Keeping the promise

Patriarch Li's eyes moved away from Zheng Wancheng and looked at Li Yunting again. He shook his head gently, then sighed deeply, as if his heart was filled with helplessness and loss. He said in a low and gentle voice: "Forget it, I'll leave." After that, he slowly stood up and turned around to leave.

Each step seemed so heavy, as if he was carrying the expectations and pressure of the entire family. As he gradually walked away, a depressing atmosphere filled the room.

Li Yunting sat quietly on the soft sofa, his eyes gradually becoming deep and blurred, as if being pulled by an invisible force, slowly falling into the abyss of memories.

Li Yunting was born into the prestigious Li family and should have enjoyed a carefree childhood. However, when he was still young, the disputes within the family were like a turbulent undercurrent, quietly surging.

It was a stormy night with thunder and lightning and heavy rain. His parents encountered a sudden car accident on their way home. The two cars collided and the scene was horrible.

Despite the best efforts of the medical staff, they were unable to save their lives and both passed away. However, he, who was only ten years old, miraculously survived. This disaster caused him to lose both his parents and also changed the fate of his life.

The young Li Yunting was grieving and keenly aware of the clues. He secretly investigated and found that it was his uncle who secretly planned this conspiracy in order to fight for family power.

Just when he was about to reveal the truth and seek justice from his uncle, the head of the Li family, as his grandfather, stopped him. In the name of family interests and stability, the head of the family forcibly sent him to the military camp and refused to let him leave.

During his days in the military camp, Li Yunting went through arduous training. Every morning, before the first ray of sunlight completely penetrated the morning mist, he was awakened by a sharp whistle and quickly engaged in intense physical training. For him, long-distance running with weights was commonplace. The heavy backpack pressed on his still tender shoulders, and every step seemed as heavy as if filled with lead. But he gritted his teeth and persisted step by step. His clothes were soaked with sweat, leaving a trail of wet marks behind him.

After the high-intensity physical training, there was brutal combat training. Facing strong opponents, he was knocked down again and again, but he got up tenaciously again and again. His body was covered with bruises, new wounds overlapping old ones, but there was never any retreat or fear in his eyes, only firm determination and unyielding fighting spirit.

In the shooting training field, he stared at the target with full concentration, and even though the sun was scorching and his arms were sore and trembling from holding the gun for a long time, he never relaxed. Every time he pulled the trigger, he silently told himself in his heart that he had to become stronger and have enough power to fight against the darkness.

Wilderness survival training was a huge test for his body and mind. In the deserted mountains and forests, he had to face the harsh natural environment and unknown dangers alone. Without sufficient food and water, he could only rely on his own wisdom and courage to find a chance to survive. At night, the wind was biting cold. He huddled in a simple shelter, listening to the howling of wild animals around him. His resentment for the injustice of his family became stronger and stronger. This hatred became his motivation to persevere.

During his days in the military camp, Li Yunting went through arduous training and was under tremendous pressure both physically and mentally. His resentment towards the master of the family grew day by day. He didn't understand why his grandfather didn't uphold justice but exiled him instead.

Time flies, and several years have passed in the blink of an eye. The young man has grown into a formidable figure - Master Li.

Today, he is so powerful that no one dares to provoke him easily. However, despite the passage of time, Li Yunting's hatred for the patriarch has not diminished with the passage of time.

On the contrary, this hatred is like strong liquor, which becomes stronger and deeper with the passage of time.

Over the years, Li Yunting has been secretly investigating what happened back then and looking for evidence. He knows that if he wants to overthrow the rule of the patriarch, he must have enough evidence to expose their crimes.

At the same time, he also knew that he couldn't act rashly. If he alerted the enemy, they would probably escape. Therefore, he could only wait patiently for the right opportunity and make his move after everything was ready.

Zheng Wancheng looked at Li Yunting and saw that his eyes were full of pain and struggle, as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss. She knew that Li Yunting had never mentioned marriage, and his current attitude showed that there was an insurmountable gap between them.

She stepped forward gently, stretched out her hand and held Li Yunting's clenched fist, and said softly: "Yunting, don't let the pain of the past torture you all the time."

Li Yunting's body trembled slightly, and those painful memories came flooding back like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. Zheng Wancheng hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear: "No matter what happened, I will always be with you. Those who hurt you will become the tempering that makes you stronger."

She gently stroked Li Yunting's back and continued to comfort him: "Yunting, believe me, the future will be beautiful. Let's create new memories together and let the pain fade away."

Li Yunting gradually relaxed in Zheng Wancheng's arms. He closed his eyes, feeling her warmth and care, and the haze in his heart seemed to be dispelled a little.