Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 686 - 687: Adding Insult to Injury

Chapter 686: Chapter 687: Adding Insult to Injury

"Kid! You are strong," Su Zhentian said.

"You are stronger," Song Xiaodong also said.

The two had barely spoken these words when the Su Family and Sun Family members immediately burst into cheers. Song Xiaodong saying "You are stronger" meant that Su Zhentian had won.

The Patriarch of the Su Family also breathed a sigh of relief, as his heart had been in his throat just moments before.

Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan’s bodies swayed, nearly fainting. Song Xiaodong’s loss was not just about the match, it was a loss of everything for him and the two of them.

However, just as the cheering had started, Su Zhentian staggered, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. The cheering stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at Su Zhentian in shock.

"I am clearly stronger than you; why did I lose to you?" Su Zhentian suddenly spoke slowly, which was like a bucket of cold water being poured over everyone’s heads.

Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan were stunned, then suddenly burst into cheers, rushing towards Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong wrapped his arms around both of them, and then looked at Su Zhentian and slowly said, "You are stronger than me, but you carried too much mental pressure, you were afraid of losing, afraid that your failure would make you the criminal of the Su family."

Su Zhentian clenched his teeth and slowly said, "But you... you were clearly betting your own fortune and life, and those you love."

Song Xiaodong looked down at Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan, his tone becoming extremely gentle, and said, "I too had pressure, but such pressure can be transformed into my motivation. I will not be restrained, I know they are the ones I love, no matter what, I will fight for them, and I want to take them home with me."

Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan were completely captivated, holding Song Xiaodong tightly, wishing they could melt into his embrace, wishing they could passionately embrace Song Xiaodong right then and there.

Song Xiaodong then looked up at Su Zhentian and said, "Another thing, although your Kung Fu is better than mine, what you lack is the kind of will forged on the battlefield. What I’ve learned is not only Kung Fu but also the will developed through battles. You only have experience accumulated through martial arts, but there’s a difference between will and experience."

"Well said! It seems I truly wasn’t wronged in losing!" Su Zhentian suddenly laughed heartily, then staggered, nearly falling over.

But as a strong man, even defeated and severely injured, he did not want to fall in front of everyone. Barely summoning some True Qi, Su Zhentian suddenly turned around and with a few leaps, he had vanished from sight.

The Old Master of the Su Family swayed; Su Zhentian had actually lost. This was a loss not only of the Su family’s face but also of one billion US dollars and the current status of the Su family. For a Family Head, this was an unbearable blow. He could only feel a pain in his chest, an indescribable discomfort.

The elites of the Su family also looked extremely unhappy at this time, a scenario unacceptable to all of them.

In their hearts, Su Zhentian was their god, an undefeated legend, one of the spiritual pillars of the Su family. Now that Su Zhentian had lost, and moreover to a man in his twenties, it seemed as though their pillar of strength had suddenly collapsed.

The direct descendants of the Su family, however, had a different thought. In their eyes, although Su Zhentian was an important family guard, it was not more important than their own interests.

With Su Zhentian’s defeat, they had to pay out one billion US dollars, meaning not only would the Su family’s wealth significantly diminish, but their family’s status would also plummet dramatically.

This was concerning the interests of every member of their family; the remaining money and properties of the Su Family could still provide them a superior lifestyle, but with the decline in the family’s status, their social standing would inevitably fall as well, which money could not buy back. This was undoubtedly a huge blow to all the descendants in the family.

At that moment, Song Xiaodong took a deep breath to calm the chaotic True Qi inside his body. Although he had won, it was a narrow victory, and he had suffered some injuries. He said, "I’m taking Qingqing and Xuanxuan with me now, do you have anything else to say?"

None of the Su Family members answered.

Looking at the Old Master of the Su Family, Song Xiaodong said, "There’s also one billion US dollars, I presume a big family like yours wouldn’t have trouble coming up with that, right?"

The Old Master of the Su Family remained silent, but the other descendants immediately got angry, and someone shouted, "Scram! Kid, who the hell do you think you are to demand money from our Su Family?"

"Exactly, we won’t give it to you, what can you do about it?"

"This guy just fought with Su Zhentian, he must be injured. Everyone, let’s go and kill him directly!"

This statement immediately incited all the descendants of the Su Family, and they began to clamor, while the skilled fighters of the Su Family were eager to try. If they could kill Song Xiaodong at this moment, although it was an inglorious victory, it could relieve the Su Family from this crisis and recover a great loss.

Zheng Zhijun’s expression darkened as he said, "Old Su, what exactly is your family trying to do?"

As soon as Zheng Zhijun finished speaking, the soldiers surrounding them all raised their guns, and the synchronized sound of pulling bolts resounded, stunning everyone there.

Even with so many experts here, not everyone was confident they could dodge a bullet at the moment it was fired, let alone from so many guns. Even the most skilled expert could be turned into a beehive.

The members of the Su Family turned pale, most of them dared not make a sound, only a few still didn’t believe the soldiers would actually shoot and continued to protest.

The complexion of the Old Master of the Su Family stiffened, and just as he was about to speak, the Patriarch of the Sun Family immediately said, "Old Su, this is not very good, honor your bet, Mr. Zheng is still here, are you actually thinking of going back on your word? If so, we of the Sun Family would certainly not agree."

As he spoke, the Patriarch of the Sun Family gestured, and the experts of the Sun Family instantly disengaged from those of the Su Family, then assumed a hostile stance towards the members of the Su Family.

This was definitely kicking someone when they were down. The Old Master of the Su Family felt a strong surge of anger rising in his heart, directed at the Patriarch of the Sun Family. What happened to the alliance? What about advancing and retreating together?

Seeing the Su Family in trouble, this old guy from the Sun Family actually started to turn against them. This fragility in their alliance was unbearable for the Old Master of the Su Family.

Taking a deep breath, the Old Master of the Su Family gestured to quiet the noisy crowd, then turned to Zheng Zhijun and said, "Mr. Zheng, our Su Family keeps its word. One billion US dollars, we will gather it for him within ten days."

Zheng Zhijun nodded and said, "That’s very good."

Seeing Zheng Zhijun’s response, the Old Master of the Su Family felt a pang of pain in his heart. He suddenly had a revelation: the higher-ups seemed to appreciate the downfall of his family, which could mean a lot.

However, at that moment, Song Xiaodong suddenly shouted loudly, "Uncle Miao, aren’t you going to show up?"