Although Porter's meridians were already destroyed, he still had more than enough strength to wield a knife to kill himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe exhausted all of his strength to thrust the dagger fiercely because he wanted to use this dagger to end his life simply and quickly.
The reason why he wanted it to be simple and neat was because he did not want many people to watch him twitch and convulse in place for a long tbefore finally dying a tragic and miserable death.
At this moment, he was already long prepared to die.
As for the many soldiers from Ten Thousand Armies, they also understood that all of this was already a foregone conclusion and that no one would be able to change anything.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, at the moment when the short dagger in Porter's hands would pierce through his mourning clothes and the skin on Porter's chest, piercing into Porter's heart, Charlie kicked the dagger lightly with his toe, and sReiki instantly surged into the short dagger from the tip of his toe.
Immediately afterward, just as Porter was about to stab the short dagger into his heart, the short dagger suddenly turned into dust as it broke into pieces in front of his chest and dissipated into thin air! Everyone was dumbfounded at this moment, and even Porter himself could not believe it! He realized that the short dagger in his hand had disappeared, and when he looked down, all that was left was just sdust-like powder in the palm of his hands! His mind was blank, and he did not know how to react. Firstly, he could not understand how Charlie could kick this perfectly fine short dagger into fine dust, and secondly, he could not understand why Charlie would suddenly save him at this time.
He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Charlie with an indifferent expression on his face as he subconsciously asked, "Mr... Mr. Wade... You are..." Charlie said indifferently, "When Hunter cto the Wade family's old mansion yesterday, my grandfather told him about a past event." As he spoke, Charlie looked at Porter and spoke up, "Do you know what my father said back then when he heard that your father had committed suicide by jumping off a building?" Porter shook his head gently with a puzzled look on his face as he said in a low voice, "I don't know... Mr. Wade, please elaborate!" Charlie turned his head to look in the direction of his parents' graves in the distance as he said softly, "My father said that he had not killed anyone, but someone had died because of him. Even though my father won against your father in a just and righteous manner, he still felt guilty when he heard that your father had passed away. When people talk about so-called compassionate people, they should be talking about people like him." Porter felt incomparably guilty and ashamed as he said, "Your father, he... He is really a righteous and sentimental man... Although I was still young back then, I heard many rumors about him, and I heard many people talking about him with great admiration H "Yes!" Charlie nodded and said indifferently, "Porter Waldron, you can be considered to be very filial, but in my opinion, you can only be regarded as half a filial son. Do you know why?" Porter shook his head and said, "I would like to hear more about it in detail..." Charlie said seriously, "It would be a little one-sided if you understood the word 'filial piety' as avenging your parents or to take care of your parents until their old age and death. This is because you have overlooked the more important heritage!" As he spoke, Charlie then said, "If you have to condense Oskia's five thousand years of brilliant history, it would boil down to actually nothing more than the word 'heritage'!" "The word 'heritage' can be broken down to mean inheritance and passing down. In the final analysis, each person should carry on and form a connecting link between the preceding and the following, and you should not allow everything to end when it comes to you." "People say that we should inherit the philosophy and wisdom of our old ancestors for the sake of preserving the past. Ordinary people might not be able to reach the height of sacred learning, but at the very least, you should be able to pass on the knowledge that you have learned from your teachers, parents, and elders, to the younger generations." "Even if you cannot learn from a teacher, at the very least, you should continue carrying on the bloodline that your parents had passed on to you instead of putting your own family's bloodline to an end."
As he spoke of this, Charlie saw that Porter had already burst into tears again. So, he paused for a moment before he continued speaking, "Think about it. The blood that flows m through your veins is not just your parents blood, but it is the bloodline from your parents' two families which have been passed down for thousands of years! These bloodlines have survived countless wars and disasters but now, it is going to end when it comes to you. Do you think that your parents will be able to forgive you if you were to go and see them and accompany them like this?"
Porter was already sobbing bitterly when he heard this, and he did not even dare to raise his head to took up because he felt very ashamed. Charlie took the change in him to heart, and he continued speaking, "You have no heirs. So what if you have these brothers if you die, then?" "When they are still alive, they might
cand sweep your parents' and your grave on the account that you have been, kind to them, However after they die, their children would not ทะ have even seen you before, so why would they call the way just to pay tribute and sweep the graves of your family, then?" "In that case, after several years, your family's grave would becindistinguishable from a mass grave." "If there is land requisition and development or any natural or man-made disaster, no one would be here to collect your family's ashes and bones either." "Would there be any difference between that and having your bones and ashes destroyed, then?" X