Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 1109 - 1110: Betty’s Persistence

Chapter 1109: Chapter 1110: Betty’s Persistence

This battle, although not many people watched, had a considerable impact. It was a head-to-head between Chinese Kung Fu and Japanese Sword Dao, ending in a complete victory for Chinese Kung Fu, prompting everyone to reconsider the strength of China.

By the lake in the USA, that white big man was still fishing there, as if fishing was his only task for the day.

The man who reported last time quietly approached the white big man again and said softly, “Sir, this battle was quite interesting.”

“It seems that Song Xiaodong won,” the white big man said with a smile.

“Yes.” The man recounted the entire incident in detail.

The white big man listened intently, and after the other finished speaking, he slowly said, “He has mastered perception ability, no wonder he has improved so quickly. I’m increasingly looking forward to it.”

The man said in surprise, “Isn’t the perception ability something only you possess, sir?”

“There are countless capable people in this world; some opportunities are not exclusive to me.”

“It seems this young fellow has quite a chance as well.”

“Indeed, in just one year, he has mastered perception ability and has improved so much. His opportunity is indeed not weak. At his age, I hadn’t achieved such accomplishments.”

“You’re being modest, sir. At this time, you were already invincible in the world.”

“This is not modesty; it’s because I’m smart. The opponents I challenge are only those who are roughly equivalent to me. As my strength improves, I challenge stronger opponents. Haha… You can go now, just keep observing him. I want to see if he will qualify to fight me in a year.”

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This battle, although it can’t be announced to the media like a regular match, is still something that military from some countries must be aware of, whether they admit it or not, as it is also a symbol of national power.

In recent years, China’s martial arts experts have been hidden by major families, so this aspect has always been relatively weak. Now it can finally hold its head high.

This has also greatly improved the Su Family’s reputation in China.

Other families, upon receiving this news, were quite intrigued, but such things are hard to replicate.

The reason is simple. The top experts within their families could indeed achieve this, but it is impossible for them to send people out. Once sent out, they must work for the country, and they would no longer belong to their family. What’s the point of sending them out? It would devalue the family’s strength.

Song Xiaodong can do this because he is the Family Head. The benefits he gets are the family’s benefits. Serving the country has no reservations at all.

Song Xiaodong had already returned to the Su Family. Compared to the lively outside, his home seemed very calm, as the women of the Su Family had at least become accustomed to such matters involving Song Xiaodong.

After not treating Turner and Alicia for many days, Song Xiaodong rested for a day after returning and then treated them once. Actually, Song Xiaodong was just consolidating their condition, and it wasn’t particularly important.

After administering acupuncture to both, Betty strolled in the yard with Song Xiaodong.

Betty tilted her head, looking at Song Xiaodong with a sweet smile on her face and eyes filled with tender affection, she said, “Dear Song, I heard you achieved another great victory this time.”

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, “It was just an ordinary competition.”

“It’s such a pity I didn’t see it with my own eyes; it’s really a shame.”

“What interest do you have in such matters as a girl?”

“I might not like watching others, but seeing you win, Song, is definitely a very happy thing.”

Song Xiaodong found it hard to meet Betty’s gaze; her eyes were too passionate, and he changed the topic, saying, “Your grandfather mentioned investing in Minghe. Have you thought about it?”

“I’ve thought about it. I feel there are so many things here that can be invested in. I was just thinking of discussing it with you, Song. How about we have a good talk now?”

Song Xiaodong cleared his throat and said, “This matter is mainly handled by Qingqing and Su Yuya, so if you want to discuss it, you should discuss it with them.”

Betty lightly bit her lip and said, “Dear Song, you seem to be afraid of being with me now.”

Song Xiaodong chuckled and said, “I’m just avoiding suspicion.”

“Why avoid suspicion? Are you afraid your wives will be angry? You don’t have to worry about that; I’ve become very good friends with your wives, very, very good. They are like sisters to me. They wouldn’t be mad at me talking with you.”

Song Xiaodong was impressed by Betty—she clearly just wanted to be with him and went out of her way to please others, too, and he said with a wry smile, “Betty, why would you bother? You are a noble lady; isn’t this beneath you?”

Betty blinked her big eyes and said, “Why would I feel it beneath me? I find being with everyone really good. We have common topics to talk about, mostly about you. From them, I’ve felt their love for you and realized you are someone worth loving. Besides, love is not about taking but giving. Only by truly giving can one reap true love. For love, I’m willing to do anything.”

Song Xiaodong frowned, saying, “But you could find a man who would love you with his whole heart to talk about love with.”

“The most important thing is to find someone I can fall in love with. Up to now, I have only fallen in love with you, so I just want to be with you.”

“I have so many wives; I can’t love someone like one person loves another. My love has to be divided into many parts. You must understand that I can’t possibly watch a movie with someone or go shopping with someone alone—these things you girls like are something I’m unable to do, and it’s not that romantic.”

Betty giggled and said, “Love is not so complicated. Just being able to see you every day, being able to talk with you every day, is happiness.”

Song Xiaodong was a bit speechless, this Betty was really persistent. Aren’t British noblewomen supposed to be very proud? Yet, you can’t see that at all from her.

“Dear Song, I’ve also heard your prowess in that aspect is quite strong, being able to be with several people in one night. Now everyone is complaining and hoping I integrate sooner.”

Song Xiaodong’s face darkened, feeling vaguely depressed. How could the people at home talk about everything?