Chapter 583: The Consequence of Not Marrying

"These days you should stay at home and let your Shuihu Ayi pick out a few suitable girls for you."

Qianshou Feijian looked at Lian Ye with a drooping face, paused in silence, and said, "You're not a kid anymore; you really should settle down and start a family."

At first, he didn't really care whether Lian Ye got married or not.

After all, living alone is carefree, especially for this kid…

But as time passed, he developed some thoughts about Lian Ye's marriage; letting this kid stay single forever isn't a good thing.

He can't be like himself—old and still alone, right?

Coincidentally, his elder sister‑in‑law wants to find a suitable match for Lian Ye, so he can use this chance to let Lian Ye choose a proper girl to marry.

Lian Ye: "???"

Not a kid anymore, settling down… Can Qianshou Feijian really say such words?

Did this old kid take the wrong medicine today? How can he have time to worry about his marriage?

You should know he never asked about his own marriage before; he seemed indifferent to whether he married or not.

Never expected this old kid to change his mind now!

Either he's changed his face or he's being threatened; aside from those two, he can't think of any other reason for Qianshou Feijian's behavior.

"Uncle, are you kidding?" Lian Ye rolled his eyes, irritated, and said, "You haven't married yourself, so how can you demand that I marry!"

This old kid, in his sixties or seventies, is still a solitary old man; if it weren't for his good luck when he was young—being taken in as an adopted son—this old thing would have been killed long ago by Jinyin Jiaoyin.

He never pressured Feijian to marry, yet this guy is now meddling in his affairs.

I really don't know how this old kid has the face to say something about making himself get married!

"If I don't marry, you'll support my old age; if you don't marry, who will support yours?" Qianshou Feijian retorted bluntly, "Do you expect your three disciples to support you?"

Facing Lian Ye's future retirement issue, Qianshou Feijian thinks Lian Ye's three disciples are all unreliable!

One of them left the Village, roaming the Ninja World as a female bathhouse attendant, and may not return for months.

Another spends every day in a casino as a money‑delivering boy, called a "fat sheep" by the gamblers at the tables, and has never won any money.

The third stays in the Laboratory all day; aside from resting, he's always conducting experiments, and even his meals must be delivered personally by Teacher Lian Ye.

If those three were truly to support Lian Ye in his old age…

In Qianshou Feijian's imagination, the scene thirty years later—

"Uncle Lianye, I'm out of money, give me some, I want to gamble!"

"Gangshou, can you stop gambling? You've lost all the family's money…" The aged Lian Ye, seated in a wheelchair, pleaded desperately to the red‑eyed Gangshou before him.

"I don't care; sell the house quickly. Trust me, I can win back all the money I lost before!"

In the end, Gangshou ignored Lian Ye's objections, took the house deed to the casino, leaving Lian Ye alone, silently shedding tears as he watched her departing back.

Orochimaru finished a day's experiment and, exhausted, arrived at Lian Ye's house.

"Teacher, I'm hungry, hurry up and cook." Orochimaru's eyes flickered: "You didn't bring me lunch today; I've been starving all afternoon, and it really annoys me!"

"Sorry, Orochimaru." Lian Ye said with a bitter expression: "Zilaoye peeked at the female bathhouse and got caught by the Security Forces; I went to bail him out at noon, so I didn't have time to cook for you."

Orochimaru's face showed no expression at all; he said coldly, "Old thing, I won't argue with you this time. Next time, I'll tie you to the experiment table!"

"Teacher, I know I was wrong."

Lian Ye said weakly, then wheeled himself to the kitchen to cook.

After the meal, Orochimaru finished, wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up and left without looking back, leaving only one sentence.

"Remember to bring me food tomorrow."

Lian Ye watched his departing back, sighed silently, then alone cleared the dishes from the table and cleaned the kitchen thoroughly.

Having finished all that, Lian Ye was just about to lie down on the bed to sleep when a group of people burst into the courtyard.

The leader held a deed in his hand.

"Old thing, Gangshou has already lost the house to me; tonight you better pack up and get out!"

In the end, Lian Ye was carried on his wheelchair by a group, thrown out of the courtyard, falling miserably onto the ground; he looked at the shattered wheelchair, then at the tightly shut gate, and helpless tears streamed down.

Without the wheelchair, he could only crawl on his hands on the ground, his fingers raw and bloodied.

After an unknown amount of time, he arrived at a tomb, exhausted his whole strength and leaned against the gravestone.

"Uncle, I was wrong; I should have listened to you back then…"

At this moment Lian Ye was full of regret; he regretted not having followed Uncle's advice to marry and have children.

Had he obeyed then, he wouldn't have faced this fate.

The three disciples are completely unreliable…

Lian Ye cried and cried, and at the gravestone he permanently closed his eyes; by the time his corpse was discovered, it had already rotted.

Meanwhile, his three disciples didn't care at all: one kept losing at the casino and turning red‑eyed, another ogled the female bathhouse and drooled, and the third was fully absorbed in research in the Laboratory.

The passing villagers.

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful…"

"Who would have thought a once‑great champion would meet such a tragic end."

"Look, this is the consequence of not marrying!"

……

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"Uncle, Uncle…"

Lian Ye saw Qianshou Feijian suddenly stare blankly, unresponsive for a long while, and instinctively waved his hand in front of his eyes.

What is this old kid thinking, so absent‑minded?

Upon hearing that, Qianshou Feijian snapped back, his expression complex as he stared at the relatively young Lian Ye before him.

If this kid doesn't marry, his future fate will likely be just as he just imagined.

Kid, no matter what you do, this marriage will definitely happen!

Lian Ye: "???"

He could clearly feel the old man's change of tone; earlier he was merely persuading him to marry, now he is forcefully demanding it!

He didn't understand what the old man had just been thinking, why the change was so drastic in such a short time?!

"Uncle, you haven't taken the wrong medicine, have you?"

"I'm in good health, I haven't taken any medicine," Qianshou Feijian said. "If you don't marry, have you considered your retirement? Could you really let three disciples take care of you in old age?"

"You say that, but those three want to provide for my retirement, and I still don't want to agree."

Lian Ye rolled his Byakugan, thinking that letting those three unreliable guys handle his retirement would doom the second half of his life to old‑age misery.

"As for my retirement, you don't need to worry about it."

It's not like he has no money; when he truly grows old, he can simply spend money to hire a nanny to look after him.

If it really doesn't work out, he'll just go to a nursing home with Tuan Cang.

As long as it's not to the point where he can't walk, there's no need to worry about retirement at all.

Two old farts taking care of each other isn't impossible…