Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1637 - 1531: All Lunatics

The next day, Lin Yi and Lin Er returned and brought news that when they were handling things, the person’s cellphone rang. It was a text message saying that someone would come to settle accounts with Song Yun in a few days, and today is the day.

Song Yun was silent for a long time. Things were piling up; the Marquis’ matters hadn’t been resolved, and now Hong Sect was sending people over, really pushing him around. Damn it, he was now the legitimate heir of the Song Family, Master of Shura Alliance, Sect Master of the Green Dragon Sect, and held countless titles that would terrify others, yet these people still insisted on causing trouble.

He waved his hand for Lin Yi and Lin Er to wait outside while he rubbed his temples, contemplating. If he continued hiding in the Song Family, they wouldn’t dare force their way in, but doing so would ruin his reputation. Being in the top three of the War God List yet huddling at home to deal with a few guys—he couldn’t imagine what kind of stories those watching his downfall would spin about him behind his back.

While he was contemplating, a soft body pressed against him from behind. Turning his head, he saw it was Xia Tian. "Why are you here? Aren’t you going out with them? I heard you’re taking Xiao Hua to the Great Wall and the Forbidden City today."

"Qingluan and Qingcheng are with them, your lovely ladies shouldn’t encounter any problems," Xia Tian nuzzled affectionately against Song Yun’s face and asked, "What’s up, my little man? Why the worried look?"

"Hong Sect sent people, probably arriving today. I need to take the battlefield outside to prevent something like Xiaoqing’s incident from happening again," Song Yun said after some thought.

"Yeah, I saw Lin Yi and Lin Er earlier. What’s their task?"

"To handle things I can’t touch. You’re now part of the main branch of the Song Family; you can’t mess with those things anymore, understand?" Song Yun caressed Xia Tian’s cheek with a hint of indulgence as he spoke.

"Oh~ Then I’m going hunting with you today," Xia Tian said with a mischievous smile, but her eyes were deadly serious. "Qingluan and Qingcheng will protect the others. I’m quite capable myself, so I want to go with you."

"Alright," knowing he couldn’t refuse, Song Yun agreed directly.

When night fell, the women returned, and Song Yun, citing business at the branch office, took Xia Tian to a towering courtyard arranged by Black Flood Dragon.

The courtyard was surrounded by Shura Alliance members whose eyes missed no suspicious movement, for they were part of the Spider Web, loyal to only one person, Song Yun, competing for fame abroad alongside the Wolf King mercenary group, considered Song Yun’s personal guards.

As Song Yun was resting in the room, his cellphone buzzed. It was a text message: "Suspicious target discovered."

Song Yun immediately stepped outside and climbed onto the roof. This courtyard was the tallest structure around, providing a view of every nook and cranny. He asked into the shadows below, "How goes it?"

"Just now a suspicious character was sneaking around the back door, glanced around furtively for a moment before leaving. His steps were light, like someone trained in martial arts. We suspect he’s a scout for the enemy," a robust middle-aged man reported respectfully to Song Yun.

"Hmm. Continue the surveillance." Song Yun nodded, also scanning the courtyards and distant corners from the rooftop, smiling as he spoke.

"Song Yun climbed forward and saw a woman sitting on the beam, beside her a Tang saber radiated a lethal glow. Song Yun walked over and sat beside her, gently embracing her waist, slightly chilled in the wind.

"Cold?" Song Yun asked gently.

"Not cold." The woman leaned her head lightly against Song Yun, shaking her head slightly.

"I’m sorry, Xia Tian..."

"Don’t ever say that to me again. I do what I choose to do, you owe me nothing. Whatever I don’t do is because I don’t want to, and no one holding a gun to my head would change that," Xia Tian rubbed her nose against Song Yun’s.

"Hm. I just hope my woman doesn’t get hurt. No one touches my woman." Song Yun firmly held Xia Tian’s slim waist, watching a group of black-clad individuals approaching below, his expression cold, words icy.

Hearing the shift in Song Yun’s tone, Xia Tian lifted her head and also noticed the group approaching the back door. She giggled softly, swiftly kissed Song Yun’s lips, climbed out of his embrace to her sniper position, and picked up a silenced rifle, tracking their movement through the scope.

"One, two, three... quite a formidable assault."

"They’re all skilled, seem aware of our sniper presence, deliberately looking for cover," Xia Tian whispered.

"A mighty dragon doesn’t cross the river. Last time one of their trash died. This time if they don’t bring anything substantial, they’ll be the laughingstock. Guests from afar, how can one not rejoice? I’ll go welcome them."

Song Yun smiled, patting Xia Tian’s fragrant shoulder, quickly disappearing from the rooftop.

"Fen Ya, what kind of person do you think Song Yun is?" a short yet robust man with fiery red, spiked hair asked the refined man walking beside him. His gaze was sharp, as if filled with gunpowder, ready to ignite at any moment.

"A madman with brains," the refined man answered with a smile. He was a very handsome man, not particularly refined in his features, with a slightly flat nose, small eyes, and not very thick eyebrows, but his presence was remarkable, exuding mature grace with every move.

And he spoke deliberately, eye contact earnest, making you feel respected.

"A mad genius? What do you mean?" The red-haired man asked, puzzled. Ahead of the pair was a group of black-clad individuals, constantly dodging and staying close to walls, considering the four corners and quadrants formed by the courtyard, making any snipers positioned above struggle to pose a threat.

"You’re a madman too, fighting like you don’t care for your life. But you never use your head, which makes you a madman without intellect. He’s also mad—he killed the Second Elder, wiped out the Elder Council, and purged his comrades. He’s someone who’ll stop at nothing to achieve his goals, not constrained by convention or others’ rules, acting without scruples and successful at that. Furthermore, in conflict with us, he dares come to such a secluded place; isn’t that madness? But he’s a genius madman." The refined man glanced at a few spots on the courtyard rooftops most suitable for snipers, smiling softly. Checking the area beforehand, attention was paid to critical positions, ensuring those places were avoided by allies; otherwise, a deployment of three or more top-notch snipers would result in significant losses for their side.