Just after Tang San left the shop,
a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and black-framed crystal glasses emerged from a wall behind the shelves.
It was none other than Flender. The shop Tang San had visited belonged to him.
When he saw Tang San approaching, Flender had quickly hidden himself.
"Did Tang San come to pawn something?"
"Strange."
"Where did he get all this stuff?"
Flender muttered as he examined the items on the table.
Only the Spirit Guidance Bracelet was worth anything. The rest was just trash that had been left in the wrong place.
"Why is there red underwear, too? These days, people will really try to sell anything."
"Ridiculous."
He shook his head and tucked it away. Perhaps he could get a good price for it someday.
"And there are a few books?"
"Records of Martial Soul cultivation?"
"What garbage."
He flipped through them briefly and tossed them into the trash.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xiaogang in a long time. I still haven't given him a gift. He may not know proper etiquette, but that doesn't mean I don't."
"Doctor, I've raised the money. Please treat my adoptive father right away."
Inside Suotuo City First People's Clinic,
Tang San handed the doctor two bags of Gold Soul Coins.
"All right."
The doctor nodded, then went with Tang San back into the treatment room where Yu Xiaogang was lying.
After receiving his fee, the doctor quickly summoned his Martial Soul, the Healing Orb.
Two white and two yellow Spirit Rings rose from beneath his feet.
His Second Soul Ring and fourth Spirit Ring flashed at the same time. A white and a green light swirled around Yu Xiaogang, lifting his body into the air.
Yu Xiaogang's injuries were severe. Sweat poured from the Soul Ancestor's forehead.
Honestly, three hundred Gold Soul Coins was already too little. If Tang San hadn't been a child and Yu Xiaogang a disabled man, he would have charged at least five hundred.
Yu Xiaogang's face quickly regained its color.
The large lump on his head gradually shrank, and his sunken chest slowly returned to normal.
"Phew!"
The doctor let out a long breath and lowered Yu Xiaogang's body.
"Doctor? How is my father?"
Tang San asked impatiently.
"Prepare yourself."
The doctor sighed.
"Your father won't be a normal man anymore."
Tang San didn't quite understand.
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
The doctor's gaze fell on Yu Xiaogang, focusing on the area between his legs.
"What else could 'not a normal man' mean?"
"I've already put it as delicately as I can."
Tang San suddenly understood.
"What!"
That meant his adoptive father was going to become a eunuch!
Eunuch Yu!
He stared at Yu Xiaogang with wide eyes.
"How is this possible!"
"Doctor, can't you treat him?"
He dropped to his knees before the doctor. "Please, save my adoptive father. He can't become a eunuch!"
The doctor sighed and looked out the window.
"That part has been crushed into a complete mess. Judging by the damage, someone deliberately stomped on it—and repeatedly jumped up and down while doing so."
An image suddenly appeared in Tang San's mind: he had been jumping on Yu Xiaogang and stomping on him. Could that have been when he crushed it?
"Besides, there was still a chance, but the other person kicked him again at the end, completely destroying it."
Another image appeared. As if to make sure the person tied up wasn't Yu Xiaogang, Tang San had delivered one last kick—and that had completely ended Yu Xiaogang's chances of recovering his manhood.
Tang San asked again, unwilling to give up.
"Is there really no chance at all?"
The doctor thought for a moment.
"If you go to the Suotuo City First People's Hospital next door and find a doctor of Spirit Emperor rank, there should still be a chance."
"But the treatment will cost about three hundred Gold Soul Coins."
Tang San's eyes changed instantly.
He wasn't getting it treated. He had no money.
The doctor also couldn't help sighing. Misfortune really did seek out the most unfortunate people.
Poor man. He was disabled in two ways now.
He picked up a long sword from beside him and handed it to Tang San.
"You're his son. You do it yourself."
"Once it's completely removed, I'll perform the final treatment. If it isn't removed, the injury will spread throughout his body."
Leaving those words behind, the doctor walked out again.
Inside the treatment room, Tang San didn't hesitate. He raised the long sword and brought it down cleanly.
A cry of anguish rang through the room.
"Father!"
"Don't blame me!"
Ten minutes later, the doctor performed the final treatment. Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes in a daze.
He looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, confused.
Had he fallen asleep?
He seemed to have seen his great-grandmother in a dream.
Wait—
Hadn't he been waiting on the roof for his beloved son, Tang San, to wake up?
Why was he lying here?
This place looked like a hospital.
Suddenly, a large face entered Yu Xiaogang's field of vision.
"Father, you're finally awake!"
Then came Tang San's sobs.
"Do you know how worried I was?"
He quickly threw himself onto Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang was still confused.
"Xiaosan, what happened to me?"
Tang San had already planned what to say. He only needed to make a few simple changes to what had really happened.
By mixing truth and lies together, he could make it impossible for anyone to tell the difference. He'd understood that deeply in his previous life.
"Father, when I went out this morning, I found you lying motionless at the dormitory entrance. Someone had beaten you until your face was bruised and swollen, and you were covered in blood."
"I hurriedly carried you here for treatment, and after the doctor treated you, he finally saved your life."
Yu Xiaogang recalled what had happened that morning. He had been waiting on the roof when suddenly his body fell uncontrollably.
After that, he couldn't see anything clearly. Someone had beaten him savagely, and he'd lost consciousness partway through.
When he woke up, he was already here.
"Thank you, Xiaosan. You've saved me again."
A smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face. Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong. His expression changed, and he quickly reached down, but grabbed nothing.
"Father, I'm sorry!"
Before Yu Xiaogang could speak, Tang San confessed.
"Father, blame me if you must."
"I was the one who cut it off. It was completely rotten. If I hadn't removed it, the wound would have spread throughout your body!"
Yu Xiaogang sighed and helplessly waved his one remaining arm.
"Forget it."
"If it's gone, it's gone. It was useless anyway."
"I don't blame you. You were trying to save me."
Watching the two of them, the doctor smiled.
"Truly a loving father and dutiful son." Affinity (4000tokens), could skip almost all kinds of thread. Bulk processing: Multiple threads are merged and considered the same as only one thread for the purposes of affinity, per thread point cap, and so on. The skipped threads do not count as skipped for limitation. Example: affinity level 3 has cap of 8k tokens, if there are six 1k threads and one 9k thread, bulk processing costs 6k and gets you to 10k. This would still be under the 24k affinity limit.A Loving Father and Dutiful Son: Grandmaster Yu Becomes Eunuch Yu ### Just after Tang San left the shop,
a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and black-framed crystal glasses emerged from the wall behind the shelves.
This man was none other than Flender. The shop Tang San had visited belonged to him.
When Flender saw Tang San approaching the shop, he quickly hid himself.
"Did Tang San come to pawn something?"
"Strange."
"Where did he get all this stuff?"
Flender muttered as he examined the things on the table.
Only the Spirit Guidance Bracelet was worth anything. The rest was just garbage that had been left in the wrong place.
"Why are there red underwear, too? These days, people really will try to sell anything."
"Ridiculous."
He shook his head and tucked it away. Perhaps he could get a good price for it someday.
"And there are a few books?"
"Records of Martial Soul cultivation?"
"What garbage."
He briefly flipped through them, then casually tossed them into the trash.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xiaogang in a long time. I still haven't given him a gift. He may not know proper etiquette, but that doesn't mean I don't."
"Doctor, I've raised the money. Please treat my adoptive father right away."
Inside Suotuo City First People's Clinic,
Tang San handed the doctor two bags of Gold Soul Coins.
"All right."
The doctor nodded and took Tang San back into the treatment room where Yu Xiaogang was lying.
After receiving the fee, the doctor quickly summoned his Martial Soul, the Healing Orb.
Two white and two yellow Spirit Rings rose from beneath his feet.
His Second Soul Ring and fourth Spirit Ring flashed at the same time. A white light and a green light swirled around Yu Xiaogang, lifting his body into the air.
Yu Xiaogang's injuries were severe. Sweat poured from the Soul Ancestor's forehead.
Honestly, three hundred Gold Soul Coins was already too little. If Tang San hadn't been a child and Yu Xiaogang a disabled man, he would have charged at least five hundred.
Yu Xiaogang's face quickly regained its color.
The large lump on his head gradually shrank, and his sunken chest slowly returned to normal.
"Phew!"
The doctor let out a long breath and lowered Yu Xiaogang's body.
"Doctor? How is my father?"
Tang San asked impatiently.
"Prepare yourself."
The doctor sighed.
"Your father won't be a normal man anymore."
Tang San didn't quite understand.
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
The doctor looked at Yu Xiaogang, his gaze settling between his legs.
"What else could 'not a normal man' mean?"
"I've already put it as delicately as I can."
Tang San suddenly understood.
"What!"
That meant his adoptive father was going to become a eunuch!
Eunuch Yu!
He stared at Yu Xiaogang with wide eyes.
"How is this possible!"
"Doctor, can't you treat him?"
He dropped to his knees before the doctor. "Please, save my adoptive father. He can't become a eunuch!"
The doctor sighed and looked out the window.
"That part has been crushed into a complete mess. Judging by the damage, someone deliberately stomped on it—and repeatedly jumped up and down while doing so."
An image suddenly appeared in Tang San's mind: he had been jumping on Yu Xiaogang and stomping on him. Could that have been when he crushed it?
"Besides, there was still a chance, but the other person kicked him again at the end, completely destroying it."
Another image appeared. As if to make sure the person tied up wasn't Yu Xiaogang, Tang San had delivered one last kick—and that had completely ended Yu Xiaogang's chances of becoming a normal man again.
Tang San asked again, unwilling to give up.
"Is there really no chance at all?"
The doctor thought for a moment.
"If you go to the Suotuo City First People's Hospital next door and find a doctor of Spirit Emperor rank, there should still be a chance."
"But the treatment will cost about three hundred Gold Soul Coins."
Tang San's expression changed instantly.
He wasn't getting it treated. He had no money.
The doctor couldn't help sighing, either. Misfortune really did seek out the most unfortunate people.
Poor man. He was disabled in two ways now.
He picked up a long sword from beside him and handed it to Tang San.
"You're his son. You do it yourself."
"Once it's completely removed, I'll perform the final treatment. If it isn't removed, the injury will spread throughout his body."
Leaving those words behind, the doctor walked out again.
Inside the treatment room, Tang San didn't hesitate. He raised the long sword and brought it down cleanly.
A cry of anguish rang through the room.
"Father!"
"Don't blame me!"
Ten minutes later, the doctor performed the final treatment. Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes in a daze.
He looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, confused.
Had he fallen asleep?
He seemed to have seen his great-grandmother in a dream.
Wait—
Hadn't he been waiting on the roof for his beloved son, Tang San, to wake up?
Why was he lying here?
This place looked like a hospital.
Suddenly, a large face appeared in Yu Xiaogang's field of vision.
"Father, you're finally awake!"
Then came Tang San's sobs.
"Do you know how worried I was?"
He quickly threw himself onto Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang was still confused.
"Xiaosan, what happened to me?"
Tang San had already planned what to say. He only needed to make a few simple changes to what had really happened.
By mixing truth and lies together, he could make it impossible for anyone to tell the difference. He'd understood that deeply in his previous life.
"Father, when I went out this morning, I found you lying motionless at the dormitory entrance. Someone had beaten you until your face was bruised and swollen, and you were covered in blood."
"I hurriedly carried you here for treatment, and after the doctor treated you, he finally saved your life."
Yu Xiaogang recalled what had happened that morning. He had been waiting on the roof when suddenly his body had fallen uncontrollably.
After that, he couldn't see anything clearly. Someone had beaten him savagely, and he'd lost consciousness partway through.
When he woke up, he was already here.
"Thank you, Xiaosan. You've saved me again."
A smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face. Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong. His expression changed, and he quickly reached down, but grabbed nothing.
"Father, I'm sorry!"
Before Yu Xiaogang could speak, Tang San confessed.
"Father, blame me if you must."
"I was the one who cut it off. It was completely rotten. If I hadn't removed it, the wound would have spread throughout your body!"
Yu Xiaogang sighed and helplessly waved his one remaining arm.
"Forget it."
"If it's gone, it's gone. It was useless anyway."
"I don't blame you. You were trying to save me."
The doctor watched the two of them and smiled.
"Truly a loving father and dutiful son."
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