Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1624 - 1518: Confidence

When Song Yun woke up, it was already broad daylight. The sunlight lazily streamed in through the window, and beside him lay a beautiful little beauty. This life is really... painful.

Looking at Lin Qianxue’s flawlessly exquisite little face, with eyebrows like a thin moon, eyelashes like fans, and lips like cherries, Song Yun suddenly felt hungry.

Perhaps it was due to the exhaustion from last night, she still hadn’t woken up. Song Yun chuckled, leaned his head over, intending to have a kiss early in the morning.

A foot, half a foot, a quarter of a foot, an eighth of a foot, something pushed against Little Song Yun.

Lin Qianxue suddenly opened her eyes and said coldly, "If you dare to come closer, I’ll cut it off."

"Go ahead, it’s you who’ll be the widow." Song Yun replied grumpily, sighing, another chance gone to waste.

Song Yun put on his clothes messily, opened the room door loudly, stood at the door stretching his neck and twisting his hips, yawned and said happily, "Last night’s sleep was really comfortable. Qianxue, I’m leaving."

Lin Qianxue was combing her hair at the dressing table, her face as cold as ice.

"Qianxue, you and the Sect Leader?" a middle-aged woman standing at the door asked.

"There’s nothing between us."

"But he stayed last night... just left." The middle-aged woman asked worriedly.

"I said there’s nothing, so there’s nothing." Lin Qianxue slammed the comb onto the table heavily.

When Song Yun went to see the old man, he was dressed in white, practicing Tai Chi in the courtyard. Seeing Song Yun coming over, he didn’t stop and asked lightly, "Leaving?"

"Yeah. Don’t miss me, old man." Song Yun said carelessly, yet felt a bit reluctant in his heart.

"I won’t. Take those two with you." The old man drew a clean half-circle, his face expressionless as he spoke.

Following the old man’s words, a pair of twin brothers approached, their heads slightly lowered, respectfully saluting Song Yun: "Sect Leader."

Song Yun nodded with a smile, knowing the old man had many hidden cards, each one very formidable. This pair of twins might even make it to the top of the War God List if they went to a tournament. Song Yun turned to ask the old man, "They are coming with me this time?"

"Yes, let them follow you. Although you’re very strong now, there are some shady things they can handle." Xia Tian... since you’ve become the head of the Song Family, don’t touch what you shouldn’t."

"Alright, I do need people around me. Song Kunlun has plenty of Dragon Kings and Dragon Envoys, having someone to lend a hand is always good."

"Go now." The old man waved his hand.

Xiao Qing came out with a package, standing quietly under a distant plum tree waiting for Song Yun. Her face had completely healed, and after applying the magical ointment from the First-class Hall, her skin became even whiter and softer. If you looked closely, you might see the left side of her face was whiter due to the new skin. A bit of sun exposure and it would be fine.

"Old man, I’m leaving. Don’t miss me too much. Eat well, sleep well." He wanted to say a few more carefree words, but his throat felt choked, unable to speak more. He waved at the old man and turned away with big steps.

Xiao Qing bowed deeply to the old man from afar, thanking him for his help. Then she followed Song Yun out, with the twin brothers trailing behind them.

At the gate of the courtyard, as Song Yun was about to step over the high threshold, he inadvertently looked back and saw the old man had stopped practicing Tai Chi, quietly watching his back. Seeing him turn back, he immediately turned and went inside.

Song Yun chuckled to himself. "You’re always so cool, but even you can’t bear to let me go."

Under an ancient locust tree, a young girl in white robes stared blankly at the courtyard gate. Her perfectly delicate face showed no expression, as her thoughts wandered far away.

"He’s already gone." a woman sighed softly.

Lin Qianxue turned slightly and saw Lin Zhao Yun in a little red floral dress.

"Good that he’s gone." Lin Qianxue said coldly. Thinking about last night, she wished she could kill him with one stab.

Lin Zhao Yun looked at Lin Qianxue’s face and giggled. "Good that he’s gone? Then why are you standing here with such a reluctant expression?"

"I... I just came out to enjoy the scenery." Lin Qianxue retorted.

"Enjoy the scenery? You’ve been looking at the scenery for so many years and you’re not tired of it yet? Qianxue, why not go out with him?"

"Why should I go out with him?" Lin Qianxue snorted coldly and said.

"Oh, Qianxue, your personality is not good. If you like someone, you should fight for it. Otherwise, living with regret is no good. Unlike me... I don’t have the chance." Lin Zhao Yun sighed heavily, her delicate face turning gloomy.

Like him? How is that possible? Like that hooligan?

Lin Qianxue stood there dumbfounded, allowing the cold wind to lift her long hair and the hem of her garment. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Returning to the airport again, Xiao Qing felt reborn, like a phoenix rising from the ashes. When she came, her face was covered with thick gauze, her head wrapped in a black scarf. People’s strange gazes, being ridiculed on the plane, Song Yun fighting with people resulting in detention at the airport.

Now the situation was reversed, the gauze was gone, her delicate face was naturally beautiful, the scarf was removed, no longer needing to cover it. Her confidence returned, she walked with her head held high and her spirits lifted, becoming a beautiful sight, attracting many eyes.

Thinking of the life with her facial injury, Xiao Qing felt a thousand emotions. Once hell, now heaven.

To experience all kinds of fortune and misfortune, that’s what life is about, isn’t it?

Looking at Song Yun nearby, Xiao Qing felt genuinely grateful. During the ugliest time of her life, he stayed by her side. Xiao Qing wanted to sincerely say thank you, but she couldn’t. She knew even a hundred or a thousand thank-yous couldn’t repay what he had done for her.

Song Yun turned his face, smiling as he asked Xiao Qing walking beside him, "How do you feel?"

"What? No problem." Xiao Qing answered, puzzled.

"You may not have a problem, but I do. I’ve already noticed over a hundred men eyeing you. These people are so annoying. I should hang a sign around your neck that reads: Private property, no admittance." Song Yun joked with a smile. Although Xiao Qing wasn’t the best at expressing her feelings through facial expressions and words, Song Yun could still see her mood from her slightly upturned lips. She felt good, so he felt good too. Song Yun’s mood brightened along with hers.

Xiao Qing couldn’t hold back any longer and covered her mouth as she burst into laughter, attracting even more wolves around.

They arrived at the airport quite early, and Song Yun didn’t plan to make a big announcement to certain people about his return, so he bought regular class tickets and couldn’t use the special passage. Song Yun and Xiao Qing decided to sit in the waiting hall for a while. Surprisingly, the waiting hall wasn’t very crowded, and they managed to find an empty seat.

They had just sat down when a middle-aged man in a suit, wearing glasses, holding a black laptop bag walked over, looked around, and upon seeing the space near Song Yun, approached.

The man glanced at Song Yun and Xiao Qing, placed his laptop bag on his lap, and spread out a newspaper to read intently. Song Yun chuckled at Xiao Qing and said, "It might be more lively going back than when we came."