan pondered slightly upon hearing this and said, "Not at all."

Although the Old Lady of the Jiang Family hoped he would come directly.

However, they didn't say it outright.

Moreover, it was they who took the initiative to come here.

No matter what, you couldn't blame it on the Jiang Family.

And Lu Yuan was very certain that the Jiang Family absolutely didn't know the true identity of the Song Family.

If they knew how terrifying the Song Family's power was, they would have canceled the arranged marriage and rushed to ally with the Song Family immediately.

Lu Yuan said, "Tomorrow, arrange a meeting with Old Madam Jiang and cancel the marriage alliance with the Jiang Family!"

Then, he turned his head and said, "Remember, absolutely do not tell the Jiang Family about what happened today! Do not let the Jiang Family know the Song Family's power!"

Lu Shaohua thought for a moment, then understood his father's intention.

Qu Xiangru and Song Guanchao fell in love privately, but the Jiang Family did not agree.

Why?

Because the Jiang Family didn't know the power of Song Guanchao's grandparents!

Once they knew, the Jiang Family would probably beg Song Guanchao to marry Qu Xiangru.

Therefore, the Jiang Family must not know!

This time, although it was Lu Yuan who actively wanted to come to the Song Family,

it still has an inseparable relationship with the Jiang Family.

If it weren't for the Jiang Family, they wouldn't have suffered such disgrace.

Now that the Jiang Family doesn't know the power behind Song Guanchao, let that old lady continue her ways!

He now eagerly wanted to see the outcome of Jiang Family offending Song Guanchao!

...

In the courtyard.

The atmosphere gradually relaxed.

The guards outside had already been dismissed.

Even Lu Yuan admitted his mistake voluntarily and knelt at the village entrance, so how could these small fry dare to act recklessly?

Grandma saw it was getting late and got up to prepare dinner.

So many people came today; she had to cook in advance, otherwise, they wouldn't catch dinner time.

"Guan Chao, go and catch a few more wild chickens."

"Sure thing."

Song Guanchao dusted off the melon seed shells on his clothes and got up.

Jiang Wangshan curiously asked, "There are wild chickens in the mountains?"

"Plenty of them." Song Guanchao said with a smile, "Want to come along?"

"Sure!"

Jiang Wangshan asked, "What are we using to catch them? Guns?"

Song Guanchao laughed, "This is within the country, where would we get guns from? Wait, I'll get the tools."

He brought down several slingshots from upstairs, as well as a homemade bow and arrows.

When everyone saw the bow and arrows he carried, they were all drawn to it.

Even Mr. Chi couldn't help but get up and walk over, lovingly stroking the bow and arrow, "This is a cow horn bow."

Song Guanchao said, "Yes, it's from the old water buffalo in the village, made by Grandpa."

Mr. Chi couldn't stop praising, "This cow horn bow must be over a meter long; the craftsmanship of the old leader is truly excellent."

Seeing his fondness, he refused to let go.

Song Guanchao said, "If Grandpa Chi likes it, take it with you when you leave."

"Hey..." Grandpa listened and was so upset he blew his beard and glared, but since his grandson had already said it, he couldn't shame himself by asking for it back.

He just muttered, "The grandson sells the grandfather's fields without care, what a spendthrift!"

Mr. Chi chuckled, "Alright, then I'll take it with me!"

He really liked this item, an authentic cow horn bow, with both ends and the middle wrapped in black thread, evenly coated with lac, and cloud patterns engraved on the bow.

Song Guanchao handed each of them a slingshot and took out marbles for them.

"Come on, let's go hunt wild chickens."

Tang Xiaomi was also eagerly following.

The large courtyard emptied in an instant.

These people had lived in the city since childhood and had almost no concept of the mountains and villages.

To them, what village kids are familiar with, like catching fish and shrimp, grabbing birds and bugs, were all novel.

Arriving at the fields, they looked at the fields covered in heavy snow, and everyone felt their view suddenly broaden and their mood lifted.

Jiang Wangshan stared at the cow horn bow in his hand curiously, "How many pounds is this bow?"

"I haven't counted."

Song Guanchao shook his head, seeing his eager look, he smiled and handed the bow over, "Wanna try?"

"Sure."

Jiang Wangshan, in Yanjing, liked going to archery ranges in his spare time, and he considered himself a semi-amateur enthusiast.

He took the bow, hooked the bowstring, and pulled hard but couldn't open it.

He was unconvinced, and put in more effort to pull again.

This time he opened it but couldn't draw it fully.

Using all his might, he barely drew the bowstring halfway.

"It's no good," Jiang Wangshan panted, "This bow must be at least 200 pounds!"

You know, most normal men play with bows of just twenty to thirty pounds.

Without special training, bows of forty to fifty pounds are already the limit.

Any higher, and they can't draw it at all.

A hundred-pound bow, with arrow feathers, could penetrate armor directly!

This bow is at least two hundred pounds, using it to hunt wild chickens is like using a cannon to shoot mosquitoes.

"Two hundred pounds?" Tao Lianguang reached out, "Let me try."

He took it, adjusted it slightly, held the bowstring, shouted, and pulled the bowstring back about two-thirds.

"Whoa~ damn!" Tao Lianguang clicked his tongue, "This bow is at least two hundred pounds, truly damn impressive!"

Seeing their actions, Li He and the others also wanted to give it a try.

So they each took turns trying, eventually even Tang Xiaomi had a go.

Tao Lianguang couldn't help but say, "Does your old man really manage such a tough bow?"

Song Guanchao said, "Don't underestimate my grandpa, he pulls this bow as easily as drinking water."

Tao Lianguang and others looked skeptical.

A two hundred-pound bow, a seventy- or eighty-year-old man, can he really manage it?

Song Guanchao knew they didn't believe and didn't explain.

They walked towards the fields and soon saw two wild chickens.

"Wild chickens!"

The group immediately grabbed a slingshot, aimed, and fired.

However, they didn't hit any.

The wild chickens were startled and flapped to fly away.

At this moment, Song Guanchao pulled out a bamboo arrow, bent the bow, and set the arrow.

Crack crack...

The crowd only saw Song Guanchao, in an extremely relaxed and effortless manner, slowly pull back the bowstring of this at least two hundred-pound bow until it formed a complete arc.

Aimed at the two wild chickens flying away in alarm.

Yet he didn't shoot immediately.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the moment the two wild chickens overlapped in his sight.

Quickly, the moment arrived.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp sound of breaking through air rang out.

The crowd only saw the arrow feathers slicing through the air like a meteor, with astonishing speed, chasing towards the wild chickens.

The next second.

Thunk!

After piercing through the first wild chicken, the arrow feathers didn't slow down, and again pierced through the second wild chicken.

Both wild chickens instantly dropped into the fields.

"Damn!"

Li He and the others couldn't help but curse.

One shot, two kills!

Can you believe this!

Their eyes were filled with shock as they looked at him.

Such a scene almost only seen in movies, yet they witnessed it in real life.

They looked at him like they were looking at a monster.

Song Guanchao smiled lightly, carefree and tranquil.

Half an hour later.

Led by Song Guanchao, the group returned loaded, having hunted more than ten wild chickens.

They were visibly excited.

This was their first time hunting wild chickens in the mountains, and the experience was unprecedented and extremely fresh.

When they returned home, they happened to see a sedan driving in, stopping outside the courtyard gate.

A seventy-something-year-old man, full of silver hair, got out of the car.

Though old, the man had an aura of authority without anger.

He glanced at Song Guanchao and the group, nodded slightly at them, and then walked towards the courtyard.

He stood outside the courtyard and knocked on the door.

Song Guanchao walked over, directly opened the door, and said, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

The old man paused and asked, "Is this the Song Family?"

"Yes."

"Then I haven't come to the wrong place."

The old man followed them into the courtyard, and coincidentally, grandma and grandpa came out of the kitchen.

He immediately stepped forward, bowed to them, and said, "Lu Family, Lu Xiao."

"My children and grandchildren were ignorant and offended you two, I came to apologize."

The group instantly understood this was Lu Yuan's father, Lu Shaohua's grandfather.

Standing beside Song Guanchao, Tao Lianguang felt a jolt in his heart upon hearing the old man introduce himself.

Lu Xiao!

This is the Family Head of the Lu Family from Nanjiang Province!

So, it's this Lu Family!

Others might not know, but he clearly understands the status of this Lu Family in Nanjiang Province.

He was shocked, not at the Lu Family's status.

But shocked that even a family like the Lu Family must bow so humbly to Song Guanchao's grandparents!

To be fair, he visited here to pay respects to Song Guanchao, valuing Song Guanchao's connections within the Railway Bureau.

Yet he had never expected that the real powerhouses behind Song Guanchao were his grandparents!

A single phone call made the Lu Family Patriarch from Nanjiang Province come to apologize in person!

His curiosity was at its peak, wondering just who exactly were these two old folks?