Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1779 - 1663: The Martial World Is Like a Besieged City

Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1779 - 1663: The Martial World Is Like a Besieged City

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Chapter 1779: Chapter 1663: The Martial World Is Like a Besieged City

After handling matters with the Li Family, Song Yun went to the Tyrant’s house.

Last time, the Tyrant showed up with Tang Lin to help me, or rather, to help my dad. This kindness, of course, I, Song Yun, needed to repay.

The Tyrant and his wife were quite pleased with the arrival of Song Yun and Qingluan. Then the Tyrant called Tang Lin over with a phone call, and the group started eating and drinking at the Tyrant’s house. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Song Yun, your Uncle has been in the Martial World for so many years, and has almost met his end several times. Therefore, I understand one truth better than anyone—nothing is better than being alive. Moreover, where there are people, there is the Martial World, and the Martial World is endless. The longer you stay, the more dangerous it becomes," the Tyrant said, his eyes bleary from alcohol, looking at Song Yun.

"I know," Song Yun said. "Lady Luck won’t always side with me. I’ve seen many people who were at their peak but capsized with one misstep, too many."

"It’s good you understand. Look at your Uncle now, having withdrawn from the Martial World, spending every day with my wife. Life is very comfortable. Next, I’ll consider having a few junior apprentices play with you," the Tyrant said with a mischievous grin.

Song Yun was puzzled about how to make junior apprentices when he saw his Aunt grab the Tyrant’s ear and say, "Oh dear, you old rascal, saying such things in front of Song Yun. Have you no shame?"

Song Yun quickly caught on and grinned mischievously. "Uncle, can you really do it? You’re not as good as me. Look at Little Gangbeng, he’s so lively and healthy."

"Oh you brat, I still have to depend on you for that. Let me tell you, your Uncle outsi... Ouch."

At this point, the Tyrant seemed to realize he had said something wrong and immediately stopped, but unfortunately, his words were still overheard by the woman beside him.

"Well, well, Tyrant, you better explain yourself. What do you mean by early outside,"

Watching his Uncle and Aunt’s playful banter, Song Yun felt that such a carefree and unrestrained life was truly what he pursued.

"I heard you want to buy an island."

Tang Lin, sitting by the side, asked Song Yun.

"Yeah," Song Yun nodded and said, "Your news travels pretty fast."

"We have all that information in our action department," Tang Lin said. "Our intelligence is strong, but why do you want to buy an island? Planning to get into the island tourism business? But that place, one billion dollars, if you spend that, it would take you decades to break even."

"Haha, just for fun for now."

Song Yun naturally couldn’t say why he was buying the island, so he casually brushed it off.

"If there’s a good money-making opportunity, make sure to call your old brother. I also need to plan for the future," Tang Lin sighed and said. "We’re young now, fighting and striving is fine, but in ten or twenty years? When you can’t fight or strive anymore, are you going to drink the northwest wind? I’ve offended quite a few people over these years. I need to have a backup plan."

"You’ve probably got quite the emotional debt, right? Maybe by then ten or eight women will come looking for you," Song Yun said with a laugh at Tang Lin.

"No way, I never shortchange women in my life, anyway, Song Yun, if there’s any good news, remember your brother here. Our bond over all this time speaks for itself, don’t you agree?" Tang Lin asked.

"Of course," Song Yun said. "Brother Tang, your help to me speaks for itself."

Saying this, Song Yun’s eyes suddenly lit up. "Brother Tang, how about this, if you don’t plan to work there in the future, come to me as a consultant or something. How about it?"

"Well, I can consider it. But we’ll talk about it later. By then, maybe I’ll bring a few brothers with me as well. However, the benefits can’t be less," Tang Lin said.

"Of course,"

Song Yun nodded with a smile.

Leaving from the Tyrant’s place, it was already evening.

The entire day had passed just like that.

"Everyone is planning their backup."

Sitting in the car, Song Yun said wistfully, "Even the most flamboyant person, at a certain time, will start planning a backup. It’s not always smooth sailing, and if you hit a bump, you might capsize. Ah, no matter which circle you’re in, life truly is tough."

"It’s just a besieged city."

Qingluan said, "People inside the walls want to withdraw but often can’t as they wish, and those outside are eager for the excitement within, hoping to rush in. The Tyrant, Tang Lin, they’ve reached a certain height, and the many circles to them are already a burden. That’s why the Tyrant chose to return to settle in Beijing, and Tang Lin hopes to leave this vortex as soon as possible. And now, isn’t that what you’re doing too, Song Yun? However, the good thing is, you’ve thought of this earlier than anyone else, so now you won’t be helpless like many others."

"Yes, at least now I can control everything about myself." Song Yun clenched his fist and said, "Once I finish the next few things, I can calmly do what I want to do."

"Go for it."

Qingluan said with a smile.

"Of course."

The next day, dawn came as usual.

Only this time, Song Yun got up by himself, everything around clean and tidy.

A bunch of women gathered to play games last night, and after finishing, they all squeezed together to sleep.

Of course, they all knew that Song Yun was going out to work today, so they needed to ensure Song Yun had a well-rested state.

Song Yun put on a simple T-shirt and jeans, looking just like an ordinary person, and so did Qingluan. Her demeanor had changed slightly.

This made Qingluan instantly become just a face in the crowd.

Not at all recognizable as Qingluan, the Kunlun Mountain Saintess.

Their destination was simple.

The airport.

Someone had already arranged for them plane tickets to Russia.

Both of their identities had completely changed.

Song Yun became a clothing businessman, and Qingluan was Song Yun’s wife.

The two went there this time to do clothing business.

Every day, so many businessmen from Shen Zhou go there for clothing business, so this couple didn’t draw any attention at all.

The two arrived safely in Moscow, then passed through security.

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