Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1574 - 1468: Dragon King

Meanwhile, on Song Kunlun’s side in the Northeast.

"The Red Wall actually let Mr. Ma leave the Forbidden City!"

Song Kunlun looked quite surprised at the report he just received, which detailed Mr. Ma leaving Beijing to carry out a mission.

"Yes!"

His subordinate said, "Mr. Ma has already left the Forbidden City with his team!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Song Kunlun said with slight astonishment, "I didn’t expect Song Yun to have such good relations with the Red Wall now. No wonder, Wen Changlin is on good terms with Song Yun, and naturally Wen Changlin’s father is also friendly with Song Yun. Plus, with someone’s favor, it’s not surprising that Song Yun returned to Beijing so high-profile this time, bringing three hundred elite troops to Beijing—it’s all a show for us! How are our people prepared?"

"The Four Dragon Kings and the Twelve Dragon Envoys have already set off, heading to Beijing."

The wind is getting stronger, and the rain is pouring down harder.

Thunder seems to roar endlessly, and lightning intermittently streaks across the sky.

Song Yun, like a clueless child, stood beside Li Shishi, feeling helpless.

Even though Song Yun had extensive knowledge, he was completely blind when it came to childbirth, and could only watch Li Shishi in pain on the bed, helpless.

Song Yun clenched his fists.

Qingluan stood next to Song Yun, calmly observing everything.

Feeling the suppressed tension in Song Yun, Qingluan gently reached over, held Song Yun’s hand, and said softly, "Don’t worry, it’ll be alright!"

"Mm!"

Song Yun nodded.

The process of childbirth doesn’t need much explanation.

Meanwhile, in thunderstorm-swept Beijing.

Some inconspicuous events were happening.

A motorcade slowly drove along the elevated highway heading into the city.

The motorcade consisted of three vehicles, with a black Audi in the middle looking quite steady, showing nothing unusual.

In the back seat of the Audi sat two people, one with bulging muscles, evidently the Red Dragon King who had gone to capture Li Yan Cheng before, and the other appeared slightly effeminate and ordinary.

This person was the Purple Dragon King arranged by Song Kunlun to engage with the outside world.

Two Dragon Kings sharing a car was fairly rare in the Northeast.

People bring disputes, even between the Four Dragon Kings; there are conflicts of interest, and each has their own sphere of influence, allocated under Song Kunlun’s permission. Song Kunlun highly values their loyalty, thinking, as long as the market is yours, I’m not afraid you’ll betray me.

The Four Dragon Kings met Song Kunlun’s expectations, with each developing their market well. However, there were still under-the-table fights between the Four Dragon Kings, naturally involving disputes of interest. One of Dragon Sect’s rules prohibits internal strife; covert fights are allowed, but if it escalates to a dogfight, then Song Kunlun would unleash his fury, and nobody would benefit.

In front and behind the two Dragon Kings’ vehicle, there’s a Volkswagen, each carrying four people, excluding the driver; the others exuded an impressive aura.

If Song Yun saw these people, he would recognize a few, as he had encountered them in Guangdong.

They were six of the Twelve Dragon Envoys.

"Zi, I heard you guys fought with the Outer Mongolian people recently!"

The Red Dragon King asked, curling his lips.

"It was alright!"

Purple Dragon King replied calmly, "The Outer Mongolian folks, thinking they are backed by the Mongolian King, wanted to claim equality with us. Leaving them unchecked would have disgraced the Prince!"

"Bah, only leaving one behind disgraces the Prince too. If it were me, I’d make sure ten of them stay behind." The Red Dragon King said disdainfully.

"Killing isn’t always the best solution!"

Purple Dragon King said, "The Prince isn’t ready to focus there yet; I just needed to teach them a lesson. A large-scale war could leave us in multiple battle fronts, which wouldn’t favor the Prince!"

"Multiple fronts, so be it. Whoever comes will meet their demise!"

The Red Dragon King said with a wide grin, "Zi, when will the other two arrive!"

"Tonight!"

The motorcade moved swiftly.

They soon arrived in front of a hotel.

A valet approached, and before he could open the car door, it was pushed open, and the Red Dragon King stepped out first, while the Purple Dragon King slowly got off the car.

"Move aside!"

The Red Dragon King, seemingly in a bad mood, swung his hand to send away the dazed man standing by the car.

The valet hesitated, saying, "Sir, do you need me to handle your luggage..."

Before he finished speaking, the Red Dragon King spat on the ground and said with a sneer, "I told you to move aside, so don’t talk back!"

"Understood!"

The valet swallowed and walked towards the entrance, while the Red Dragon King strode towards the door without waiting for others.

Known as the most ferocious of the Dragon Gang Dragon Kings, the Red Dragon King was capricious and extremely violent.

The Purple Dragon King wasn’t in a hurry to enter the hotel but picked up his phone, preparing to report to Song Kunlun about the situation. Meanwhile, three Dragon Envoys under the Red Dragon King followed him, while the other three stayed around the Purple Dragon King.

The valet, whether frightened or not, kept his head down after being scolded by the Red Dragon King and walked towards the entrance, parallel with the Red Dragon King.

This infuriated the Red Dragon King.

The Red Dragon King was very sensitive about face; in his eyes, only those of equal status deserved to walk alongside him. A mere valet had no right to walk side by side with him—even if it seemed intentional.

"Bastard!"

The Red Dragon King grabbed the valet’s collar and lifted him forcefully.

"Ah!"

The valet screamed, frantically trying to grasp the Red Dragon King’s hand.

"Daring to walk with me, are you mocking me, or do you think you deserve to walk with me?" The Red Dragon King shouted.

"I-I’m sorry!"

The valet, seemingly terrified, paled and said, "I didn’t mean it, sir, I’m sorry!"

The Purple Dragon King, holding his phone and waiting for the call to connect, glanced at the rampant Red Dragon King at the hotel entrance and shook his head, thinking silently, brute...

Click.

The call connected, and the Purple Dragon King’s attention shifted from the Red Dragon King to his phone.

Meanwhile, the valet held onto the Red Dragon King’s hand.

The valet’s eyes fleetingly moved from the Purple Dragon King on the phone to the Red Dragon King in front.

"I usually don’t bully civilians." The Red Dragon King sneered, "If you call me grandpa a few times, I’ll spare you!"

"Okay!"