131: Chapter 130: Are you also eyeing my man?
131: Chapter 130: Are you also eyeing my man?
Returning to his room, Song Yun quickly fell asleep.
Early the next day, his bedroom door was pushed open.
Li Shishi nudged the soundly sleeping Song Yun and said, “Song Yun, wake up, someone’s outside looking for you.”
Song Yun opened his eyes and yawned before saying, “Who the hell would come looking for me so early in the morning?” Despite his words, he quickly dressed, splashed some water on his face, and walked outside.
As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw an astonishingly handsome man sitting on the sofa.
The man smiled as he saw Song Yun come downstairs and said, “I’m here.”
Song Yun stood dumbfounded outside the room, thinking to himself, “Damn it, what’s this little bastard doing here?
Shouldn’t he be enjoying his young master’s life in the sect instead of bothering me?
Is Sunan City not chaotic enough for him?”
The visitor was Hua Manlou, the favorite disciple of the Second Elder from their martial arts sect.
This kid had been blessed with good looks since birth.
Every time Song Yun and Xie Xing were caught peeking at the elder sisters bathing, they’d push this guy to take the fall for them.
Although he seemed sunny on the outside, he was wickedly scheming on the inside.
If he didn’t have an older sister keeping him in check, Song Yun was convinced this guy would definitely become a playboy.
“What are you doing here?” Song Yun asked as he sat next to Hua Manlou.
“My master sent me to help you.
He said the Great Elder has been quite busy lately, and might not have time to deal with the stuff happening over here.
So, I came to lend you a hand,” Hua Manlou said with a smile.
The Great Elder was Song Yun’s master.
Song Yun took a sip of water and replied, “Sunan City’s a mess right now.
You won’t be much help here.
Hang out with Li Tang and the others for a few days and then head back.”
“I heard you set up some ‘Shura Alliance’?” Hua Manlou ignored Song Yun’s attempt to shoo him away and asked.
“Yeah, it’s a stepping stone for me to climb up, but it’s all about to be transformed into legitimate businesses,” Song Yun never hid anything from his own people.
“Do you still need people in your gang?
You know, the three of us have always dreamed of being bosses.
Now you and Xie Xing have made it, but I’m still slacking around in the sect waiting for death, so I volunteered myself to help you out.”
“How much of the Second Elder’s techniques have you learned?” Song Yun inquired.
“There’s too much to learn from my master.
Even after studying for over twenty years, I’ve only mastered about sixty percent,” Hua Manlou said proudly.
His master was the Law Enforcement Elder of their entire sect, widely recognized as a scholar — an intellectual who understood heaven and earth, along with various historical and contemporary knowledge.
Mastering sixty percent was definitely something to be proud of.
“I’ll…
have to think about it.”
“If you dare reject me, I’ll go tell my sister you’re here in Sunan City,” Hua Manlou said with a smug smile.
Song Yun took a while to think and then turned his head to see Hua Manlou, that smug little prick, grinning at him.
Song Yun felt utterly dejected.
It wasn’t just that he was constantly thrown around by the formidable women of the compound he lived in, or that he frequently had to spend his own money shopping for them, but now he was being bullied by a seemingly frail kid.
He felt like his life had been a waste.
“Oh heaven, can’t you strike me with lightning and grant me some superpower so I can dominate the universe?
Compared to the protagonists’ halo in other novels, I’m weak as hell.”
It seemed like the heavens indeed heard Song Yun’s plea; they generously threw a girl at him.
This girl was named Hua Qingcheng.
Song Yun was stunned, speechless as he watched Hua Qingcheng at the door, fuming with rage.
“Damn it, you little cheat.
Didn’t you say you’d only tell your sister if I refused to agree?
What now?”
Although Song Yun hesitated, it had only been a few minutes.
Even if Hua Manlou had called his sister, could she have flown here so quickly?
Did she come by tractor or did a black hole she drew in the air bring her here?
Seeing Song Yun’s furious and pitiful countenance, Hua Manlou followed his gaze and thought, “Crap, when did my sister come along?
I was just bluffing to scare Song Yun.
Even if he didn’t accept me, I wouldn’t have told my sister where he lives.
Decades of brotherhood can’t be sold out just like that.”
But what was happening now?
How did his sister suddenly appear?
He was pretty sure his sister was in seclusion when he left the sect.
Wasn’t she supposed to be out at least ten days later?
Seems like he had been followed without knowing it, which was embarrassing.
Hua Manlou, wearing an awkward smile, reassured Song Yun, “You know with our years of connection, I’d never sell you out.”
“You bastard…” Song Yun began cursing, when Hua Qingcheng suddenly kicked him, sending him flying and crashing onto the ground.
Hua Qingcheng pointed at Song Yun and shouted, “That mother is my mother.
What are you going to do about it?”
“I’m screwed…
What the hell is happening?” Song Yun clutched his chest and coughed a few times.
“Hua Manlou, you little prick, just wait.
I should never have listened to your nonsense.
If I’d known your sister was coming, I would’ve run away.”
“Uh…
Song Yun, Brother Yun, Mr.
Yun.
I seriously didn’t know my sister was sneaking behind me.
When I left the sect, the elders said she was in seclusion,” Hua Manlou almost cried.
He knew all too well how Song Yun tormented people.
Though not quite as formidable as his master, what mattered was that you couldn’t help but fall for his methods, unable to live nor die.
“What’s wrong, Song Yun?” Qingluan had just come out of the bedroom to find Song Yun lying on the ground with a look of utter betrayal, and in front of him stood a young girl.
The girl had a pure and elegant appearance, with captivating eyes that seemed to draw out all your inner thoughts.
“How did this seductive vixen end up in my house?”
“Who are you?” Hua Qingcheng asked Qingluan, looking unfriendly.
Qingluan knew she’d met a formidable rival, one capable of making any man’s heart skip a beat.
Such women, if alive in ancient times, would have been the likes of Su Daji.
Since Qingluan knew she couldn’t outmatch her in looks, she had to rely on her reputation.
Puffing out her chest with pride, Qingluan declared, “I am the Kunlun Saintess, Qingluan.
What brings you to my home?”
“Kunlun?
Holy Daughter?
Hehe, Song Yun?” Hua Qingcheng looked at Song Yun, her smile revealing neither joy nor kindness.
Song Yun, seeing such a smile, knew trouble was brewing.
His body involuntarily shuffled backward.
If this girl lost her temper, he would not be able to endure it.
“Why are you glaring at my man?
You fancy him too?
I’ll have you know, I, Qingluan, never share what’s mine with strangers,” Qingluan said disdainfully, pouting her lips.