1578 Fate
After more than ten years, Priest Zhang was no different from before, but Old Master Jun was clearly much older. After all, he was in his eighties. His beard and hair were almost completely white, and the ravine on his face was getting deeper.
Looking at the young and energetic children in front of him, Old Master Jun’s eyes were filled with relief.
Over the years, Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan’s departure had dealt Old Master Jun a considerable blow. Fortunately, these few great-grandsons had given him great comfort.
Jun Yin supported the entire Jun Corporation with his young shoulders. Jun Jiajin was calm and passionate about painting and calligraphy, but all these years, he had been helping Jun Yin deal with the corporation’s matters.
Foreign enemies surrounded them. In the years of turmoil, the happiest person in the Jun family was Little Xiaxia.
She was pampered by the entire family. Jun Yin and Jun Jiajin had blocked all the storms for her. In the Jun family, Little Xiaxia’s entire mission was to live happily and be everyone’s little princess.
“Priest Zhang, Xiao Bao is about to reach adulthood. I hope you can help host his coming-of-age ceremony.”
The Jun family was a big family that had been around for a hundred years. The family still had some old habits. For example, when every successor came of age, they had to hold a grand coming-of-age ceremony to announce that they already had the ability to become the new leader.
Logically speaking, the person in charge of the coming-of-age ceremony should be the previous generation’s head. However, Jun Shiling had disappeared for so many years… It could only be presided over by a respected person.
Hearing Old Master Jun’s words, Priest Zhang stroked his beard and shook his head mysteriously. “I’m not hosting.”
“Priest Zhang, you’re an expert. I hope you can host my great-grandson’s coming-of-age ceremony. If you have any requests, feel free to ask. As long as I…”
“It’s not because of this.” Priest Zhang shook his head. “I’m unwilling to host mainly because I’m not the most suitable host.”
Old Master Jun was stunned. “Then who is?”
Priest Zhang smiled with a mysterious aura. “As for this host… You’ll know when the time comes. I came this time to see you children. I’m preparing to leave.”
The old master widened his eyes. “Priest, stay a few more days.”
“No need.” Priest Zhang stood up and waved his hand with a smile. “This world is bustling with activity. It’s all fate. Our fate ends here. We probably won’t see each other in the future. Goodbye.”
“Priest Zhang, you…” Old Master Jun did not understand what Priest Zhang meant. He wanted to ask Priest Zhang to stay, but Priest Zhang had already strode out the door.
“There’s no need to send me off. Old Master, the Jun family has ancestors blessing them. I’ll only guide you until here. See you again.”
Priest Zhang walked extremely quickly. Not long after, his back completely disappeared at the door. It was as if a gust of wind had passed through the world, leaving no traces.
“Great-grandfather, what does Priest Zhang mean?” Little Xiaxia’s bright eyes were filled with confusion and curiosity.
“I don’t know either. Sigh.” Old Master Jun sighed. “Since Priest Zhang is unwilling to host your coming-of-age ceremony, let me do it.”
Looking at Old Master Jun, whose beard and hair were completely white, Jun Yin’s heart ached. “Great-grandfather, it’s okay. It’s so tiring to hold a ceremony. It’s just a shell.”
“That won’t do.” Old Master Jun interrupted Jun Yin. “You…”
Before the old master could finish speaking, Jun Yin’s phone rang. The other party said a few words, and Jun Yin’s expression clearly darkened. “I understand.”
He hung up and looked at Old Master. “Great-grandfather, there’s something on at the company. I’ll deal with it first.”
The old master sighed. “It’s about the second branch again, right? Go ahead.”
“Mm.”
“I’ll go with you.” Jun Jiajin was worried and left with Jun Yin.
Seeing that her two brothers had left, Little Xiaxia’s eyes were filled with worry. “Great-grandfather, Brother has worked so hard.”
Old Master Jun’s heart ached for Jun Yin, but he had no choice. Other than him, no one could hold the position of the head of the Jun Corporation. He stroked Little Xiaxia’s head. “Good girl.”
Little Xiaxia leaned on Old Master Jun’s shoulder and turned to see Old Master’s white sideburns. For some reason, Little Xiaxia suddenly wanted to cry.
She secretly missed Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan again. If only Daddy and Mommy were here, Great-grandfather and Brother would not have to work so hard.
