Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1225 - 12010: Got Schooled

As he spoke, Chen Yang got up, then left Song Yun’s hospital room with Fei.

"The way things developed, it’s going much smoother than you expected, right?" Qingluan asked.

"Indeed, Chen Yang is also a smart person; there are no fools around nowadays."

"Hmm, now you just rest well. Brother Zhao Yan has already sent a lot of people to take over everything left behind by the Money Gang. Don’t overthink it," Qingluan said with a smile.

"Hmm, I understand."

It took Song Yun five days to recover his body. By the fifth day, Song Yun could already walk on his own, and on this day, he received news from Xuanwu. Apparently, Xuanwu had some contact with Xingyi’an in Guangxi.

Song Yun took these things lightly. One person can’t possibly rule the whole underworld of Shen Zhou; Shen Zhou is ultimately the Dáng’s realm. When you unify the underworld of Shen Zhou, it’s also the time of your demise. Anyone trying to share power with the Dáng will meet a dead end.

Even Song Yun, even Song Kunlun, when it comes down to it, are merely tools used by the Dáng to manage the underworld. How much money this tool makes or how powerful it becomes is none of the Dáng’s concern, and when this tool becomes too big to control, the Dáng only needs to toss it aside, and what seems to be an invincible tool will instantly shatter.

On the sixth day of Song Yun’s hospitalization.

Song Yun could already run around!

On this day, Song Yun was discharged, and at the same time, Zhao Yan arrived in Guangzhou.

He came over partly to take over the Triad’s assets and to coordinate activities in the Pearl River Delta area, and partly for personal matters.

"Heh heh."

Seeing Zhao Yan, who looked as cool as Rukawa Kaede, Song Yun shamelessly laughed and said, "Zhao Yan, how do you like my methods? This piece of the Pearl River Delta is practically ours now."

"Not bad."

Zhao Yan was reading some documents, saying as he looked, "The overall situation is still under your control, but the final closing move was a bit unsteady. You thought of a single combat challenge; luckily you won, but what if you had lost?"

"You don’t understand; this was a duel between experts," Song Yun said proudly. "A duel between experts must be one-on-one."

"You’re already the leader of a gang; you should be mindful of your status," Zhao Yan put the documents down and looked at Song Yun, "Don’t jump into everything yourself. Do you know what a true strategist is? A true strategist of True Qi never gets themselves hurt!"

"Heh heh." Song Yun awkwardly scratched his head. For some reason, anytime Zhao Yan scolded him, he felt like he had done something wrong.

"How’s your recovery now?" Zhao Yan asked.

"It’s going well; I’m strong enough to fight tigers in the mountains and kill dragons in the sea."

"Once things are settled in the Pearl River Delta, we should take a good rest."

A few days later, at Guangzhou First People’s Hospital.

Zhang Bei was still lying on the hospital bed.

Zhang Bei didn’t have Song Yun’s physique, nor did he have Song Yun’s potions, so the speed of his recovery wasn’t as fast as Song Yun’s.

After so many days of recuperation, Zhang Bei’s health had improved reasonably well, and he could already get out of bed and walk. However, Zhang Bei now seemed a bit reluctant to walk.

Because for him, he didn’t know where his future lay.

Zhang Bei felt his life was both amazing and tragic.

Before meeting Song Yun, he was just a small security guard. But after meeting Song Yun, Zhang Bei’s life changed, but the change was minor, merely elevating him from a small security guard to the head of security, at most a head with better benefits and status.

Later, Zhang Bei was valued by Song Yun and sent to the Pearl River Delta to be undercover. With his courage and determination, he quickly took root in the Pearl River Delta area.

Gradually, he grew and sprouted, and his ambition slowly grew as well.

Then, Zhang Bei faced a choice between betrayal and loyalty.

Zhang Bei chose betrayal, but Song Yun’s methods made Zhang Bei have no choice but to be loyal. If Song Yun hadn’t realized Zhang Bei’s rebellious intentions, it would have been fine, but now that Song Yun was already aware and used some methods to hold Zhang Bei down, making him continue to work for him, although he did indeed accomplish much afterward, the stamp of disloyalty, it seems, had already been deeply engraved in Song Yun’s heart.

Now, with Xingyi’an fleeing the Pearl River Delta and the Money Gang being wiped out by Song Yun, Zhang Bei felt his life, for the first time, was unprecedentedly bleak.

Perhaps the next second, I’ll inexplicably die on this hospital bed.

Zhang Bei gave a self-mocking laugh.

"Brother Zhang."

A voice came from the side.

Zhang Bei turned his head and said with a smile, "Baiwan, why are you here?"

"Brother Song and Brother Zhao Yan are here."

Huang Baiwan slightly stepped aside, and the figures of Song Yun and Zhao Yan appeared before Zhang Bei.

"Ah, Brother Song, Brother Zhao Yan!"

Zhang Bei hurriedly sat up and greeted them.

"Hehe, your recovery seems pretty good!" Song Yun said with a smile, then sat on a chair that Huang Baiwan brought over.

"Brother Song’s recovery speed is what’s really impressive. I heard Brother Song got injured, yet now you look so robust, and I’m still stuck in the hospital; the gap in our physical conditioning truly can’t be compared!" Zhang Bei said.

"Just focus on your recovery." Song Yun crossed his arms and said, "Once you’re well, your assessment will come down."

"Well..." Zhang Bei stayed silent for a while before saying, "Brother Song, I have wronged you. Whether you want to kill or scold me, do it as you please; don’t make me wait. You know, this waiting for death, it feels awful."

"Oh? You want to die that much?" Song Yun asked.

"Though I didn’t truly betray you, the intention could never be hidden from you. In the Martial World, loyalty is paramount, and I... no longer qualify to live in the Martial World," Zhang Bei said.

"Hahaha."

Song Yun suddenly started laughing.

Zhang Bei looked at Song Yun in surprise.

"I, Song Yun, never focus on the process, only the outcome," Song Yun said, squinting his eyes. "People, who doesn’t have a bit of ambition? Right, having ambition is good; it’s just whether you can control it, be it by your own effort or with external help. Either way, you’ve ultimately controlled your ambition. You played a major role in this, so I won’t let you suffer."

"Ah?"

Zhang Bei looked at Song Yun in shock. "Brother Song, you... you’re saying... you want to reward me?"

"Naturally." Song Yun nodded and said, "Merit must be rewarded, clear penalties and rewards are what make us truly sustainable. Your contributions this time were significant, and we’ll give you a satisfactory reward. Just patiently wait here. My visit today is mainly to check on you and see how you’re recovering. The headquarters is currently very short-staffed, and I hope you can recover soon and work for the headquarters!"