Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain
Chapter 1420 - 1419: May the Rising Sun Always Shine on My Land!

Chapter 1420: Chapter 1419: May the Rising Sun Always Shine on My Land!

As Lin Dong and Qiao Bing were walking inside, a commotion erupted.

"Miss Tengzi is here."

They saw a woman from Yinahua Country appear before everyone.

She was dressed in a kimono, looking very beautiful.

This Miss Tengzi was the Japanese star who opened this "Munaju."

She had a lot of fans here, and now that she had come out, she began to sell their store’s "Munaju" milk tea.

Lin Dong noticed that there was something off about this milk tea she was selling!

Anyone who drank this milk tea would lose the mental power and Yuan Qi inside their body, transforming into Blood Qi and flowing away.

Of course, they themselves were certainly unable to see or feel it.

However, Lin Dong discovered that their draining mental power and Yuan Qi were not entering the milk tea-seller Miss Tengzi’s body.

Instead, it was flowing into the backyard of Munaju.

It was clear that Miss Tengzi was not the person behind the scenes.

That person had been in the backyard of Munaju all the time without coming out.

But Miss Tengzi was obviously an accomplice.

Lin Dong wanted to go find the person behind the scenes, but at that moment, a noisy voice rose up.

"You’re really annoying, old man. Why do you care what I like?"

Just then, the voice of a boy rose up. Following the voice, they saw a boy dressed in Yinghua Country warrior’s uniform, around seventeen or eighteen years old, scolding an old man with one arm.

Although the old man was not very tall, around 1.6 meters, and looked quite old, around seventy or eighty years old, he also had only one arm. But standing there, he was as straight as a pine tree.

He said in a deep voice, "Go back with me. As a member of our family, you are not allowed to like things from Yinghua Country!"

"You’re being unreasonable. I don’t have a grandpa like you," the boy shouted.

From their conversation, everyone could tell that they were grandfather and grandson.

Obviously, their conflict was because the grandson liked things from Yinghua Country, and his grandpa did not allow it.

"I’m telling you, come back with me! Do you want to make me raise my hand against you?" The old man with one arm said dominantly.

His grandson shouted back, "I’m not going back. I want to buy Yinghua Country’s warrior clothes and Samurai Blade, they are so cool!"

Pop! The grandpa directly slapped his grandson on the face, then shouted again, "I said, come back with me!"

"And take off that clothing on you, throw away that sword in your hand!"

The grandson, having been slapped by his grandpa, covered his face and cursed, "You old thing, what right do you have to hit me?"

"What did I do wrong? Is it just because I like things from Yinghua Country? Because I like the samurai clothes and Samurai Blade from Yinghua Country? What’s wrong with that?"

At this moment, other people also started to blame the old man.

"This old man is really being unreasonable, isn’t he? If his grandson has a hobby, that’s his freedom. What right does he have to restrict someone else’s hobby?"

"He really is being an obstinate old man. It’s true what they say, it’s not that there are more bad people, but that bad people are getting older."

"If I had a grandpa like this, I would feel so suffocated. Not even being allowed to freely choose my own hobbies."

"Hey, old man. What right do you have to hit him? Why are you restricting his hobby? He just likes the warrior clothes and Samurai Blade from Yinghua Country. What right do you have to stop him?"

"..."

A group of people were accusing the old man with one arm, questioning him.

The old man with one arm scanned the crowd, looking at the majority of them wearing outfits from Yinghua Country, holding items sold by Yinghua Country, dressing themselves up like people from Yinghua Country.

Anger welled up within him, and he said with a powerful refusal, "On what grounds?"

"On the grounds of this arm, which was chopped off by those Yinghua Country people while protecting this land many years ago!"

"He is my grandson!!!" he declared emphatically, pausing before continuing sorrowfully, "How many years have passed? I didn’t expect you younger generations to empathize with the hardships we faced, but at the very least, you should remember the bloodshed and sacrifice of your ancestors!"

"You should remember the national humiliation of the past and strive to become stronger to honor the Flame Yellow Bloodline coursing through your veins!"

"Yes, I’m old, and I can’t educate the rest of you. You might like the culture of Yinghua Country and want to become fake ’Yinghua Country’ people – there’s nothing this old man can do to stop you. But can’t I even educate my own grandson?"

With indignation, he turned to face his grandson and said, "Do you even realize that with the Samurai Blade in your hand, how much blood has been spilled on this land?"

"Do you know that a group of Yinghua Country warriors, dressed in the clothes you are wearing now, killed your grandmother, your great-grandfather, your great-grandmother, and seventeen of your ancestors???"

"And now, you say you like it?"

"As my grandson, on what grounds do you like it? On what grounds???"

The one-armed old man loudly questioned his grandson, whose face now bore a hint of shame.

However, the others did not share this reaction. They continued to criticize the elderly man.

"You elder generations are just too rigid. It’s been so many years, and yet you still remember the past," they said.

"We need to look forward, not keep nagging about those old troubles."

"That was a feud between past generations. It has nothing to do with us young people."

"That’s right, don’t try to morally bind us."

"..."

Listening to this group of people, the one-armed old man felt the utmost disappointment.

Images of his comrades-in-arms, fighting valiantly and bathing in the blood of the battlefield, flashed through his mind, along with the memory of his friends dying one by one to protect this land.

He couldn’t help but think:

"Was all that bloodshed truly worth it?"

"Shut the hell up, all of you!!!" Just then, a voice as loud as thunder boomed out.

It was Lin Dong.

Lin Dong had been watching the scene unfold, and at this moment, the fake ’Yinghua Country’ people had ignited a boundless rage within him.

Scanning the crowd, he spoke loudly to those who had just been accusing the one-armed old man:

"You’re truly undeserving. You should’ve just been shot against the wall by your fathers, never to enter this world. Because you are utterly unworthy of developing into a person of Dragon Country!"

"How can you say such words to this old hero? Without them, where would you be?"

"The peace and freedom you enjoy now, all that was earned through the blood and sacrifices of the older generations. Now, when they try to stop their descendants from admiring the culture of those who caused them to bleed and sacrifice, you call them rigid in your criticism?"

"What kind of freedom is that which you claim to admire? It is not freedom; it is extreme selfishness and self-indulgence!"

"Talking about moral abduction? They’re merely asking you to remember history and encourage you to be strong, and you call that moral abduction. Your morality is truly despicable!"

Lin Dong silenced them all on his own. Many were unconvinced, but they were overwhelmed by Lin Dong’s powerful presence.

The momentum of a true Earth Realm martial artist was not something these ants could contend with.

Nearby, Qiao Bing also murmured:

"May the rising sun always shine upon our land, let us not forget the heroes and their blood-soaked earth!"

The one-armed old man’s previous bewilderment instantly turned to a fervent glow at that moment as he looked at Lin Dong and Qiao Bing with a gratified smile.

He now had a firm answer to the question that had troubled his mind just a moment ago.

"My old brothers, it was worth it!!!"