Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1746 - 1640: The Dead Return to Life

"Song Ergou, you brought this on yourself; you can’t live." Song Kunlun said, "You’ve committed such heinous crimes, it’s hard to avoid death. Even if the Song Family lets you go, the higher-ups won’t spare you."

"I know."

Song Ergou looked at Song Kunlun and said, "I just never understood, why do you always want me dead? Is it really just for the position of Family Head?"

Song Kunlun squinted his eyes and said, "Ergou, don’t think you can turn the tables, it’s useless. You’ve lost, completely."

"Really?"

Song Ergou sighed, shook his head, and said, "The ones who truly lost are actually you all."

"I lost?" Song Kunlun was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, "Song Ergou, have you lost your mind in desperation? I lost? How did I lose? Look at everything now, your schemes, your hypocritical face have all been exposed. You’ve lost utterly, and you still say I lost? It’s laughable."

"I don’t want to say more." Song Ergou said, "I gave you a chance, but you always wanted me dead; I had no choice."

Saying this, Song Ergou took a few steps forward to stand in front of Song Laifu and said, "My second uncle always trusted you. This is the only time he didn’t tell you everything, so you turned on him."

"What... what did you say!!" Song Laifu looked at Song Yun in shock, "What... what are you trying to do?"

"Nothing."

Song Ergou shook his head, turned back to his seat, and looking at Song Meifeng beside him, said, "Aunt, I actually have no evidence to refute these things, but there’s someone who will tell you the whole truth."

"Who?"

Song Meifeng was taken aback and asked.

"My second uncle."

Song Ergou said, a confident smile curving his lips to the extreme, "Qingsi, please bring out my second uncle."

"Okay."

Ye Qingsi, who was sitting beside Song Ergou, nodded with a smile and walked out of the main hall.

Song Ergou’s words left everyone present dumbfounded, including Song Kunlun, Song Meiqin, Song Chun, Song Dong, and Song Meifeng.

"Ergou, you... what did you say? Brother?" Song Meifeng said in surprise, "Brother already passed away, how can he tell me? Could it be... you have another will from him too?"

"You’ll know in a moment." Song Ergou said.

Standing aside, Song Yun was also full of shock, looking at Xia Tian, who had been calmly smiling as if he heard and saw nothing, Song Yun asked, "What’s going on?"

"Do you remember something I told you?" Xia Tian suddenly asked.

"What thing?" Song Yun asked.

"Don’t easily trust everything that happens in front of you." Xia Tian said, "Many things aren’t as they seem."

"You’re saying!" Song Yun’s eyes lit up.

"Actually, I don’t know either. I just feel that nothing is that simple or smooth. Uncle isn’t foolish, and Mr. Song couldn’t have left such a will, don’t you think?" Xia Tian asked with a smile.

"Exactly!"

Song Yun nodded.

At this moment.

Three figures appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

The appearance of these three people instantly caused a commotion in the hall.

Among these three, one was Ye Qingsi, and the other two were elderly men. One of the elderly men was being supported by Ye Qingsi, and behind him was an elderly man with a long braid.

All those present knew these two elderly men, and even earlier, many had offered incense to the elderly man being supported by Ye Qingsi!

Mr. Song!

The person was Mr. Song, who was supposedly turned to ashes!

Mr. Song looked full of vitality. Though being supported, he showed no sign of illness or frailty, while the person behind him was naturally Elder Wang. Elder Wang’s eyes were dull, not looking at anyone. However, almost everyone, including Song Yun, felt as if being watched by Elder Wang.

"What’s going on!"

Song Yun looked in shock at his father beside him.

"Your Second Grandpa has always been in good health, and with his great-grandchild just a month old, would he willingly leave us so early?" Song Ergou said with a smile.

"Then... then who was that... the one who died outside?" Song Yun said with a trembling voice.

"Just a stand-in." Song Ergou smiled and said, "Son, this play has just begun. Just watch, it’s a big show jointly directed by your Second Grandpa and me."

"Dad... you... you are..." Song Yun didn’t know what to say, realizing his Second Grandpa had faked his death!

Upon learning this, many things became clear in Song Yun’s mind, and the upcoming storyline appeared instantly.

Song Yun’s lips involuntarily curved upward.

Song Kunlun is done for!

Mr. Song’s appearance shocked the entire hall and even the whole Song Family, having just seen his body sent to the crematorium, only for him to show up again. Could it be he had resurrected?

"Brother!"

Song Meifeng immediately rushed up happily, saying, "How come you’re... you’re..."

"Haha, Meifeng, seeing me alive is surprising, isn’t it?" Mr. Song laughed heartily.

"Surprising... no, it’s a joy, brother, how come you’re still alive!" Song Meifeng asked with joy.

"Hahaha, let’s not rush with the questions. Once I’m inside, we’ll talk about it." Mr. Song said, walking into the main hall, weaving through the group of stern-faced people like Song Kunlun and Song Meiqin, reaching the front of the hall.

"Ergou, you’ve had a tough time!" Mr. Song said, looking at Song Ergou.

"Indeed it was tough; for the sake of this play, I shed quite a few tears." Song Ergou said with a laugh, "Also, I had to keep Song Yun in the dark. Seeing Song Yun in sadness made me, as a father, feel bad too."

"Ah, Song Yun, such a child." Mr. Song said, looking at Song Yun, touching his head, "I’m so healthy; how could I just leave so soon? Without seeing my great-grandchild get married, I wouldn’t willingly leave."

"Second Grandpa, what on earth is going on?" Song Yun happily held Mr. Song’s hand, asking, "Why...?"

"Hahaha, Song Yun, with your intelligence, don’t you already know? Alright, let’s not talk for now, let me deal with something first."

Mr. Song said, looking at a pale and trembling Song Laifu, "Laifu, I’ve heard you have a will of mine? That’s strange. I’ve never written a will. How did you come by mine? Is it this one? Let me see!"

With that, Mr. Song took the will from the table, read it, and said, "Yo, it even looks official, including my seal. I wondered why it took you so long to fetch my seal the other day; turns out you used it first!"