Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 592 - 593: Shameless Master

Chapter 592: Chapter 593: Shameless Master

Two hours later, Song Xiaodong had already reached the summit of Xiaoping Mountain.

The summit of Xiaoping Mountain is somewhat distinctive; it’s not pointed but flat. At some point in time, someone built a small pavilion here. Later, the government renovated it, and in the summertime, quite a few people would come here to visit.

However, it’s about to be November now, and the weather has turned cold. The tree leaves on the mountainside have all fallen, and no one is willing to come up to the mountain to play anymore. Moreover, it is night, which makes it even less likely for anyone to come.

But now there was a small electric light on in the pavilion, where a man in his forties sat, a pot of liquor on the table. He was pouring and drinking by himself, looking perfectly content. It was none other than Mister Sun Two.

"Sit!" Mister Sun Two extended his hand with an indifferent tone.

Song Xiaodong directly sat opposite Sun Two, picked up the liquor pot, poured the liquor into another empty cup, took a sip from it, and said, "Good liquor, this is top-quality daughter’s red. Mister Sun Two sure has an ancient air about him."

Sun Two also took a sip of his drink and said, "In today’s world, guns are honored above all, Kung Fu has become a relic of ancient times, and martial arts duels are akin to reverting to the past. If one doesn’t engage in the ancient practice of drinking and dueling, wouldn’t it spoil the atmosphere?"

Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "Mister Sun Two speaks the truth. However, doesn’t it seem a bit like affectation of elegance?"

Sun Two took another sip of his drink, filled his cup again, and said, "So what if it is? Being true to oneself is all that matters."

Song Xiaodong took the liquor pot, poured another cup, and said, "Mister Sun Two really possesses a certain noble character, but is employed by the Sun family. It seems to go against the style of independent experts."

With a faint smile, Sun Two replied, "The Sun family raised me, so I must fulfil my duties to them. Even the most cultured person cannot escape the shackles of the secular world."

Turning the cup in his hand, Song Xiaodong said, "It seems today Mister Sun Two is determined to take my life before being satisfied."

Sun Two looked at Song Xiaodong and said, "Not necessarily. At the very least, I must take you back; otherwise, I would not be able to explain myself. Young man, your Kung Fu is not bad, defeating Sun Four at such a young age is indeed a matter of pride."

Song Xiaodong said, "Does that mean, even so, I am still no match for you in Mister Sun Two’s opinion?"

"That’s right!" Holding his cup, Sun Two suddenly exuded an intense fighting spirit.

Song Xiaodong emptied the cup with one gulp and said, "Then let’s stop talking. If you want to fight, let’s fight. I, Song Xiaodong, have never feared anyone!"

Sun Two, too, drained his cup in one go, stood up in a swift motion—his height nearly matching Song Xiaodong’s. Though slimmer than Song Xiaodong, his presence was not a bit weaker.

Both men stood up at the same time and leapt out of the pavilion, stopping about three meters apart. Their gazes locked onto each other, their aura firmly interlocked, and even though the sky was dark with only a few stars, not one move of either person escaped the other’s eyes.

They stood there facing each other for a full half-minute, then suddenly, they both moved at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the two had already clashed together in battle.

For a moment, fists flew and feet danced, the sound of punches and kicks connecting echoing like a rapid series of firecrackers.

If anyone had been there to witness it, they might have thought a movie was being filmed, and even then, the fight at that moment would have been more spectacular than any cinematic brawl.

The intense combat lasted a good five to six minutes. Song Xiaodong only felt himself becoming winded—the intensity was simply too great, not just physically but mentally as well, allowing no room for even the slightest relaxation.

Moreover, Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of apprehension. Mister Sun Two was, without question, the strongest opponent he had ever faced. While their battle seemed even, with neither side gaining the upper hand, Song Xiaodong knew he was already giving it his all, while Mister Sun Two clearly had plenty left in reserve. This meant that Mister Sun Two’s strength was undoubtedly greater than his.

As Mister Sun Two’s relentless assault continued, he said, "If this is all the strength you’ve got, then I can only tell you, you might as well come with me. With your abilities, if you submit to the Sun family, they will probably let bygones be bygones."

"You have to beat me before you say that."

Though both were speaking, Song Xiaodong could only utter a few words, while Mister Sun Two was able to speak so much more, his composure unaffected.

Mister Sun Two then said, "It was not easy for you to achieve such Kung Fu. I truly don’t wish to kill you. I hope you won’t remain stubbornly misguided. This won’t do you any good at all."

Song Xiaodong didn’t respond but continued to deal with the situation calmly.

"Although you are younger than I am, we are both masters of True Qi. You should be very aware that your True Qi is inferior to mine. Even if we fight for another half an hour, I won’t have a problem, but your True Qi will definitely run out, and by that time, your death will only be more embarrassing. Wouldn’t it be better to admit defeat with dignity now? I can still preserve your face, and once at the Sun family, I can say you shook hands with me and came to terms willingly."

Song Xiaodong’s movements slowed slightly.

A sharp glint flashed in Mister Sun Two’s eyes but quickly disappeared, and he slowed his pace of attack as he said, "Don’t look at me as just a Family Guard of the Sun family. Sun Zi’ang’s status is definitely not higher than mine within the Sun family, and with your level of skill, aside from me and Sun One, you could easily rank third. That means you’d command respect from the second generation of the Sun family. Even if you had killed Sun Zi’ang, or even Sun Zi’ang’s father, no one in the Sun family would dare criticize you."

"Can you guarantee that?" Song Xiaodong’s movements slowed further.

Mister Sun Two immediately responded with confidence, "Of course. With my status as Mister Sun Two, I can naturally make this happen."

"This... sounds quite good." Song Xiaodong then took a defensive stance, retreating step by step as if weighing the pros and cons of the situation.

Watching Song Xiaodong closely, Mister Sun Two didn’t strike as Song Xiaodong took three steps back. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back, saying, "Then take your time to think about it. I’d really like to have someone to drink and practice Martial Arts with in the future. That would truly be one of life’s greatest pleasures."

"Let me think about it." Song Xiaodong lowered his head to think, then walked two steps to the side as if trying to calm himself down.

But just then, Mister Sun Two’s figure exploded forward, his palm striking towards the back of Song Xiaodong’s head like lightning. A master engaging in a sneak attack was unexpected.

Song Xiaodong seemed to have let his guard down completely. By the time he noticed, it was too late. Although he managed to narrowly dodge with his head, his shoulder took a heavy hit, and his body was sent flying, leaving it uncertain whether he had suffered serious injuries.