Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 1116 - 1117: Identity

Chapter 1116: Chapter 1117: Identity

Lu Yaobing didn’t know what these words meant, she only repeated what Song Xiaodong told her to say and had no idea what effect it would have.

Suddenly, everyone in the hall fell silent; not only did the voices disappear, but all actions stopped as well. Some people were holding wine glasses, just about to take a sip, and froze, letting the wine trickle onto their clothes.

It seemed as if everyone in the hall had been hit with a Freezing Spell, not a single one moved.

This banquet was organized by some prominent families of Ningjian Province. The elder generation was already in another hall chatting, leaving this one for the younger generation.

Ordinary people might not be aware of what the Su Family represents, but these young people clearly understood that the Su Family is a colossal force in Ningjian Province, unmatched by any other. The Su Family is at the peak of its power, far beyond the reach of other families.

They could offend anyone but dared not provoke someone from the Su Family.

And Lu Yaobing being a disciple of the Patriarch of the Su Family, that was an extraordinarily significant status, possibly even surpassing those who bear the Su surname.

The Chen Family, which Chen Xuedong belonged to, although strong, wouldn’t dare offend the Su Family, even with ten times the courage.

The sound of a wine glass shattering was heard; nobody knew who had dropped it.

Chen Xuedong’s expression immediately changed, his eyes darted around, and a smile quickly appeared on his face as he said, “Yaobing, please forgive my impulsive behavior earlier. It was because I like you so much that I said such rash words, but I genuinely mean it. I really hope you can give me a chance.”

The transformation on Chen Xuedong’s face was swift, showing not only an admission of his mistake but also a hint of flattery, along with a touch of sincerity.

Lu Yaobing was stunned, staring blankly at Chen Xuedong. She could sense the drastic change in his attitude, the clear flattery now resembling that of her schoolmates trying to win her favor, no longer as overbearing as before.

“My God! Being a disciple of my mentor brings such high status, even intimidating Chen Xuedong like this. If I mentioned my mentor’s name, wouldn’t they be scared to death?”

“Hmm, it’s strange that my mentor’s name can scare them, but why don’t they recognize my mentor?”

These questions popped up in Lu Yaobing’s mind.

Actually, it was understandable. Song Xiaodong had never interacted with these young people; even if they had seen photos of him, without meeting him in person, it was hard to link Song Xiaodong to such a significant figure just from pictures.

Moreover, Lu Yaobing mentioned Song Xiaodong as her schoolteacher right from the start. With this preconceived notion, they couldn’t relate a university teacher to a renowned figure like Song Xiaodong.

Seeing Lu Yaobing not speaking, Chen Xuedong thought she was still angry, his forehead started to sweat, and he bit his teeth, giving himself a slap, saying, “Yaobing, I was really wrong. Considering we studied at the same school, you won’t really stay mad at me, will you?”

“Ah!” Lu Yaobing was startled and snapped back to reality, quickly saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay, I didn’t take it to heart.”

Only then did Chen Xuedong breathe a sigh of relief, fawningly saying, “Yaobing, I knew you have a kind heart. Oh, this is Teacher Song?” Looking towards Song Xiaodong, Chen Xuedong still carried a trace of hostility.

Earlier he was dismissive of Song Xiaodong, not taking him seriously. But now knowing Lu Yaobing’s status, he was more eager to be with her. After all, she was the disciple of the Patriarch of the Su Family; being with her would mean forming a connection with the Su Family, elevating the Chen Family to a higher level.

Because of Lu Yaobing’s close relationship with Song Xiaodong, he naturally became Chen Xuedong’s adversary. Although he could no longer drive Song Xiaodong away directly, he certainly intended to eliminate any obstacles in the future.

From Chen Xuedong’s eyes, Song Xiaodong could read his thoughts, shaking his head, he said, “You are not worthy of being with Yaobing.”

“What did you say?” Chen Xuedong’s face instantly showed fierce anger.

Lu Yaobing immediately protested, “Chen Xuedong, what are you doing?”

“Ah, nothing? I just wanted to get to know this Teacher Song.” Chen Xuedong’s expression changed quickly, immediately smiling sheepishly.

Lu Yaobing tightened her grip on Song Xiaodong’s arm, saying, “Then be polite to Teacher Song.”

Chen Xuedong glanced at Song Xiaodong and said, “I will certainly be very polite to Teacher Song.”

At this moment, several older people came out from the side hall, peering towards the entrance.

Seeing Song Xiaodong, their faces beamed with joy and they quickly welcomed him.

Nearby, a few people were puzzled. These individuals were well-known figures from the notable families in Ningjian Provincial City, and their expressions clearly showed they were welcoming someone important, heading towards Lu Yaobing and Song Xiaodong.

This astonished everyone even more—indeed the Su Family was formidable; even just a disciple commanded such respect from other families.

An elder, with a smile on his face, said loudly, “Patriarch Song, we’ve been waiting for you, didn’t expect you’d mingle with these young folks, leaving us waiting.”

Another echoed loudly, “Patriarch Song, knowing you were coming, we’ve been early preparing for your grand arrival.”

The young people in the hall were dumbfounded, “Patriarch Song!” There was no family head here, just young people. Who were these people talking to?

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Song Xiaodong’s voice rang out, his face carrying a faint smile.

The group of people surrounded Song Xiaodong, “Ha, we understand you, Patriarch Song, are busy with affairs. Waiting a while is nothing for us. Let’s go, let’s chat inside.”

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly, turned to Lu Yaobing and said, “Yaobing, just enjoy yourself here, don’t be held back by anything.”

Lu Yaobing nodded vigorously, releasing Song Xiaodong’s arm.

The group of people escorted Song Xiaodong into the side hall, while the young people in the main hall watched him leave, their gazes turning back to Lu Yaobing, with Chen Xuedong once again breaking into a cold sweat, almost to the point of tears.