Chapter 1796: Chapter 1680: I Should Thank You

How could Song Yun not understand the White Dragon King’s thoughts? Now, most of Song Kunlun’s high-ranking members have already been dealt with by him. So, who will take over Song Kunlun’s wealth and power? By rights, it should be Song Kunhu.

However, Song Kunhu is done for, so logically it should be Song Kunlun’s adopted son. As one of the four Dragon Kings, the White Dragon King’s status would certainly rise, especially if he could keep himself here. It wouldn’t even be impossible for him to replace Song Kunlun’s adopted son.

Anyone would think about this, and now I’m almost disabled. To eliminate me doesn’t seem particularly difficult either.

"Are you thinking of getting rid of me?"

Song Yun looked at the White Dragon King and asked with a smile.

"I wouldn’t dare, how could I?"

The White Dragon King quickly said, "Brother Song, I’m still hoping to work for you. Now, the Shura Alliance in Sunan is developing vigorously, and their development path is similar to mine. So, if I could work under Brother Song, it would certainly be wonderful."

"Oh."

Song Yun nodded and said, "You really didn’t think about it that way?"

"No, absolutely not," the White Dragon King assured, "If I thought that way, let me be struck by lightning five times."

"That’s not necessary."

Song Yun shook his head and said, "Thunder and lightning is for tricking kids. Keeping completely silent is the way of the king."

As he spoke, Song Yun’s hand suddenly applied force downward.

The White Dragon King’s neck was instantly sliced open by the sharp Seven Killings Ghost Blade.

The White Dragon King covered his neck and fell down incredulously.

He was very sure Song Yun wouldn’t dare touch him, but why?

If Song Yun killed him, who would take him out of this estate? Even though there was great turmoil below, and most people had died, the defenses above hadn’t diminished at all. Without using him as a hostage, how could Song Yun leave?

So, based on this consideration, the White Dragon King didn’t worry at all that Song Yun would do anything to him. He believed that he held all the initiative, at least that’s what the White Dragon King thought.

It’s just a pity that the White Dragon King never understood why Song Yun would kill him.

At this moment, Song Yun calmly lay on the ground and pressed a button on a small box hidden in his pocket.

This was a locator and a signal he had agreed on with Qingluan. Once he pressed it, Qingluan would come to rescue him.

Now that Song Kunlun and his biological son were forever stayed here by him, Qingluan could naturally come to rescue him. He wasn’t planning on dying together with Song Kunlun’s adopted son and hiding his accomplishments and reputation. Song Yun didn’t want to die, so he pressed the button to let Qingluan come to rescue him. This was different from before. Previously, Song Kunlun was still around, and he seemed like a Super Saiyan. Qingluan’s entry might not have helped. If Qingluan also fell here, Song Yun wouldn’t have been able to rest in peace, so he didn’t press the button before.

Now, all the people outside were ordinary. Song Yun believed that with Qingluan’s capabilities, those people couldn’t hurt her at all.

The elevator slowly ascended.

With a ding, the elevator arrived at the first floor.

At this moment, Song Yun realized that he might have left the White Dragon King here too early.

Just now, when he killed the White Dragon King, Song Yun thought the White Dragon King had the motive to kill him, and he could let Qingluan take him away, so it was no big deal to kill the White Dragon King. But when the elevator reached the ground floor, Song Yun realized...

It seemed there were a few people at the elevator entrance.

And now, deeply injured, especially with the last blow that exhausted all the strength his body had gained, he didn’t have much strength left and couldn’t dodge at all. This would give the people outside an opportunity.

If those people only captured him, it would be manageable, but if they attacked him immediately, he would die unfairly.

"Ah, miscalculation."

Song Yun regretfully touched his head.

Under Song Yun’s anxious gaze, the elevator opened.

Surprisingly, there was no one outside the elevator.

With one hand supporting himself on the ground, Song Yun crawled out of the elevator.

Once out of the elevator, Song Yun realized.

Heavens, it’s not that no one’s here.

The people were just a little ahead of him.

And Song Kunlun’s adopted son was also present.

At this moment, Song Kunlun’s adopted son was standing about ten meters in front of the elevator. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Behind Song Kunlun’s adopted son stood a few bodyguards Song Yun had noticed when he entered the elevator.

Song Kunlun’s adopted son had no trace of anger on his face, only a faint smile.

"Song Yun, long time no see."

Song Kunlun’s adopted son smiled at Song Yun and said.

"We’ve only met once, don’t act familar. You’re not their biological son, nor are you one of the Song Family." Song Yun said rudely, "Back then you were like a dog."

Song Kunlun’s adopted son’s eyebrow twitched slightly and said, "Hmph, now you’re the real dog."

"Not so bad."

Song Yun chuckled and said, "At least I’ve killed your father and your brother."

"Oh."

Song Kunlun’s adopted son nodded and said, "They’re all dead, huh."

His expression was calm, without any emotional fluctuation.

"Dead."

Song Yun nodded, "Everyone below is dead."

"Dead is dead, then."

Song Kunlun’s adopted son shook his head and said, "Since they lacked capability, death is inevitable. I’m quite regretful for the death of my father and my brother, of course. As for you, the murderer, I feel very conflicted, very angry."

Song Yun looked at Song Kunlun’s adopted son in shock and said, "You... your demeanor..."

"Too calm, huh."

Song Kunlun’s adopted son said, "Actually, I should thank you, Song Yun. Without you, how could they die so quickly? With my adoptive father’s health, living for another thirty or forty years wouldn’t be an issue. By then, I would be fifty or sixty years old, and at that time, do you think he would give everything to me? Wouldn’t it just go to that coward Song Kunhu? Even if at that time, he gave everything to me, what use would it be then? No use. But now it’s good. He’s dead, my only competitor, my brother, is also dead. Everyone’s dead. So now all these things are mine. I will become their owner. Song Yun, tell me, shouldn’t I thank you?"

"True enough. Ah, I forgot, you and your kind are all beasts," Song Yun shook his head helplessly.