Slowly lowering his head to inspect his now healthy and strong legs, he moved with caution at first before gradually progressing to kicking as his confidence grew. Suddenly, he broke out in emphatic laughter and laughed and laughed and laughed until he was in tears. This general who had once shaken the world, an iron blooded man who did not shed tears when he suffered a plot against him, had broken down in tears when he had recovered!
He saw, with tears in his eyes, the affectionate moment between his father and his nephew. A surge of emotions overwhelmed him and, with a quick two steps, suddenly plopped down on his knees. “This unworthy child pays respect to father!” It’s been ten years…ten years where he could not kowtow* to his father!
[*kowtowing or prostrating before one’s father is a social custom to demonstrate filial piety, one of the core doctrine of Confucianism.]
Jun Zhan Tian was trembling from head to toe as he faltered. “My son…stand up. Quickly. Quickly stand up…”
“Mo Xie!” Jun Wu Yi stood up and stared deeply at Jun Mo Xie. “You have given me back my life…”
Before he could finish, Jun Mo Xie’s laughter interrupted him. “Third Uncle, you speak as if you were not already alive and well. Besides, I’m your nephew; could it be that we have to write out two “Jun” with one brush? There’s no need for petty distinctions between family members. Not to mention that this is my duty as part of the younger generation.”
Jun Wu Yi let out a deep, hearty laugh and stared deeply at his nephew; he had made a wholehearted decision at this moment: Since I can stand, I’ll bear Jun Family’s heavy burden upon my shoulders!
My, Jun Wu Yi’s, long sword that has been covered in dust for ten years is once more unsheathed; not for king and country, and not for the common people! But for the Jun Family, and for—Mo Xie!
“Third Uncle.” Jun Mo Xie suddenly started laughing uncontrollably; it was rather strange as if he harbored mischievous intention. The two men were at a loss and looked at him in confusion.
“Third Uncle, your asset is quite substantial, but…” Jun Mo Xie was now shaking all over from laughing, “…this valiant and spirited bearing; although grandpa definitely won’t mind, your nephew is still a little embarrassed. You should…cover up, HAHAHA…”
Jun Mo Xie winked as he gazed toward Jun Wu Yi’s lower half. Jun Wu Yi had been stark naked during his treatment and subsequent meditation. After he had discovered his complete recovery, he had completely neglected this point under his emotional state of mind. Up until now, he was still exposed, wagging his head in a high-spirited manner.