Was Yue Xiaofei a Fraud? General Lin Was Furious!

"Grandpa, I need to go out for a while. Will you be all right here alone?" Yue Xiaofei asked.

"Right? Write what?"

Old Master Yue sat in his recliner.

A moment ago, his eyes had blazed with a murderous glare!

Now he was once again a confused old man with failing eyesight and hearing.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving!"

Yue Xiaofei put away the box of medals, took his father's photograph, then bent down and hoisted the plaque onto his shoulder.

It was as heavy as a mountain!

Not just because of its weight, but because of everything it stood for!

"The Navy and Air Force are classified units. I can't even find their addresses!"

"Looks like I'll have to go to the Jiangcheng district office first!"

Yue Xiaofei made up his mind and set off with the plaque on his shoulder!

The July sun was merciless.

With a plaque weighing over a hundred pounds on his shoulder, Yue Xiaofei was drenched in sweat before he had gone far. He looked as though he had been pulled from a vat of hot oil.

But he gritted his teeth.

His steps were slow, yet unwavering.

He thought of the original owner's diary, every word steeped in tears.

He thought of Gao Zisheng's threats, every sentence cutting like a knife.

"Just you wait, Gao Zisheng!"

Yue Xiaofei clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. His blood seemed to burn, ready to consume every injustice!

He would demand justice, even if it cost him his life!

He would clear their names, whatever the price!

Soon, passersby began to notice Yue Xiaofei.

"Is he crazy? Carrying a chunk of wood in this sun!"

"There's writing on it, too. Something about 'Pillar of the Country'?"

"From the look of him, you'd think he'd suffered some terrible injustice and was going to file a complaint."

"He's so young. What could he possibly have suffered? Bet he just wants attention. People do anything to get famous these days!"

"..."

Faced with their gossip,

Yue Xiaofei said nothing. His expression did not change as he kept walking.

Among the crowd,

a fashionably dressed girl with a sweet face held up her phone and livestreamed.

Her name was Lin Xiaolu!

She had a modest online following of several hundred thousand fans.

Her grandfather was Lin Tiejun, a former chief of staff in the provincial theater. Though retired, he still commanded considerable respect.

Her parents were wealthy businesspeople, too. By Jiangcheng standards, she was one of the city's most privileged young women.

"Everyone, look at this guy! He's carrying a plaque, and it looks like he has a bunch of medals, too. What do you think he's up to?"

There was excitement in her voice.

As a professional streamer, she had a keen eye for stories that might draw attention.

Her livestream chat came alive, comments flying across the screen.

[That plaque looks incredible. What kind of achievements would it take to earn one?]

[Looks like it's made of Golden-thread Nanmu. That material alone has to be worth several million!]

[Seriously?]

[If he's descended from a hero, why does he look so down and out? He's got to be a fraud! We can't let him tarnish a hero's honor!]

Just then, Yue Xiaofei stepped past a pothole and stumbled. The box of medals fell from his pocket.

More than a dozen medals spilled out!

"Those medals?!"

Lin Xiaolu's eyes widened in astonishment.

She knew how much those medals meant!

Her grandfather, Lin Tiejun, had fought on the battlefield, but his greatest regret was that he had never earned even one.

Every recipient was a hero with extraordinary military achievements, and their descendants received care and special treatment!

Yet this young man had more than a dozen?

And he looked so wretched, as if he had suffered some terrible injustice?

"They're fake! They have to be!"

The more Lin Xiaolu thought about it, the more suspicious she became. Perhaps Yue Xiaofei was a thief who had stolen something valuable and was using it to swindle people.

She immediately called her grandfather, Lin Tiejun.

"Grandpa, I saw someone on the street carrying a 'Pillar of the Country' plaque and more than a dozen medals! I think he's a thief!"

At the Provincial Military Region family compound,

Lin Tiejun had been sitting on a rosewood sofa, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

At the sound of his granddaughter's voice, he shot to his feet!

Tea spilled over his trousers, but he paid it no mind!

Pillar of the Country?!

Lin Tiejun knew exactly what those four words signified.

Every person awarded that title was a renowned hero.

"Xiaolu, show me your livestream!" Lin Tiejun said.

Lin Xiaolu promptly aimed her phone at Yue Xiaofei and the plaque on his shoulder.

Once Lin Tiejun saw it clearly, fury surged through him.

The words "Pillar of the Country" carried immense weight. How could some unidentified young man carry that plaque around in public so carelessly?

"Xiaolu, ask him where he got that plaque!"

Lin Tiejun roared into the phone. His chest heaved with anger.

He might be retired!

But he would never let anyone tarnish a hero's honor!

Meanwhile,

Lin Xiaolu kept the call connected and hurried over to Yue Xiaofei.

"Hello. Whose plaque is that?"

Yue Xiaofei stopped. He saw her phone and realized she was livestreaming him, but he did not care.

"It's my grandfather's!"

His voice was quiet but firm.

"What's your grandfather's name?" Lin Xiaolu pressed.

"Yue Qinhu!" Yue Xiaofei replied.

At the provincial family compound,

the name struck Lin Tiejun like a bullet.

What?!

Lin Tiejun shuddered and froze, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

Yue Qinhu!

He had been Lin Tiejun's old regimental commander!

The comrade who had pulled him from a heap of bodies under a hail of gunfire!

The man who had carried him through enemy fire and across their blockade!

He owed Yue Qinhu his life!

After the war was won, Yue Qinhu had disappeared.

The troops searched everywhere but never found him. In the end, they had no choice but to declare him dead.

"Damn it!"

Lin Tiejun suddenly began to tremble.

Not from emotion, but from rage!

His old regimental commander had been dead for decades, and now someone dared to pose as his descendant?

Lin Tiejun would not stand for it!

The fraud who dared impersonate his old commander's descendant deserved no mercy!

He would make him pay dearly!

"Xiaolu, keep an eye on that young man. Grandpa's coming right away!"

Lin Tiejun hung up.

Then he strode toward the door and shouted, "Get the car ready! We're going to Jiangcheng. I want to see this for myself!"

In his haste, Lin Tiejun stumbled and nearly fell.

Footsteps pounded toward him!

His subordinates rushed in and stopped short in alarm.

In all these years, they had never seen their former chief so shaken.

His eyes were bloodshot and blazing, and his body would not stop trembling.

"Yes, sir!"

Before long, a Hongqi sped out of the family compound and raced toward Jiangcheng...