Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1863 - 1743: The Mysterious Hall Master (2)

Those words were full of momentum and instantly ignited the emotions of the Huaxia people present.

"Raise our national prestige!"

"Nice, that’s our hero. Today we really vented our anger."

"Hahaha, this feels so damn good. So what if we’re on their turf? Two big shots from two different fields still got played around in circles."

The Huaxia people were all cheering excitedly, while the rb people around them had their heads lowered, faces filled with embarrassment. With how things turned out today, they’d completely lost face.

At this moment, Song Yun turned toward the cheering Huaxia crowd and shouted, "Right, I’ve got another piece of good news for everyone. Starting today, until the Akihabara Drift race is over, all Huaxia people’s expenses in Akihabara will be covered by Koushan Group’s Jie Kuo Longyi. Go ahead, stay in the most luxurious hotels, drink the most expensive booze, and hook up with the hottest chicks."

After speaking, he looked at Jie Kuo Longyi. "Right, Long Yi?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Jie Kuo Longyi hurriedly responded. Right now he only wanted to wrap things up quickly and rush to the hospital.

"Awooo!"

"Awesome, I’m upgrading to the presidential suite tonight."

"Damn it, I’m going for a mixed bath tonight, hahahaha."

The Huaxia crowd completely exploded, like they were celebrating a festival, forming a stark contrast with the gloomy-faced rb people beside them.

With a smile on his face, Song Yun walked upstairs toward the hotel without even looking back, as if everything behind him had nothing to do with him.

In that moment, the women on the Huaxia side were completely going crazy for him.

This man was too handsome, too cool, too domineering.

Watching Song Yun enter the hotel and gradually disappear from sight, no one stepped forward to stop him anymore.

Ninomiya Hiroshi no longer insisted on arresting Song Yun. Jie Kuo Longyi’s attitude made him realize something was off.

Koushan Group wasn’t a charity, and definitely not some organization whose stance could be shaken casually. They shouldn’t be footing the bill for these people’s expenses. The whole thing felt weird.

"Jie Kuo Longyi, what the hell is going on?"

Ninomiya Hiroshi stepped forward, his expression dark as he asked.

"Mr. Ninomiya, just don’t arrest Song Yun, or things will get very troublesome." Jie Kuo Longyi said with a bitter face, "And stop pestering me. I’m about to die here, let me hurry to the hospital."

Hearing this, only then did Ninomiya Hiroshi notice Jie Kuo Longyi’s face was deathly pale. Although he was wearing clean clothes, there was a faint smell of blood. Clearly, he was still bleeding.

He asked, "What happened to you?"

Jie Kuo Longyi glanced at the hotel and shook his head. "Don’t ask."

With that, he quickly had someone carry him into the Bentley and sped off.

Ninomiya Hiroshi stood there dazed for a good while. What happened today was a complete blow to his prestige, and the rb people had lost all face.

But what could he do?

"Pull back."

Ninomiya Hiroshi huffed angrily. The rbjc were upset too, but they could only obediently get in their cars and leave.

The Huaxia people were overjoyed, stirring up the crowd noisily.

What happened today had completely won face for their compatriots. They had truly raised their national prestige.

At this time, Song Yun had just reached the door of his own room and happened to see several rbjc leaving.

Only then did he figure out why he hadn’t seen Shen Yan. Turns out he’d been confined in his room by the rbjc and not allowed to come out.

Once the cops left, Shen Yan rushed out of his room angrily. "Those bastards actually wouldn’t let me go out. I don’t even know how Song Yun’s doing now."

Song Yun smiled and said, "I’m fine."

Shen Yan looked up and saw Song Yun at a glance, and was immediately relieved.

Just then, Zhu Yunxian from the embassy and two subordinates rushed over. With curiosity written all over his face, Zhu Yunxian asked, "Mr. Song Yun, what exactly is going on? Why would Koushan Group help you, and even pay for all our people’s expenses?"

"Because I’m handsome."

Song Yun laughed and walked into the room with Shen Yan, leaving Zhu Yunxian and the other embassy people standing there with speechless expressions.

The "Akihabara Drift" race was held as scheduled. Both Song Yun and Shen Yan passed the preliminaries and entered the finals.

In the prelims, Song Yun drove Shen Yan’s modified old Jetta.

For the finals, Shen Yan needed his car, so Song Yun borrowed a car from one of their compatriots who’d already been eliminated.

By now, Song Yun’s name had spread through the Huaxia circle in Akihabara. Everyone knew he was the guy even the rb official big shots and Koushan Group couldn’t do anything about.

Borrowing a car was nothing—Huaxia people were fighting to lend one to Song Yun.

In the finals, Song Yun blocked all the other cars behind Shen Yan. Shen Yan took first place, and he took second.

After the race ended, Song Yun and Shen Yan stayed one more night in Akihabara, then flew back to Yanjing the next day.

Shen Yan had a car to pick him up. He dropped Song Yun off at the Song Family. After Song Yun got out, Shen Yan glanced at the gate of the Song Family and said, "Damn, your Song Family really is impressive. If things don’t work out between me and the vixen, we’ll just move out and find a siheyuan for ourselves."

Song Yun laughed. "Hahahaha, actually living on your own is pretty good. You’re the one insisting on wading through the muddy waters inside the Shen Family."

"Well, all my business is still within the family, I can’t just walk away."

Shen Yan giggled, and before Song Yun could answer, he told the driver to pull away.

Song Yun entered the siheyuan in the Song Family that belonged to him and his women. To his surprise, there wasn’t anyone at home.

He went straight back to his own room, thought for a moment, then took out the business card of the old beggar, Wang Wa, and dialed the number written on it.

"Hello, this is Time Pearl Sales Center. How may I help you?"

A female voice came from the phone.

Song Yun said, "I’m looking for Wang Wa, this is Song Yun."

"I’m sorry, sir, we don’t have any Wang... oh, sir, please hold on a moment."

Two seconds later, a familiar voice came from the phone. "Song Yun, I didn’t expect you to finally make this call. I just happen to have something I need to talk to you about."

It was Wang Wa’s voice—Song Yun knew it very well.

Song Yun said, "I’ve got something to talk to you about too. Why don’t you go first?"

"Here’s the thing: I still plan on helping you join the Golden Dragon Palace. After all, we’re a bit short-handed right now. You know, we have a lot to maintain, and the younger generation inside is weak and not ready to take over, so I still want to ask you—do you want to join our Golden Dragon Palace?"

"You know I won’t agree."

"I still have to ask, because this is the Hall Master’s idea. He thinks very highly of you."

"Who is your Hall Master?"

"You called just to ask that?"

"Of course not, but judging from your tone, you’re not planning on telling me who the Hall Master of the Golden Dragon Palace is."

"It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s that I’ve never even seen the Hall Master myself, so how would I know who he is?"

Hearing this, Song Yun was a bit puzzled. Even members of the Golden Dragon Palace hadn’t seen the Hall Master? This Hall Master was way too mysterious.

He changed the subject and asked, "Right, after Luo Weilian was taken away by his dad, how’s he doing now?"

"Luo Weilian... oh, you mean Luo Zheng. After he was taken away by Luo Badao, we haven’t seen the father and son for over half a year. No idea what they’re up to."

Not showing up for more than half a year—it looked like they had gone somewhere to put Juan Mao through some secret training.

After all, Juan Mao’s individual combat strength was still too weak compared to real experts.

And his dad could秒 forgetfulness and Wang Dun, he was a super expert. As long as the father and son cleared the air, his dad would definitely find a way to boost his strength quickly.

After thinking this through, Song Yun became a bit curious about Juan Mao’s father’s identity and asked, "By the way, what’s Luo Zheng’s father Luo Badao’s status?"

"Vice Hall Master of the Golden Dragon Palace."

Vice Hall Master.

That was damn impressive.

Getting this news, Song Yun started laughing. That meant this big-time thief Juan Mao was actually a seriously badass official second generation.

Song Yun asked, "How many Vice Hall Masters does the Golden Dragon Palace have, and what level of strength are they?"

Wang Wa laughed. "Those are top-level secrets. I can’t tell you, unless you agree to join the Golden Dragon Palace."

"Hehe, forget joining Golden Dragon Palace. But I’m guessing Luo Badao’s already reached the Returning to Simplicity realm, right?"

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"So you’re admitting it."

"I didn’t say anything. That’s your own guess. Anyway, why did you call me? What did you want to say?"

"I almost forgot my own business." Song Yun slapped his forehead. "Do you guys know about an organization called Poker?"

"Poker? You’ve had dealings with them?" Wang Wa’s tone was a bit surprised.