Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 86 - 86 85 Mom Alone Against Ten

86: Chapter 85: Mom Alone Against Ten 86: Chapter 85: Mom Alone Against Ten Jin He’s smile suddenly collapsed.

That little bastard was shameless, wasn’t he?

He had lowered himself so much to plead, and yet the other side was talking about sentencing on one side and prison on the other.

Did they really think he was so easy to bully?

“Song Yun, young friend, if you have any plans in mind, just say it.

We martial artists aren’t good at guessing people’s thoughts.

If I happen to offend you later on, I hope you won’t mind,” Jin He said coldly.

“Wow, playing dirty, are we?

Hehe, I quite like this tactic of yours.

If you old geezer have the guts, just wait here.

I’ll call someone to come and chop you guys up right now,” Song Yun was even more shameless than Jin He, each sentence laced with insults, nearly driving Jin He to explode on the spot.

Jin He forcibly suppressed the rage in his heart and spat out, “You little bastard, I don’t have a son, so I don’t have the guts.

I’ll take my leave now, no need to see me off.”

After saying that, he was ready to pick up his disciple, Jin Zheng, who was sitting on the ground, and make a run for it.

Song Yun, of course, wasn’t about to let him get away so easily.

Just as he was about to forcefully suppress him, a cherry flew from afar and hit Jin He right on the forehead.

Jin He cried out in pain and crouched on the ground, clutching his head.

Song Yun was actually a bit surprised himself.

Who the hell was this, to wield such power with a cherry?

If it had been a pebble, wouldn’t it have cracked his skull upon impact?

Soon enough, the answer became clear.

A graceful figure emerged from the darkness, and to his surprise, it was Qingluan, that girl.

Qingluan was holding a bunch of cherries in one hand, her mouth busily sucking on one, which made Song Yun itch with curiosity.

However, when Qingluan swiftly finished the cherry and spat out the pit, Song Yun’s heart cooled.

If this girl got a hold of him like that…

it would surely be a fate worse than death.

Qingluan, that girl, with her weapon in hand, came over, muttering, “So what if you’re number six on the Dragon List?

This lady can take on ten like you.”

Hearing Qingluan’s words, Song Yun felt like he could die of love for her.

Perhaps only such domineering words coming from Qingluan’s mouth could show the true power of those words.

Jin He, grimacing with pain, stood up from the ground and rubbed the lump on his forehead, produced by Qingluan’s strike, and said, “Are you two planning to gang up on me?”

Song Yun felt it was time to offer a silent three-second prayer for the old man.

The old man had really hit on the sore spot.

Not to mention that the two people present could beat him, Qingluan’s temper was quick to flare, and such sarcastic words seemed like an invitation for a beating…

Sure enough, Qingluan spat out another pit from deep within, hitting Jin He right on his previous wound, causing him to cry out in pain and crouch on the ground again.

Qingluan continued her assault, handed all her cherries to Song Yun with a strict warning not to eat them stealthily, and then dashed forward to give the old man a thorough beating.

After watching the beating go on for a couple of minutes, Song Yun couldn’t stand it any longer.

A nearly 60-year-old man was getting hammered by a girl barely in her 20s, rendered utterly helpless, his constant groans of pain never stopping.

Seeing that the situation could turn deadly if it continued, Song Yun quickly intervened, holding up four fingers to the old man and said, “Four healing potions, four battle potions, and as for the gene-improvement medicine, just give me any two.”

Just as Jin He was about to retort, he caught the eye signal from Song Yun.

Immediately understanding his intent—the old man’s life was on the line, never mind the medicines—he decided it was better to suffer the loss of wealth than to provoke Qingluan’s wrath again, which would not only result in another beating but also another loss.

Jin He decisively agreed to Song Yun’s terms, then weakly stood up with his disciple, Jin Zheng, and limped towards the distance, looking utterly pitiful.

Qingluan, smiling cheekily, looped her arm through Song Yun’s and asked, “Did I look convincing in the act just now?”

The question dumbfounded Song Yun.

So, all the rage from the girl a moment ago had been an act?

But looking at how hard she had hit, it sure didn’t seem like acting…

Of course, those were thoughts Song Yun dared not voice; he could only give a thumbs-up and said, “Your acting is definitely Oscar-worthy, future Best Actress.

If the little gold man isn’t awarded to you, it’s simply because those judges are blind.”

Hearing Song Yun’s teasingly flirtatious words, Qingluan bashfully slapped his chest.

The slap was so powerful, Song Yun felt like he was internally injured.

It turns out that the old man was very strong—it was just that he had provoked the wrong person and got pummeled by Qingluan.

If Song Yun ever upset her…

The thought was too beautiful for Song Yun to dare imagine.

“By the way, how did you end up coming out here?” Song Yun asked, curious.

“Sister Shishi was worried something would happen to you outside, so I bravely stepped up.

Never expected to catch such a big fish just as I came out,” Qingluan said with a smile.

“By the way, I heard all about the good stuff that old man promised you.

So, are you going to…”

Song Yun’s eyes twitched twice before saying, “Just say what you want.

We are family now; there’s no need for secrecy.”

“I don’t need the healing or combat potions.

Of course, they’re of little use to me.

But whatever amount of that gene-improvement medicine the old man paid you, you’ll need to hand it over,” Qingluan demanded, wrinkling her nose.

“That kind of medicine is beneficial to people, but it’s not as cost-effective as the first two kinds,” Song Yun said curiously.

“Plus, after using that medicine, the genes develop immunity, so it’s basically a dud.”

“But what girl doesn’t want to be beautiful?

If an optimization medicine can make me more beautiful, why would I hesitate?”

And so, Jin Zheng was ransomed back.

Song Yun believed that when Jin Zheng returned, he would surely receive a good beating from his master, and would likely never dare to come again.

After resolving this matter, Song Yun went home, took an early shower, and went to bed, while Li Shishi was lying in her bed suffering from insomnia.

The many thoughts in her head were about herself, her family, and Song Yun.

She found that her feelings for Song Yun had grown increasingly strong, even dreaming about him several times.

Could it be that she had really fallen for that scumbag?

No, that couldn’t be.

She vividly remembered how that scumbag had treated her overseas.

How could she let him succeed again?

But…

What happened in the bathroom last time was so embarrassing, had she been crazy to be that bold?

As Li Shishi pondered in her room, little did she know that Qingluan was also lying awake.

With a bedside lamp on, Qingluan lay on her bed, staring absently at a photo in her hand, murmuring, “Master, is it possible that both of us disciples will fall into the hands of their lineage?”