bigabreads Chapter 1895 - 1759: Scheming (Part 2)
Chapter 1895 - 1759: Scheming (Part 2)
However, Wang Qing and Wang Dun didn’t care much, and directly put them both into the car and locked them up.
During this period, the two didn’t dare to resist and could only obediently get into the car.
At this moment, they noticed Song Yun’s mischievous expression, and both regretted it deeply.
If they had known Song Yun was so formidable, capable of killing nine SS-level foes, they wouldn’t have dared to provoke him even if they had a hundred guts.
Soon after, Wang Qing seemed to intentionally cause trouble, capturing the other members of the Zhou Family and the Zhu Family and putting them in the car too.
Seeing this, everyone present knew that it was because the Zhou Family and the Zhu Family had offended Song Yun two days ago, and now retribution had arrived.
Having dealt with Zhou Shangtian and Zhu Ji, Luo Badao said to Song Yun, "Song Yun, do you have any other news?"
This was supposed to be Luo Badao’s decision to make, but now he’s asking Song Yun, which shows the high status Song Yun has in everyone’s hearts at this moment.
Of course, the strong are respected. He is the strongest, so he is naturally respected.
But since Luo Badao is Juan Mao’s father, Song Yun has to give him face no matter what.
Song Yun modestly cupped his hands and said, "I have no other information, everything is for you, Uncle, to decide."
Seeing Song Yun’s attitude, Luo Badao nodded, quite satisfied.
Under Luo Badao’s arrangement, the other three Vice Hall Masters took away the remnants of the poker cards.
When the planes and cars left, the people from other small families and sects drove off in their luxury cars, leaving the estate.
In the end, only Song Yun, Little Sword God, Juan Mao, Master Bei, Luo Badao, the Great Sacrificial Priest, and Sanjian were left in the large estate.
And one more person, Qiu Chumeng.
The Qiu Family Patriarch originally wanted Qiu Chumeng to leave with them, but Qiu Chumeng insisted on staying to hang out with Song Yun.
In the end, there was no other way, so her father had to leave first by himself.
Of course, in Mr. Qiu’s heart, he actually hoped that Qiu Chumeng would get close to Song Yun and maybe even develop a romantic relationship.
After all, who wouldn’t want to have someone as formidable as Song Yun as their son-in-law?
Song Yun, covered in blood, took a shower on the estate and changed clothes before going to a meeting room there.
In the meeting room, everyone was sitting there waiting for him.
As soon as he entered, Luo Badao suddenly stood up and solemnly said, "Song Yun, were it not for you today, we might have been finished. If poker cards had really replaced the Golden Dragon Palace, who knows what chaos would ensue, and Huaxia would be in turmoil. So, you’ve saved us this time, and I, on behalf of the entire Martial Arts world, and myself, express my gratitude to you."
Saying this, Luo Badao was about to bow to Song Yun.
But just as he bent over, Song Yun stepped forward to support him, smiled, and said, "Uncle, you are Juan Mao’s father, a senior, how could you bow to me? Besides, I have quite a high level of ideological awareness, and I also hold a position in the secular world, so this is my honor."
"Remarkable young man!" Luo Badao said with satisfaction.
Seeing this, Little Sword God, Juan Mao, and Master Bei were puzzled, thinking, "Song Yun has changed his ways, high level of ideological awareness, huh? Even a sow can climb a tree."
Just as they were thinking this, Song Yun added, "But if the state insists on giving me some benefits, a plane or a cannon will satisfy me."
Upon hearing this, Luo Badao, Sanjian, and the Great Sacrificial Priest all twitched their mouths, feeling speechless.
The Great Sacrificial Priest stroked his beard and smiled awkwardly, "Worthy of being Yaksha’s disciple, really interesting."
Luo Badao nodded and said to Song Yun, "Alright, I’ll arrange it for you."
After speaking, Luo Badao took out his phone and sent a text message.
Seeing this, everyone thought to themselves that Luo Badao might really get Song Yun a plane.
Then Luo Badao continued, "According to Qingyang, someone stronger seems to be manipulating the poker cards from behind, and this matter needs serious attention. After all, Qingyang is already in the mid-SS level, so to command him, the other party must be at least late SS-level, if not peak SS-level."
The Great Sacrificial Priest said, "There are only a handful of SS-level peak masters in the whole of Huaxia. As for those in the late stage, there aren’t many either. But most of these people are Sect Leaders or elders of major sects, secluded from the world, and immersed in martial arts practice for years, and would never get involved in something that opposes the entire Martial Arts world like the poker cards."
Sanjian raised an eyebrow, "Could it be those people?"
Hearing this, Song Yun, Juan Mao, and others were at a loss, who were those people?
Luo Badao shook his head, "Those people don’t care about worldly things at all, how could they want to control poker cards to replace the Golden Dragon Palace? And what is their purpose?"
"Other than that, there seems to be no one else." The Great Sacrificial Priest mused.
Hearing their conversation, Song Yun interrupted, "Seniors, wait, who are these people you’re talking about?"
Luo Badao, the Great Sacrificial Priest, and Sanjian exchanged glances, suddenly realizing that Song Yun and the others were present.
But they were puzzled, how could it be that Little Sword God, Juan Mao, and the others didn’t know, and especially, how could Song Yun, who followed Yaksha since childhood, not know about these people from Yaksha?
The Great Sacrificial Priest said, "Song Yun, didn’t Yaksha tell you about these people?"
Song Yun pursed his lips and said, "All I know is that my master is called Yaksha, and my previous master’s wife was called White Night Demon, who was later sacrificed in a turmoil. My master then avenged her, but I really don’t know the rest."
The Great Sacrificial Priest, Sanjian, and Luo Badao exchanged glances, and Luo Badao said, "Song Yun, since your master didn’t tell you this information, he must have his reasons. Out of respect for Yaksha, we can’t reveal this information to you without his permission."
"Are you that afraid of that old guy?" Song Yun frowned.
Hearing Song Yun refer to Yaksha as an old guy, everyone twitched their mouths and smiled awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed.
For someone as formidable as Yaksha, everyone shows him respect, and only Song Yun dares to call him an old guy.
Seeing that he couldn’t get any useful information, Song Yun took out the token that had fallen from Qingyang’s body, placed it on the table, and said, "This token fell from Qingyang, take a look and see if you can glean any clues."
Luo Badao picked up the token and examined it, saying, "The material of the token is very good, and the craftsmanship is exquisite. The ’Shen’ character on it should represent a person or a family organization. But with so many Huaxia people, we don’t know which person this token belongs to. Also, there isn’t anyone with the surname ’Shen’ strong enough to order Qingyang around."
The Great Sacrificial Priest frowned, "Then it’s likely those people."
Seeing them talking in riddles, Song Yun knew that they couldn’t talk freely with him around, so he simply stood up and said, "I’ll go out for a walk first, you take your time discussing."
He left the meeting room without waiting for them to respond.
Luo Badao and the others looked embarrassed and could only watch as Song Yun left.
"You should leave too."
Juan Mao, Master Bei, Little Sword God, and Qiu Chumeng were also ushered out of the meeting room.
They caught up with Song Yun, Juan Mao said with a resentful face, "Song Yun, you’re impressive, reaching SS-level. I thought I caught up to you once I hit S-level, but it turns out I’m still far behind you."
Little Sword God laughed, "That’s a good thing, from now on, Brother Yun is my goal."
Master Bei said, "Don’t even think about it, Song Yun is a monster, slaying nine SS-levels alone, including a mid-SS-level, who can do that?"
Song Yun smiled, "Stop flattering me, no matter how formidable I am, I’m still your brother. Come on, let’s go drink, by the time your masters and fathers finish the meeting, we might have to part ways again."
With that, he glanced back at Qiu Chumeng, "Come along."
There was no reason for Qiu Chumeng to refuse, so she followed Song Yun and the others to the estate’s bar.
There was plenty of alcohol, including good quality liquors like baijiu, beer, red wine, and sake.
They drank heartily, having a great time.
In the end, it was unclear if Juan Mao, Little Sword God, and Master Bei did it on purpose, but they all quietly slipped away, leaving Song Yun and Qiu Chumeng alone.