Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1252 - 1237: Come Back

Yao Xiaoming believed he had found the key to the problem and quickly smiled, saying, "This big brother, this big brother, we’ve been admiring the Shura Alliance for a long time. Our boss has always said he wants to pay a visit to your Brother Song ever since we came to Sunan, but he’s been too busy. However, he should be visiting in the next couple of days. Our boss is from Beijing and has told me he greatly admires and respects your Brother Song."

"Cut the crap, I’m here today to deal with you. If you can get away, that’s your skill; if not, you’re getting beaten."

As Xie zi spoke, he rushed forward and swung a stick right onto Yao Xiaoming’s shoulder.

This time, they were here to rough people up, not kill anyone, so Xie zi didn’t aim for any lethal spots. Hitting the shoulder is the least likely to kill someone.

Crack.

Yao Xiaoming couldn’t dodge in time and got hit squarely on the shoulder by Xie zi, making a cracking sound as his shoulder fractured.

Yao Xiaoming yelped in pain, falling to the ground as Xie zi rushed over and kicked him several times.

"Damn, coming to Sunan to make a living without checking in with us first? Do you really think we don’t exist?"

Meanwhile, another group from the Shura Alliance charged menacingly toward the people from Golden Saint Real Estate.

Earlier, Golden Saint Real Estate’s hundred or two chased after villagers, because villagers were like sheep and they were like wolves. Even if villagers held weapons, they’d still be akin to "Pleasant Sheep" facing "Grey Wolf," and have to submit. But now, only forty or so people from the Shura Alliance chased down those from Golden Saint Real Estate. Though the real estate people were wolves, the Shura Alliance people were tigers, a pack of Fierce Tigers.

Soon, some Golden Saint Real Estate people were knocked down by the Shura Alliance, their cries echoing in the sky. The villagers hiding in the village saw the "Grey Wolf" getting beaten up, and rushed out with sticks and clubs to join in and hit the downed guys.

While this exciting fight was going on, on the other side, Song Yun was escorting a group of people to the provincial TV station.

After receiving a thousand thanks from the production crew, Song Yun took Lin Yu to a black Q5 parked downstairs. This was an arrangement Song Yun had made before coming.

"Do you think this will blow up?"

Lin Yu asked from the passenger seat.

"No," Song Yun shook his head, "as long as the Golden Saint Real Estate boss steps in, it won’t make the news. But these things are just leverage for petty upper-class games. Golden Saint Real Estate is doing well, and someone’s bound to be jealous. Today’s events can escalate if someone insists, but it depends on the agreements they’ll make. However, we wasted time this time, fought for nothing, almost got hit by a car, and got nothing good out of it."

"I’m sorry, Song Yun, it’s all my fault!"

Lin Yu lowered his head, saying, "If I hadn’t insisted on you coming with me, none of this would have happened."

"It’s fine, nothing much going on anyway these days," Song Yun chuckled, "It’s been so long since we hung out together, at least today was thrilling."

"So, are you coming to my place tonight?" Lin Yu asked.

"To your place? What for?" Song Yun asked.

"I... want to thank you," Lin Yu blushed, "I... I told you before, my period... hasn’t come."

"Hahaha, are you planning to offer yourself to me?" Song Yun teased.

Lin Yu looked up, slightly annoyed, "What are you talking about?"

"Haha, just kidding. But tonight, I’ll see if I’m free, I bet I’ll get a call soon."

As soon as Song Yun finished speaking, his phone rang.

"See?"

Song Yun laughed, picking up the phone and pressing the quick-connect key.

"Hello, is this Song Yun?" a gentle voice asked on the other end.

"It’s me," Song Yun replied.

"Haha, I’m Wen Changlin," the voice said, "I suppose you’ve heard of me."

"Of course, I know you, the boss of Golden Saint Real Estate!" Song Yun laughed, "So, what’s up?"

"I often hear people mention you."

Wen Changlin’s consistently gentle voice was pleasing to the ears.

"Oh, I’ve often heard about you too," Song Yun said casually.

"Haha, I’ve always admired you," Wen Changlin said, "Last time you came to Beijing, you shook up the whole city, left Kirin crippled, and sent Zhao Min to Sunan. Now whenever your name is mentioned in the upper circles of Beijing, thumbs go up universally!"

"You’re too kind!"

Song Yun humbly responded.

"I’m not just praising you," Wen Changlin said with a smile, "I’ve always wanted to meet you, but I was out of town when you were in Beijing, and when I returned, you were gone. Our timing didn’t match, otherwise, I think we would’ve become great friends."

"I think so too,"

If the other party wants to chat, Song Yun obliges, idly chatting on one side while his men beat up on the other. No time wasted.

"Haha, in that case, it’s settled. If I visit Sunan, you’ll have to host me, and we’ll drink and chat. And if you come to SH, I’ll be the perfect host!" Wen Changlin chuckled, "White Tiger often mentions that though you’ve known each other a long time, you haven’t visited him yet."

Song Yun’s expression changed slightly, "Well, I’ll find the chance to visit SH."

"Then we look forward to your visit. Haha, I called today mainly to get acquainted, nothing more. This is my private number, hope you don’t mind saving it?" Wen Changlin asked.

"Of course, it’s my honor," Song Yun said.

"Alright then, talk later, bye."

After that, Wen Changlin hung up the call.

Song Yun looked at the ordinary number on his phone, carefully saved it under Wen Changlin’s name, then called Xie zi.

"Everyone, come back."

Song Yun ordered.

After Song Yun hung up, Lin Yu curiously asked, "Did that person plead with you?"

"No," Song Yun shook his head, "He didn’t need to. He just wanted to introduce himself, that’s all."

"Then why did you..." Lin Yu was even more puzzled.

"Why did I call my men back, you’re asking?" Song Yun smiled and asked.

"Yeah, you should have made him ask for it, so you could gain some advantage, right? Don’t you usually like that?" Lin Yu asked.

Song Yun laughed, reaching over and grabbing Lin Yu’s leg a few times, "Am I someone who just loves taking advantage of others?"

Feeling the warmth from his big hand, Lin Yu blushed and said, "Aren’t you?"

"Not really."