Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1618 - 1512: A Favorable Request

The old man walked up to Song Yun, reluctantly took off his phone from his ear, and said with a smile: "I’ve been thinking, and I feel my demands on you are a bit too harsh."

Song Yun felt a surge of joy in his heart. Just as he was about to grab the old man’s hand to express his excitement, he remembered the old man’s hands, unwashed for years and recently bloodied from performing surgery on his "little sweetheart," and redirected his reaching hand to his own head. He chuckled and said, "Old man, it is indeed a bit harsh. Can you give me a different condition?"

"Sure," the old man readily agreed.

"Hm???" The quick shift from the old man left Song Yun a bit perplexed.

The old man waved the iPad in his hand in front of Song Yun, pointed at the screen showing a video, and giggled, "You two, perform according to this for me."

Song Yun hadn’t expected such a condition from the old man. He took a serious look at the old man. If it weren’t for his ugliness, age, and lack of hygiene, Song Yun might have suspected they were long-lost brothers. Who behaves like this?

Actually, it wasn’t an unacceptable condition. In fact, this condition was something that Song Yun or any other man would find rather appealing. Xiao Qing was a beauty, especially with her well-developed, voluptuous, and flexible thighs from long-term exercise, which were a real attraction.

Song Yun’s state of mind at this moment was quite peculiar. Neither joy nor worry, some hesitation, and a bit of anticipation. If he rejected this condition, who knew if this eccentric man would propose an even more difficult question, or simply refuse to offer any more conditions at all. Others seeking treatment held on to one question to the end. Due to some small kindness from many years ago, Song Yun had the advantage of an extra choice. He decided in his heart that if he were to give Little Gangbeng random magazines in his schoolbag, he might as well throw in a Playboy for his pals to browse. Kindness should be cultivated from childhood.

"Old man, are you sure?" Song Yun squinted at the increasingly sleazy face of the old man and asked.

"I’m sure," the old man nodded decisively.

"But this condition..."

Song Yun wanted to negotiate further, but the old man waved his hand decisively and said, "I’ve already gone against my principles to give you an extra choice, others don’t get this opportunity. I’ve made my decision, this is the condition. If you don’t want to do it, you can leave."

"But... old man, Xiao Qing is my girlfriend, but... she might not necessarily be willing right now."

The old man smirked, "Do the people in the video consent to each other?"

"Old man, they’re professionals, we’re not like them," Song Yun struggled to argue. Negotiating with such an out-of-touch old man was not an easy task.

"Not the same? What’s different? Aren’t they all men and women, structurally just the same? What others have, you have too, and what they don’t, you don’t have either," said the old man nonchalantly.

Song Yun felt deeply shocked. He once again regarded the dirty old man with admiration. Despite possibly being a virgin, this old man had a profoundly accurate understanding of male and female relationships, hitting the nail on the head and blatantly exposing the essence of the nonsense between men and women.

"But old man, you want us to perform this drama in front of you, I don’t mind, but the girl would be embarrassed, how could she agree?"

"That’s your business. It has nothing to do with me." The old man lowered his head again, absorbed in the fascinating content on his iPad.

Song Yun turned around and looked at Xiao Qing, who was staring at them with wide, perplexed eyes, and smiled wryly. This condition was indeed unexpected. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Song Yun, what’s wrong? Did he disagree, or did he propose another difficult condition? If that’s the case, let’s not bother him. Let’s go back," Xiao Qing said understandingly, walking over to Song Yun.

"He’s not disagreeing, and the condition isn’t difficult, it’s just a bit perverted," Song Yun said, touching his nose.

"What condition?" Xiao Qing’s curiosity was piqued by Song Yun’s words.

"This... I’m embarrassed to say," Song Yun thought for a while. There was really no way to tell Xiao Qing that to cure her face, she must perform a scene with him. She would surely tear the old man apart with her family’s Long Fist.

"Embarrassed to say? What’s the condition?" Xiao Qing was even more curious.

Song Yun smiled, leaned down, and whispered in Xiao Qing’s ear. Very evidently, Xiao Qing’s ears slowly turned red, spreading to her face, neck, and other parts Song Yun couldn’t see.

When she raised her head, her eyes were filled with undisguised anger towards the old man. The old man also sensed Xiao Qing’s murderous gaze and looked up at her, chuckling twice without caring about his own personal safety.

"Song Yun, let’s go. We’re not treating anymore," Xiao Qing said, turning around to leave.

Song Yun pulled her back and said with a smile, "Since we’re here, can’t leave empty-handed. Let me negotiate with him again."

"Don’t worry, there’s always a way to handle this," Song Yun said with a smile.

"A way to handle this?" Xiao Qing looked at Song Yun suspiciously.

Song Yun smiled and nodded. Suddenly, he asked, "Have you ever watched a movie?"

"What movie?"

"Silly, the kind everyone likes to watch," Song Yun said, feeling a bit frustrated.

Xiao Qing’s face immediately blushed again. "Why are you asking this?"

"It’s important. You have to answer honestly. Oh, don’t be shy, what’s the big deal? It’s a form of art too."

"I’ve watched," Xiao Qing said, lowering her head and biting her lip.

"Heh heh, that’s great," Song Yun smiled and nodded, whispered a few words into Xiao Qing’s ear, then turned and walked towards the old man.

"Old man, let’s negotiate something," Song Yun squinted at this sleazy old guy and said.

"Don’t think about changing my mind. It’s that condition. Agree and it’s a deal, disagree and no more talks," the old man sneered.

"We agree," Song Yun said with a smile.

The old man abruptly lifted his head, his eyes shining. Excitedly, he asked, "Really agreed?"

"Yes," Song Yun nodded.

"Haha, great. Come, come and see," the old man waved to Song Yun, pointing at a certain action on the screen and said: "You two do it according to this action. Hurry, hurry. My room is available to you for free."

"Thank you," Song Yun’s face instantly froze. Lord, he overlooked an important problem. Can anyone even enter the old man’s room?

"Old man, I have another question to discuss with you."

"What’s the question this time? Are you annoyed or what? Big man, acting like an old lady isn’t fitting at all," the old man said impatiently with wide eyes.

"It’s just, while we’re performing according to this video, you can’t be present," Song Yun said with a smile.

"Not present? What do you mean? Who am I supposed to watch you perform for if I’m not present? No way, I won’t agree," the old man said, aggravated.

"You can still see and hear it, but if you’re standing right in front of us, I think it’ll be hard to perform for you,"

The old man lowered his head and pondered, considering whether this was a worthwhile transaction.

"Old man, how about it? Women are a bit shy, but if you want to see me, I can strip for you anytime. Aren’t we just following the condition? It’s not too demanding, right?"

"Alright," the old man nodded in agreement, "but you both need to do it for a long time; otherwise, no deal."

"Alright," Song Yun agreed cheerfully, "but you can’t enter the room. Otherwise, we’ll consider that we’ve completed your task."

"Okay, I won’t enter the room. Not at all. Watching from outside is the same. Heh heh," the old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth while snickering.